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Chapter 14

-Anonymous-

Harry Styles will die.

I've been trying to destroy him for the past 20 years. I've destroyed almost every single person he ever loved, but that's not good enough. I need to destroy him. When I found out that he found a girl, I just had to figure out a way to terminate her. I knew it was going to be difficult. I looked for many opportunities, but I just couldn't find the right time and place. I came close at the first football game, but after I did it, I realized that I got the wrong girl. It was supposed to be Grace that tumbled to the ground and died, but instead I accidentally sabotaged the girl next to her. She didn't even die though. What's the fun in that?

Honestly, I don't exactly know what happened tonight. If everything would've of gone as planned, Grace would have killed Harry under my possession and then I would of probably killed Grace too. It would of hurt Harry worse to be killed by the one he loved the most.

No one has ever been able to break out of my possession before. I still don't understand how she did it. There is no way I'm going to be defeated.Those two are going to be sorry that they were ever born.

-Harry-

It was 12:01 and Grace still lay lifeless in my arms. I held her tightly and gently caressed her cheek. I checked her pulse and to my relief a slow beat was creeping up on her wrist. Her eyelids fluttered open.

"Harry?" she almost whispered, while still regaining consciousness.

"Grace," I whispered back, "I'm so glad your okay. You had me so worried."

"What happened?" she asked.

"You were possessed by Dimitri," I replied."

"Wait... but if... what about.. did..did you break the curse," she asked, confusedly.

"I...I really don't know," I stammered, "You completely passed out after Dimitri left your body. I'm hoping the kiss will be enough."

"Oh," she replied.

So we just sat like that, me on the ground holding her in my arms. It was like we were waiting for an answer to come, but it never did. Eventually we both fell asleep in the middle of the hallway on the 13th floor of the convention center.

-Grace-

"What do you want from me?" Harry screamed.

I opened my mouth to reply, but the words wouldn't come. I just stood there holding a knife to his neck while he yelled in terror.

"Stop!" he yelled as I brought the knife closer to him.

I felt as if I was being controlled by something.

"I thought you loved me?" he hoarsely whispered.

Those were his last words. He stumbled backwards and his unconscious body hit the floor.

"No!" I screamed, "I do love you!"

I was suddenly able to talk again.

"Harry!" I continued screaming as hot tears streamed down my face.

Suddenly I was being shaken awake.

"It's okay," Harry cooed, "I'm here."

"But.. you... I killed you," I choked through tears, "You were gone."

"No it was just a dream," he wiped away a tear drop with his thumb, "I'll never leave you."

He gently kissed my cheek and we both fell back asleep instantly.

-

The sun shined through the small window at the end of the hall. It took a minute for all that happened last night to sink in. Harry stirred beside me and his eyes fluttered open. Neither of us said anything for a minute. Then I remembered something.

"Wait didn't we have to kiss on the balcony?" I asked, slightly panicked.

"Shit," he sat up and leaned his back against the wall, "We need to go talk to Angela."

I nodded in agreement. We walked to the elevator and I pressed the button. We stepped out when it reached the bottom floor and walked into the ballroom.

"Whoa," Harry said in astonishment.

The ballroom was a complete wreck. Trash, cups, and food littered the ground, curtains from the enormous windows were strewn around the room, and most of the tables and chairs were tipped over.

"It looks like a tornado came through here," I gaped.

"Well that's what happens when you let a bunch of college kids somewhere," he replied, slightly amused.

We walked out to his car, which was the only one in the parking lot. He drove me to my dorm so I could change.

"I'll pick you up in an hour," he pecked me on the cheek and walked back to his car.

I have no clue how I'm going to explain this to Stacy, because I really can't tell her about the curse.

I unlocked the door with my key and walked inside.

"Stacy?" I called.

"Omigosh Grace!" she exclaimed, "What happened to you?"

I looked in the mirror. Oh my goodness. I looked like I had been hit by a truck. Makeup was literally all over my face and my hair was sticking up in all sorts of weird angles. No wonder Harry was trying to stifle giggles on the way here.

"Well uh.. it was really late when we left the ball, so I stayed at Harry's so I...um didn't wake you up," I stuttered.

"Okay," she grinned,"So how was the ball?"

I walked to the bathroom to get some makeup remover, "It was fun."

"Did Harry like his present?" she questioned

"I don't think he opened it yet," I scrubbed some eyeliner off of my face, "it was a really long night."

"Oh I see," she grinned and walked out of the room.

I ran a brush through my tangled mess of hair. I slipped off my beautiful dress and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt

I told Stacy I was going to hang out with Harry and then walked outside to meet him.

-

"Angela is meeting us at the coffee shop," Harry informed me as we drove through the busy campus streets.

"What do you think she'll say?" I asked nervously

"I have no idea, but I hope she says that the curse is gone," he bit his lip.

We pulled into the parking lot of the coffee shop and walked inside. Harry led us to the very corner of the shop. There was a red-haired woman sitting at the table that Harry led us to. I assumed that she was Angela. We sat down across from her.

"Good afternoon," she greeted.

"Ok let's just get straight to it," Harry started, "Is the curse gone?"

"Well, yes," she said, "but there is a catch."

"What kind of catch?" Harry asked uneasily.

"It seems as if the curse is gone, but Dimitri is not,"

"So what does that mean?" he questioned.

"Well, Dimitri can't curse you again, but he still can make bad things happen." she replied.

"So how do we stop him from making bad things happen?" I asked.

"The only thing I can do is follow him and make sure he's not up to anything." she replied, "But I'll make sure to protect you, so things don't happen."

"Thank you so much," Harry looked like he could breathe again.

We gave Angela a hug and walked out of the coffee shop.

"Aren't you glad that your curse-free?" I exclaimed.

"Yes, I'm so happy!" he looked ecstatic.

We got in the car and just drove for the fun of it, because now everything was perfect.