Animal I have become (Harry Styles)

Chapter one

Harry's POV

"Pride, honour, justice - that's all I've ever had, all I've ever needed. Ever since I was six I knew what I had wanted to become when I would grow up: a man of justice. I would spend all day asking my mom why people hurt others and every single time she would tell me "it's just the way it is, sweetie. Some people feel the need to hurt others because deep inside they are themselves broken. It's in the human nature you see - we don't want to be alone so we do what we need to do in order to keep certain people in our lives. And there's nothing, and listen to me, nothing that can bring people together better than pain. Keep that in mind, always,"

It took me years to finally understand what she meant but when i did, I knew she was right all along.

I remember her every night before I go to sleep. Truth be told, she was that kind of person that's hard to find and impossible to forget. I was lucky enough that I didn't have to search for her, she was already there. She was the best person I had the pleasure to know, even if I didn't deserve such an amazing human being in my life. You could see the fire burning inside her eyes, the eyes that cried one too many times. She was never afraid to cry or to laugh at any moment, I loved that aboout her. Dear God, why did she have to leave? It wasn't even her choice and it surely wasn't the glorious, victorious death she deserved. No, not even close.

She used to tell me that when the time to leave this world would come, she wouldn't be afraid. She wanted to die in a fire, to be burned by the very flames that lived inside her soul. And then, after ashes would be all that was left of her, she wanted to have her cinders taken by the wind, the wind she oh-so-loved.

But life isn't fair, is it?

She had me at the age of sixteen after an excuse of a man took her innocence away on a clouded night, a night that haunted her for the rest of her life. Twenty years later, on the very same day of twenty-sixth of July she took her last breath after telling me the words I'll never forget in the conversation I'll always remember.

"Monsters aren't under you bed, H. They are inside your head and after all, how can you run from what's inside you?"

I was scared, and I was weak. And in that moment i didn't realise what she meant. I wish I did.

"Mom what are you talking about?" 

"Oh, but you know. Or you will very soon. I'm talking about love."

"Love? What has love to do with monsters? Mom, stop talking, you're hallucinating, you need to-"

"It has everything to do with it, H. Love is the most powerful demon you'll ever meet, be careful. But remember that demons can be good, so good, sometimes! I love you, H. Always,"

And with that, the storm with skin that gave me birth was gone, leaving me completely and utterly alone. Maybe-"

I didn't get to finish my sentence when the door to my office was rudely being opened by my boos, Chris.

"Styles, you won't believe what I'm going to tell you."

"Oh, please come in, Chris. Don't just stay there! You know it's always a pleasure to have you showing up here and walking in uninvited. But please, take a seat." I sarcastically said while giving Chris an annoyed look.

"Shut it. I'm the boss here." he replied already getting pissed off at my amazing humor.

"Only because you've been here longer than I,"  I muttered and gave him a roll of my eyes. He had this way of annoying me without even trying and I was a one really calm person. I guess his face was just getting the best of me? Or maybe it was the fact that the "important" news he wanted to tell me were usually stupid things that could wait.

"So, surprise me." I said while he took a seat in front of me, looking dead serious.

(Sorry this chapter is really short but it's just so I can make this a little more interesting. x)