The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

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Chapter Forty-Six of 'The Boy In The Basement':

Harry's P.O.V

Exactly two weeks. Two weeks after I popped the question to Alice, asking her to be my girlfriend. Two weeks, and now is my time. No, the Warriors never walked up to me and said, "Hey, it's your time to turn, Harry." They send me signs.

The first sign: Black and white vision, then normal vision. You can't control it at all.

The second sign: The pains in every inch of your body. It's like taking a knife, and stabbing everywhere on your body.

The third sign: You're dull, gray, and transparent again.

The forth sign: No one can see you.

Miles's P.O.V

Now is my time. My time to take her soul. Harry was magically sucked down into the ground by some unknown force. That force was known as the Warriors. It was his time, it was mine time, but not Alice's time. 

I heard about her miscarriage with Harry's child. I also heard, if Harry makes it past the turning, they would try for a second time to get the seed in there properly and have a kid. Honestly I don't know if they're going to try again, that's just what He (the Devil) told me.

I have a plan to get to Alice, but I am not telling anyone, especially you. It's suppose to be a surprise, and Alice will never know. It will go a hole lot better if Harry failed during the process. 

Alice Dawson, here I come. Hell is coming your way, whether you like it or not.

Harry's P.O.V

I felt a heavy force weighing down on my shoulders as I stood outside the house, in the middle of the wide open fields with grass up to my mid-thigh. It was getting harder to breath, and I tried moving away from that spot.

My feet wouldn't move. Yes, they lifted up, but I couldn't move them any further. "What the fuck?" I muttered through a staggered breath, trying to shake my body. It felt as if there were chains wrapped around my arms, straining them down to my sides, no letting me move at all.

I felt myself being sunk down into the ground, and I believed I was standing in quick sand, but just now realized it. The weight on my shoulders was getting heavier and heavier every passing second and I was starting to get fucking scared. What the hell is happening?

I was able to look down. When I did I saw at least five feet all around my was a dark black circle with a blue color, like electricity, encircling the outside. I began to fight against the restraints even more, trying to move away as I sunk further and further into the ground.

"Help!" I screamed just before I was being sucked into the black hole completely.

Alice's P.O.V

Harry told me he was just going outside to catch some fresh air. That was over twenty minutes. Why would he be out there for so long? Once again, I was becoming worried. My feeling grew immensely for him after the night he asked me to be his girlfriend. I care so much about him, and I know most couples that just get together don't say they love each other.

Harry and I have known each other longer then we've been dating. Of course I love him. Sometimes though, I am afraid to admit it. I'm afraid of losing him. I mean, one day I will say, "I love you, Harry." and he'll say it back, but then the next day, his life will probably be gone.

They're just simple words, but the meaning behind those four, simple words hold so much emotion and feelings.

I pushed myself up off from the couch that was covered with blankets and candy wrappers. Harry and I have been camping out on the couch for the past few days, eating junky food and watching soppy movies.

"Harry?" I called out as I stepped out onto the freshly mowed lawn. The scent of cut grass his my nostrils making me take it in deeply. I've always enjoyed that smell, and I'm not going to stop enjoying it right now.

No answer.

I bit my lip and ran my fingers through my messy, wavy hair. I tucked a loose strand behind my ear and begin moving across the yard. As I was moving, a light breeze flew past me. I stopped and closed my eyes, taking in the feel of wind through my hair.

I heard a noise flapping behind me, and I opened my eyes and turned around. The sound got louder as the wind picked up just a tad. It sounded like paper. I saw a piece of paper taped to the picnic table near the back door, and I walked over grabbing it.

 I know we're young, it read. And I know most people would say we're just kids, we're too young to know about love. But screw them, and that. I've known you for almost three months. We have shared everything since the day we met, together. Every important thing from that day on in our lives happened together. We learned how to communicate physcially, and emotionally. I even learned how to ignore your sleep talking. I laughed, and continued. We failed to always agree with each other. Yes, we've had fights. . . Many, many fights. But those fights only made us stronger then what we were. And now, we're learning how to fall in love with each other. I don't care what anyone else says. I love you. I'll always love you, no matter what happens with us in the future. I love you now and forever. I should be turning any day now. And I know this scares every single part of you. It scares me too. But remember, no matter what happens to me, I will always continue to love you. Nothing will get in the way of that. If you're reading this, it's because I told you I was getting fresh air. To be honest that was a lie. I am out here, because I have a strong gut feeling it's my time. I love you so much. Please don't bother to find me. You're so beautiful, you know that? I love you, Alice Dawson. 

Your loving boyfriend,

                        Harry x

A tear hit the paper. I didn't realize how bad I was crying until that. My body was shaking with fear. He was gone, out of my reach. I wasn't here in time to catch him before he fell, and I will probably never see him again.

I folded the note back up, and slid it down into my jeans pocket. I ran into the house, grabbing my iPhone off from the couch and I dialed the person I needed here most.

"Hello?"

"Zayn? You need to get here right now." I cried into the phone.

"What's wrong? Are you okay? Are you hurt? Where's Harry? Where ar-"

"Zayn!" I yelled, coughing slightly with tears blurring my vision and running down my face.

"I'll be there in five minutes. I was heading that way anyways because I was going over to the book shop."

"Okay." I nodded.

I hung up the phone. I slowly slid down the back of the couch, still crying. I brought my knees up to my chest and cried into them. How could he walk away like that without telling me?

I decided to read that note one last time...

"I know we're young. . . ."

I know I haven't updated for like 5 days, but I have perfect explanations. It's called being sick :'( I had my high school orientation for school yesterday, and I wanted to die. I am so scared to start high school! #Freshmen. . .

This chapter gave me heart burn... It's so sad, and I am so excited to write the next chapter! I have a few chapters planned out. I hope you're all ready! ;)

I might update tomorrow if I'm not busy, so don't kill me if I don't.

I love you all sooooooo much! Please don't forget it! I migh start the Q&A's again later, but I need to know how many people would like that? Please comment on this little paragraph and I'll take a vote x

Love you my Lovelies! Eat plenty of Nutella and Oreos for me :-)

-Tasha (aka George!) xoxo