room 426 >> h.s

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Harry watched as America stressed out on what to wear for her 'date'. "Harry! Help me! I might wear something that would turn him off. Help me!" She whined, falling face-first on the mattress of the bed.

Harry chuckled, standing up and walking towards her closet. Watching Harry go through her clothes, stopping to make snarky remarks about each outfit, a question popped in her head.

"Hey Harry?" He mumbled a 'yes?' turning his head to look at her. "How am I the only one that can actually see you?" She asked, lifting her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around legs and resting her chin on them.

Harry turned around, slightly shocked to hear the question come out of his crush's mouth.

"Well, I don't choose. It's the councilors who do. They only expose me to the people who can help me be human again. But, they say that if I don't fall in love with them, there's a high possibility for them to die. And well America, you're the first one I actually fell in love with." He takes a deep breath after his speech.

"What happens if I don't fall in love back?" America mentally flinched at her harsh words, but she had to ask.

"Then we have to fight the demon." He answered, obviously trying to hide his hurt from what the girl he's in love with just said.

"Who is it?" She asked, making his eyes widen. "Didn't you meet it?" He asked, slightly nervous. "No after you left, thank you, I knew I don't have the nerve to talk to it alone."

"You have to." He stated. America looked at him in shock. "What? She whispered, feeling fear run through her veins.

"America, I can't stay out of this room for more than a few minutes! Even if I try, I blink and find myself here again!" He told her, raising his voice a bit.

"Harry, why didn't you say that before I decided to help you!" She shouted at him. How can she talk to the demon alone? Oh that's right, she can't.

Not without Harry's help.

"Because then you wouldn't help me!". She groaned, falling back onto the duvet.

After a few minutes of silence, she hears Harry mumble something. "What?" "I said, wear the floral dress." She stared at him blankly, then her face broke out into a huge grin, showing off her perfect white teeth.

America got up, taking the floral dress off of it's hanger, and went to the bathroom.

She sighed, leaning back against the wall. She never expected that her life would turn like this. Having a ghost as a best friend, losing one of her friends, going out with a totally bangable, sexy guy, and having to fight a demon.

But she never even thought, that her first true love, her first time, would be a ghost. The ghost, of Harry Styles...

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anywayy, what do you think will happen at the date??