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"America run!" Harry shouted, coughing lightly. America shook her head, putting on a brave face.

America can take it. She had to face it anyway. She pulled out another arrow and shot at it, only to have the demon break it in half.

She gave up with the arrows, pulling out a small pocket knife. This was America's way of saying sorry to Harry. Sorry that she almost left him crumbling alone.

The demon held her by her neck, making her drop the knife. America placed both hands over the demon's, as if to try and remove them.

America saw Harry try to get up from his postion on the ground. The demon also noticed, so it removed one of the hands holding her up. Harry was lifted up and thrown back to the ground with heavy force, making his green orbs close shut.

"HARRY!" America attempted to scream. She wished that the demon didn't do anything supernatural that may kill Harry. She would rather risk her own life than have him face death again.

The demon put his hand back on her neck, sqeezing tightly. It slammed Davina's head against the wall, over and over again. America, dizzy and unfocused, attempted weakly to break free.

Black spots blocked her vision as the room started spinning. The last thing that came into mind was

"Harry."

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Harry opened his eyes, realising he is laying on the freezing wooden floor. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to remember last night's events.

He spotted a smaller figure laying on the corner of the room, blood smuged over the ground.

He froze, not believing his eyes. America, his America, was laying unconcious, blood flowing from her head.

Harry was quick to react, grabbing a shirt from the ground and the water bottle nearby. He removed the lid, folding the shirt, and wet it with water.

He moved towards the fainted girl. Harry grabbed her unresponding body, pulling her towards his chest.

He pressed the damp cloth against her head tightly. He felt tears prick in his eyes, making them burn.

He closed his eyes, letting two tears slide down his cheeks. America is his everything, the girl that will give him a new life, a new love, a new chance. A chance to show people that he is okay. That he is alive, and breathing.

But most importantly, he loved her. He would never forgive himself if his love died, and he didn't. He deserves to die. She doesn't. She has a whole life ahead of her. While doesn't even have one.

His thoughts were prooven wrong when he felt America's body twitch. He looked closely to see if he was imagining stuff.

America suddenly groaned, making Harry sigh in relief. She opened her eyes, revealing her beautiful hazel orbs.

"Harry?" She whimpered, clinging onto his shirt. "Shh, I'm here baby. You're okay." Harry kisses her forehead.

America suddenly lets out a sob, making Harry tense in worry. "It's okay. It's okay."

"I thought- I thought you were dead. I can't- I'm sorry I-" "Sh, it's okay Am. You're okay now." Harry stares into America's eyes, watching as they filled with more tears. She is suddenly welcomed by a warm feeling on her lips. She closes her eyes, moving her lips against Harry's.

Harry puts a hand on her cheek, softly cupping it as they kissed. It was perfect. It was like unicorns and hearts were all over the place.

America felt butterflies explode over and over in her stomach. Their first kiss together was not as Harry expected it to be.

But in a way, it was better. It was like when he kissed her, all of the stress and frustation from the past vanished.

And that's when she knew, she actually loved Harry. A ghost. Her ghost.

"I love you, America Johnson." Harry whispers against her lips, smiling lightly. Her heart clenched, a wonderful feeling running through her.

She already knew he loved her. But he never said it, he never said those exact three words. Until now.

"I love you, Harry Styles."

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