Moments (1D Fan-Fic) [Complete]

Chapter 24.

Taylor'sPOV*

Beeping was the only sound I heard. Silence surrounded me. I didn't know what was going on. I couldn't open my eyes. Like they were glued shut. I tried again, and again, and again. Until finally I gave up all my energy.

It's like I'm in a black hole. I can't move, talk, breathe. And yet I can hear everything around me. Weird. A light caught my attention yet I couldn't do anything but look at it. It came closer and closer until I was enveloped into it. I felt my hands move In front of me.

'Hello!?' A voice came from behind. I turned around to meet a lady standing a few feet away from me.

'Me?' I questioned pointing to myself. Was she talking to me? Or? 'Yes you dear' she answered me. Her voice was sweet and soft. She has short blonde hair, her eyes were a nice shade if blue, and she wore a long flowery white dress.

"How do u know my name"? She didn't answer. "Love I have to show you what would happen if you left everyone" left everyone? What is she talking about ?

"Wait what d-" she cut me off mid sentence. "Taylor your in the inbetween, honey you tired to kill yourself" oh that's what happen, now I remember. The hate, bullies, no friends. 'Follow me' she instructed and I walked over with her only to be led into a house. Not any house, Harry's and Louis house.

"What we doing here?" I asked. "Darling after you died Louis didn't take it well, well neither did any of the other boys but Louis took it the hardest. He never left his house and started drinking".

Next we went to Niall and Liam's house. It wasn't any different. The blinds were closed and the inside if the house was a mess, something Liam wouldn't approve of. There was picture frames smashed, glass everywhere. Niall was laying in a fetal position on the couch. No emotion on his face what so ever. Liam was sitting in the kitchen with a cigarette in his hand. Liam never smokes!?

Last was zayn a house. He had many more tattoos covering his arms now. He had a beer in one hand and a smoke in the other. There were also bags under his eyes.

"Wait what about daddy Harry?" I asked we haven't seen him yet. "Come one I'll show you dear" she said and then we appeared in a cemetery. Wait. Is that Harry? "Wait no no no no, this can't be real" I said falling to my knees sobbing. There in front of me was a grave. Harry's grave.

HARRY EDWARD STYLES

1994-2014

Beloved band mate, brother, son, father.

It hit be like a ton of bricks. Harry killed himself because I decided to take my own life. How could I be so selfish?

"Do you see dear, that's what became of the boys after you killed yourself". The lady who I still didn't know her name said. I was shocked. That my death affected them this bad.

I looked over at the mystery lady and she gave me a pity look. My lip quivered and tears gathered in my eyes. "I want to go back!" I sobbed and fell onto my knees. She looked at me one last time until everything was fading away from me slowly.

"Wait! Who are you!?" I yelled, she looked at me and smiled slightly,

"Honey I'm your mother" She replied before I awoke to a bright light, and the boys surrounding me smiling.