Demonized {Harry Styles AU}

New {36}

Harry and I paced around the living room.

"What is she?" Harry kept asking.

"I don't know Harry. if I did I'd tell you by now, that's a guarantee."

"Well she looks human." Harry shrugged.

"Well then she's human. Was the storm because of her?"

Harry peeked outside the window and sighed, "nope. It's still storming like fucking crazy."

"Is she a savior?"

"Probably. She's more powerful than any of us in my opinion." Harry shrugged.

"Hello?" a small voice came from the doorway of the bedroom.

Harry and I stood in shock. She stood there with her arms folded softly on her stomach. her eyebrows knitted together.

"Um hi." Harry struggled to say.

"Can you tell me where I am?" she asked looking at us with wide eyes.

"New York." Harry answered.

"I know that. Where in New York?" she asked again.

"Apartment 66 on 51st street."

"Oh." she nodded shyly.

"What's your name?"

"Aly. Aly Henderson." she stuttered. she was the same age as us, but somehow more innocent. Like a baby dear.

"Can I take a look at your collar bone?" Harry asked. he stepped to her, but she backed away nervously. I slapped his arm.

"You can't just ask to see someone collar bone Harry."

"N-No it's fine." she interrupted. she pulled down the shoulder of her gown and looked at us wearily. Tattoo on her collarbone. Savior.

"Well at least we know she's one of us." Harry whispered.

"Look it's late and we have a lot to do tomorrow. Aly I can give you some clothes and you can take a shower. You can have my bed for the night. I can sleep on the couch with Azazel."

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I laid on the couch with Azazel sprawled across me. his head on my stomach.

The storm had died down, but you could still hear the pounding of the rain and small bursts of thunder.

"When can this be over?" I asked Azazel, scratching behind his ear.

Soon enough.

I jumped up and looked around. I knew who it was, but I couldn't see them. before I could blink, lucifer was standing next to the couch soaking wet.

"Are you always gonna pop up like that? I'm sure knocking on the door would be better for all of us."

He let out a small laugh.

I'm here to tell you that the last savior is living just down the street. his name is Niall Horan and yes, he does know what he is.

I wiped my faced with my hands and looked up at him, "why are you telling me this?"

Don't you want this to be over? I thought you'd like for everything to end.

"Believe me I do."

This just seems like a bad dream doesn't it? All the violence, all the death, even though there hasn't been enough in my opinion.

"What?"

Soon enough you'll see. Hell, maybe one day you'll wake up.

"I don't understand-"

He cut me off by crashing his lips on mine. I returned the kiss and looked at him confused.

"What was that for?"

No reason. Bye my sweet demon.

In a flash of thunder, he was gone. Azazel whined and jumped back on the couch. I laid down and quickly fell asleep wondering what lucifer meant by 'wake up.'

~~

"Okay. The reason you're all here today is because we've found another savior. The last one left is Niall Horan." Harry spoke to the small crowd of saviors that we've gathered.

"Michael and I can go fetch him." Ashton said pointing to Michael, who was falling asleep on the couch.

"Maybe Liam should go with you, Michael seems a bit out of it."

He shrugged and quickly left with Liam following.

I had a feeling in my gut that I couldn't ignore for too long.