Another Chance at Destiny ( Harry Styles Fanfic) [Editing]

Chapter 30

Niall's POV

"How did you get in here?" I ask the girl. I really want to be alone right now but I need to know. I've got thousands of pounds worth of security. The alarm surely would have went off if she had entered. I know the alarm is on because I can see the red light in the corner of my eye.

She looks at me worried and then looks over my shoulder. I don't know what she's looking at. My window maybe. Looking for somewhere to escape to.

"I brought her." Someone says from behind me. I instantly recognise the voice and I quickly spin around to see if I'm correct. When I see him my mouth falls. It can't be him...but it is. He's here...stood in my bedroom.

"Harry?" I ask, just to make sure it's actually him and not my imagination.

"Yeah Ni. It's me." He says. I feel a lump in my throat. He's actually here, stood in front of me. I walk up to him to take in his features. I don't know why, but I haven't seen him in so long and I feel the need to. I touch face to make sure he's real and when I feel his skin, it's ice cold.

As quickly as I spun around, I wrap my arms around him. He's here and he's real.

"I thought I'd never see you again." I say to him, my voice shaky.

"I'm here now." He says. "But I can't stay." He says as he lets go of me. I frown and look at him confused. Why can't  he stay?

"What? Why?" I say sadly. He looks behind me and I realise that the girl is still stood there. Who is she and how does Harry know her? And better yet, how come she's allowed to be with Harry and not me. I turn around to the girl and see that she's looking at us sympathetically.

"I'll tell you in a minute." Harry whispers in my ear. He must not want the girl to know. "This is Chrissie." He says, changing the subject. He walks to her side and puts his arm around her. Are they together?

I don't know why he's acting as if nothings wrong. He's been dead for months, and now he suddenly shows up with a girl who I assume is his girlfriend. Doesn't he understand how guilty I felt about his death and how much it's affected me.

"Are you together?" I ask. Both of their eyes widen and Harry let's go of Chrissie's waist. I guess they aren't together.

"No. No." They say at the same time. Harry gives me a glare and at that moment I realise that he may actually like her.

I stand awkwardly as I look from Harry to Chrissie. I don't know what to say or do and neither do they. Harry's suppose to be dead and I don't even know Chrissie. This is all so confusing. How is even here and why?

"How are you here?" I ask.

"I'm a ghost Niall. I only came here to check on you." Harry tells me. Why can't he stay here though? I don't want him to leave me again.

"Is Chrissie a ghost too?" I ask. It's very unlikely that she's a ghost as she had to hide from me but how come she and Harry are friends. I've never heard Harry talk about her before.

"No. She's alive." Harry tells me.

"Then how did you two meet?" I ask confused. They couldn't have met whilst Harry was alive. It has to have been whilst he was a ghost.

"After I died, I woke up in Chrissie's school and for some reason she could see me. We've became pretty close friends." Harry tells me. School? How old is Chrissie?

"How old are you?" I ask her.

"16." She says. 16! She younger than I thought. I thought she was about 18 but now I think about it, she doesn't look 18. Harry really doesn't care about age. Harry turns to Chrissie.