I stared out across the water on a tall rock. It jutted out in the ocean from the sand and stood at least ten feet high.
My butt was uncomfortable having sat here for maybe an hour or two, I lost track of how long I was actually up here. All I know is that the moon is farther in the sky then it was when we arrived here. It was more toward the ocean horizon now.
Everything was still dark, though I know it will only be a matter of time before the light will come.
But when will my light come? When will I have the shine on the path that I must now take? Will it lead me to my family? Or Harry?
I heard movement behind me, but I didn't turn around. No one had followed me when I had walked away earlier, no one wanted to pressure me. And I appreciated it. Though I would've loved the comfort, I know I needed to think. But what if I can't decide? What if I'm torn between the two? Will they hate me for not choosing? If I go with one, will the other hate me for it?
I felt the heat of another body sit down directly to my right and when I looked, I was more than surprised to see blonde hair and ocean blue eyes.
"Niall." I greeted, my voice hoarse from not speaking for a while.
"Hey," He smiled softly, his perfect teeth gleaming as his thick accent rang out. I remember hearing it for the first time on TV, then again at the beach when I fought with Chance. "How are you doing?"
"Emotionally, I'm tired. But if you're asking about my choice, I have made no progress." I admit. "I'm surprised you're the one here."
"Yeah, you and I haven't really had time with each other to be friends, but I know when someone needs one. I know I would if I were you." He rubbed his hands on the thighs of his shorts.
"Thank you, Niall." I smile slightly. "I just don't know how to choose between them."
"We all understand that. You've been sitting out here for hours and they all wanted to give you time to think it all over, but when five a.m came along, I thought that maybe you'd like to talk to someone about it. So, here I am. I'll be here if you need it."
Niall and I have never really spoken to each other, actually between him and Louis, I don't know much about these two. Just that they are both funny, hilarious even, and have contagious laughter no matter the occasion.
"Do you have any pros or cons on the two?" I ask. Maybe if I had someones other prospective to see from, it would help me.
"I only would name all the good things and weigh which ones are better."
"Can you help me with that?" I ask.
"Course, I'd love to." He shifted himself on the rocks, making a face while he did so. "Okay, family first: Your dad is finally happy and your mum is back. You can be a complete family with a grandfather as well. Things would be different, better even. They're so happy now, even I can see the difference from when I met your dad; to now. Now Harry: He's the first man you've loved, the first you fell for. You risked everything in your life to be with him and by the looks of it, you know it was worth it."
"All of this was worth it."
"And why is that?"
"Because I'm finally living." I meet his eyes and his face softens, a small smile telling me that I know my answer.
"Evanjaline, I'm not picking sides. But just know that your family is whole with or without you. Every parent must go through giving their child up to the person he or she falls in love with."
"But this person isn't of our kind. Harry is human and thats the hard part. How will I pretend to be normal if I cannot touch water? My secret will not stay as one from the world if I am always on the end of a camera. And that is the scary part because I could go through what I did tonight all over again." I explain. "That is what I am most unsure of. I'm scared of being taken away and not surviving the next time."
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Existence Of Love [Harry Styles Fanfiction/A Mermaid Tale]
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