The Boy In The Basement// h.s AU✅

TBITB|| XLVIII

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

Was I hearing things? Was this all just a dream? Is there a Harry Styles' twin, and I don't know about him and he's hear playing tricks on me? Okay, that just sounds stupid, but it is a possibility.

I gasped and lifted my head off from Harry's face, looking at him with wide eyes. His eyes were barely open, and he had a smug smile on his kissable, pale plump lips.

"Harry?" I whispered, not believing it was him. He nodded, his smile growing.

"Harry!" I yelled, bringing him up and crushing him into a tight hug. He chuckled deeply and held his weight up with one elbow pressing into the ground, and his other arm wrapper tightly around my waist.

I buried my face in his neck and started crying again. He's back. He came back. He's alive. I swear to God this feels like a damn dream.

It isn't a dream, baby.

I pulled back and looked at him, sloppily wiping away my tears. "H-How are you alive? How are you alive and can still talk to me through my mind? A-Are you even human?" I touched his face slightly, not wanting to hurt him.

Everyone in the background were all dumbfounded, and were talking amongst themselves. I didn't give two shits about them at the moment because all that mattered was Harry.

I could feel Zayn's presence standing behind me, and Harry took notice. He looked up at Zayn and nodded slightly. "Help me up, will ya? I guess I should explain some things to Alice."

Zayn muttered a "of course" and helped Harry's weak body up off from the floor, making my arms drop down to my lap. What did he mean by I guess I should explain some things to Alice?

Zayn lead him over to a chair, and Harry had a hard time staying up right. Zayn helped him down onto the chair and Harry shook his head, rubbing his head.

I pushed myself up off from the ground and jogged over to Harry, grabbing his hand and kneeling down beside him. "Someone get him some water," Zayn ordered loudly. One of the body guards ran out of the room, probably scared by Zayn's loud voice.

"How long was I out?" Harry asked, his hand covering his eyes. I licked my lips looking at him. His curls hung low and over his hand. His hair looked damp because of sweat.

"Almost seven minutes." I answered quietly. Harry removed his hand and looked at me, "Are you okay?"

"You just scared me. . . Zayn helped me find this place, and I tried finding you."

"You don't listen at all, you know that?" he smiled slightly, poking my cheek. I smiled and looked down. But when I looked back-up, I frowned.

"I thought I lost you for good, Harry. I thought I'd never see you again." My eyes started tearing up once again. Damn, how many time do I have to cry today?

"I'm so sorry, Alice. I just didn't want to scare you."

"So you thought writing a note, and running off, leaving me absolutely oblivious to the turning, would keep me occupied of not being scared?" I asked sharply, but my voice was barely above a whisper.

Harry looked away, obviously ashamed. His jaw tightened and his fists balled up. "I just wanted you to be safe."

The words were like venom in his mouth, and I sighed. "And I completely understand that, but you have to talk to me about those things, Harry. It's what people in relationships do."

Harry looks at me. "Well, I'm-"

"-Here's your water." The body guard came back, interrupting his sentence. The lad handed Harry the water, and he took it with shaky hands. I guess this was the aftermath of the turning.

Have you just noticed?

I decided to ignore Harry's comment and wait patiently for him to get done drinking.

"Okay," Harry handed Zayn the cup and Zayn set it down on the floor. "Alice, I guess I wasn't so honest with you." I looked at him, expecting the worst.

"You see, when us immortals go through the turning, only a small percentage of us will become an Angel, which in this case I'm an Angel. An Angel is Where you're human, yet you are ghost and have all the capabilities that you had as a ghost."

"As a Angel, your chances of dying or getting hurt are higher then a mortals chances. Since we've been dead for a long time, we can go right back to that stage in a snap, but our souls will be sucked up by the Devil."

I immediately thought about Miles. It's been awhile since he's been around, and I want to keep it like that. What if Harry didn't make it, and Miles came back for my soul? Damn, that's a scary thought. . . I'm just so glad Harry's here and alive.

"How many immortals are Angels?" I asked.

"Three." Harry said, nonetheless.

"Who are they?" I asked again.

"Jocelyn Reynolds. Harry Styles so me. And, Liam Payne."

"But I thought you said only two people made it past the turning which is Zayn and Jocelyn? I didn't even know Jocelyn was a Angel, and who the hell is Liam Payne?"

Harry sighed, "No one really talks about him because he doesn't really get along with people. But he's living in Wolverhampton. And yes, Jocelyn is a Angel. I didn't even know that till a few days ago."

"Can we go see him? I would love to talk to him."

"He's actually the first one to be an Angel." one Warrior spoke up. I turned my head and looked at him.

"But Jocelyn is older then him?" I said.

"Yes, but he died before her, and went through the turning way before her." He said. I nodded, even though this was all too confusing.

"So, can we meet him?" I asked, my question directed to Harry. He opened his mouth to speak, "If your Dad will allow us to take a few days to fly down there." I smiled.

"He'll have to have a few days of rest though, dear. He's been through an awful lot, and his body can't take everything he's used to. So, that means no activities of any kind, and yes I'm talking about sex," I blushed.

"And, he cannot do anything by himself, so take extra care of him until he gets back up on his feet." I nodded.

"Zayn? Can you help me out for a few days?"

"Yes."

First: I apologize for the long wait, I've been busy and Wattpad was being a dick yesterday when I was going to update.

Second: HARRY IS ALIVE!!!!! People have been freaking out on me, guys calm down! He's alive. He's just half human, half ghost.

Third: I start school next week. And when they ask me, "What did you do all summer?" My reply will be: "Travled from my room to my fridge. Fangirled over One Direction and 5 Seconds Of Summer. And ignored contact with humans being on the outside world (not including my best friends)"

Enjoy this update, I hope it makes sense!

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-Tasha xoxo