Demonized {Harry Styles AU}

War {37}

It's been 3 days since we found the last savior.

And hell is opening its gates.

Demons are running wild, killing any thing it can find. Angels are trying to stop them, but with no help.

Today I saw my guardian angel fight. She didn't make it.

Today I saw Liam and Louis fight for their lives. They didn't make it either.

Today I saw Ashton and Calum fight to keep the rest of us safe. They didn't have a chance.

Today I saw Michael and Niall fight to stay together. They were separated forever.

Today I saw Zayn fight to keep his pregnant girlfriend, Tamari, safe. He died but their child got to live.

Today I saw Harry take down demons left and right, trying to keep Aly and I safe. He's still fighting.

I sat with Aly behind a flipped car. We haven't had any time to practice whatever powers we had. No one gave us time. God nor Lucifer have been seen, but I know they're here.

I watched while Harry punched, kicked and tackled his way into a crowd of demons. Harry knew more about being a savior than me, so he knew how to get rid of crowds.

"Enough!" Harry shouted. Aly and I ducked while a bright white light quickly filled the streets. It was gone within seconds, but I could still feel its presence.

I looked up to see Harry on the ground coughing. It's funny when you keep telling yourself how everything is going to be alright, knowing that death will always and forever be a huge possibility.

Harry and I have lived together for 9 months and not once have I ever thought I'd lose him. I can't say I don't love him. But I've fallen in love with a man with two horns and a pointy tail.

This isn't a book with a fairy-tail ending. Hell, most books almost never have major character deaths.

After seeing savior after savior fall, I lost it.

I ran to Harry with tears flowing down my face. Aly chose to stay behind because she felt the need to keep a look out just in case any other demons want to crawl from hell.

"Harry! Come on! Stay with me!"

He coughed another round of blood and looked up at me.

"I thought I'd die of a drug overdose." he smiled slyly.

"I was hoping you wouldn't."

"What I just did...y-you can do to. You're stronger than me. You s-should survive it." he explained after spitting out more blood.

"What if I don't?"

"Then I'll reserve you a table in hell's finest restaurant and we can have a nice eternity." he smirked.

"Harry please don't die on me!"

"Remember when you asked me to carry your drunk friend home?" he asked letting his eyes drop. I nodded.

"This isn't how I wanted to tell you but, thugs happen. What I'm trying to say before I die...is that I lo-" he started coughing up more blood and I felt a coldness come over me. I looked up to see Satan standing over us. His face twisted into an evil grin.

I looked back down to see Harry's body limp in my arms.

"No! Harry! Please!"

Shh darling. Don't cry. He's been dead for a while now.

"W-What are you talking about?"

Before I could blink, Harry's body was gone. Everything was gone. All of the carnage was gone. Aly was no where to be seen. The demons were gone. Everything was gone and I was terrified.

"What's going on?"

I stood up and met Lucifers gaze.

I told you to wake up.