Thank You, Harry. (60th Chapter)

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Harmony's POV:
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“NOBODY MOVES!” Jack screams, making everyone silence from fear. The police officers jog from the separate corners, standing in front of the stage. Luke, Patrick, and another man pull their guns out, pointing them at the police officers. “Step down of the stage, Mr. Downing.” One officer commands, making Jack laugh like the beast he is.




“I snap my fingers (He clicks his fingers in the air, keeping the gun pointed at Harry) and my fingers snap you.” Screams fill the room, when the three devils shoot the five officers down. Eleanor and Gemma try to pull me outside, but I don’t budge. “No!” I shun their helping hand away, wishing for a miracle to be brought down. I keep looking at Harry, noticing how his eyes are battling with Jack’s. Zayn pushes Luke on the ground, distracting Jack’s eyes while Harry pulls out his gun, and clicks it. “Don’t even think about it.”





Harry warns Jack, who was just about to shoot Zayn. Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn retrieve their guns out of their suites, aiming them in different directions. Zayn, Niall and Liam hold their guns at Patrick, Luke, and the third man; while Louis keeps targeting his pistol at Jack. Now that two guns are surrounding Jack, I feel a little relieved.




“(She whispers) I’m going to sneak outside to call the police squad to come in. We should help as well.” Eleanor informs us secretly, while Gemma and I create a shield with our backs; giving Eleanor the chance to escape without being noticed. She slips out of the door, but once it closes; it creates a loud thud. The sound makes Jack’s head turn to look at my direction, as he points his gun at me. “(He threatens) Would you like to say goodbye to your little girl, Styles?” He clicks the trigger, ready to aim at me at any second.





“(Harry yells) SHUT UP! I’LL SHOOT YOU I SWEAR I WILL! YOU LEAVE HER ALONE!” Jack laughs, even though his nerves are boiling. I blink my eyes, beginning to say my goodbyes to my own life. He will shoot me at any moment right now, this is the last time that I see Harry. “Bye-bye, Miss Lockwood.” Once his words spill out, Jack fires the trigger at me. I feel like my stomach is sliced in half, holding my hands on it. I lift one-shaking hand up, looking at the blood staining my skin.




My eyes begin to close, as I slide down on the ceramic ground. My vision is blacked, while my body begins to dysfunction; one system by the other. My ears were the last thing that kept working vaguely, as I heard more bullets aim in the room. Screams began to turn to whispers in my ears, as my heartbeats slow by each second.




This is it, I am glimpses away from meeting my foster parents, and my true family members. If only I could have said my goodbyes to Harry. I hope I won’t be seeing him soon. I want him to live his life, get married, and grow old. I want him to die naturally, when god decides its his time.




Only then I shall meet him on the gates of judgment. Would I end up in heaven? Or would my life sins carry me to the doors of hell? On either ways, my only wish is to have Harry with me. If we both end up in hell, we would provide comfort for each other, while the flames burn us. And if we end up in paradise, we shall live the life of lights and purity together.






I could hear my heartbeats click slower than before, meeting my nearby end. I lived alone all of my life, no friends, no love, and no care to share with anyone. That was until I met the group of guardians. But the only one that showed me love, was the angel named Harry… if by any chance he might hear me now: Thank you for teaching me the biggest lesson in life Harry. Thank you for making me love you… and thank you for loving me back.

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