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one hundred seventeen

harry was emotional, heavily overwhelmed with emotion. he had never felt this way in his entire life, not even when he went through a hard time in high school with the slut rumors going around about him and the bullying. this was much worse, unbearable almost. the moment they all sat down to explain this whole situation to gemma in a way she would understand, he knew it wouldn't be a good talk.

from the beginning, everything was tense. gemma came in like a hurricane, already in a bad mood and angry. harry didn't even know where to begin telling her anything. from the very start of meeting zayn? the moment he found out about zayn's secret? or maybe when harry was literally dragged to hell and nearly died? definitely, not the part where he has to break the news to her about their mother.

he just didn't know how to form words, he was speechless and terrified. in result, zayn spoke for him, as he felt it was his job to do anyway. this was part of his world, the reason for everything happening now and no one could explain it better than he could. harry certainly didn't exactly understand everything happening. and, it broke his heart to see his sister's face as words left zayn's mouth, trying to tell her about it.

he started to feel sicker and sicker as the worst part neared closer to being revealed. his heart is aching in his chest, though it was barely beating, it still pained him. he lost someone near and dear to him, he lost all his energy last night from crying and it was building up again ready to burst. he doesn't know if he can bare hearing this again.

"i feel like i'm being punkd." gemma says as she stares at zayn suspiciously. she sat there listening to him go on and on about how he was some sort of mythical creature, and how everything played out, that eventually lead to harry being brutally attacked, explaining the reason for his absence. and it just wasn't sitting well with her. she didn't understand. was her little brother dating a psycho who believes in fairytales or some shit? gemma couldn't believe this.

"you're not, look, i know it's a lot to take in, but there's something else you need to know." zayn says. harry gulps, clutching zayn's arm harshly. zayn pats his knee, keeping his hand firm there. "about your mother."

"what about her? do you have something to do with her going missing as well?" gemma says. zayn sighs.

"i guess you can blame me. i didn't do my job, and with that came consequences. i deeply apologize for all the things i've caused. i will take full blame, for the loss of your mother." zayn replies. gemma frowns.

"what do you mean loss? harry, what does he mean?" gemma asked, alarmingly. harry bites his lip harshly eyes watering, as zayn looks down. gemma stands up. "tell me." gemma demands, her heart racing. harry sniffles, looking at gemma with red eyes.

"g-gemma, mum- mum's, she's dead." harry manages to get out, before he throws his hands over his face, bursting into tears. gemma is frozen, as he stares at harry in shock and disbelief. she starts to tremble.

"y-you're lying, tell me you're lying." gemma says.

"i'm sorry." zayn says. gemma glares at him angrily, trying to hold in her tears. she couldn't believe this until she saw it with her own eyes. she refused to believe her mother is dead.

"where is she? tell me where she is!" gemma demands. zayn bites his lip, holding onto harry who's crying against his shoulder.

"she's in my guest room... i've been reserving her body so that she doesn't decompose. i didn't want to dispose of her... i wanted you guys to be able to decide what you want to do with her." zayn says softly. gemma's eyes widen.

"s-show me." gemma whispers. zayn nods. he helps harry up, wrapping an arm around him to keep him standing. as he lead them up to the room, zayn started to sick feel. he couldn't believe he was going to lead them into a room where their deceased mother lie. this was the first time harry would see her. he hadn't seen her since breaking the news last night, because harry was so distraught. he could only imagine how he would be after he would see her.

and as he reaches the room, he hesitantly reached for the door, opening it slowly, to reveal anne laying on the bed, a sheet pulled up slightly up to her chest. she's pale, but her skin is flawless and still in tact. the room is cold as they enter. harry trembles as he reluctantly brings himself to lift his head and look up. he freezes when his eyes land upon her, a pang in his chest. a whole new set of tears and a wave of nausea strikes him, as he brings his hands to his mouth. gemma releases a sound from he throat, mixture of a gasp and a sob.

her hand is over her mouth and her eyes are wide. she's devastated, shocked, sad, angry, every emotion flying through her at once, and suddenly everything starts to spin and it makes her dizzy. next thing they know, she's getting weak in her knees and as she begins to faint, zayn rushes over to catch her. she's passed out in his arms by that time, and harry's heart broken again. zayn looks at harry, sadly.

"i'll take her to my room, you can stay here...if you like." zayn speaks softly. harry couldn't even manage a nod. he just walks past him and carefully sits down next to his mother on the bed. zayn watches as he lightly grazes her cheek, as he stares down at her. before he breaks down again and starts crying again, his heart shattered. zayn quietly leaves the room with gemma, unable to continue watching all the pain he's caused.

harry falls asleep again crying, next to his mum.

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ok this chapter sucks 😥😥 im not happy about how i wrote it, but i hope you can enjoy it. please comment xx

also, i was thinking about ending this book in a couple chapters and making a sequel...that would continue this book and focuses on zayn teaching harry learning to live with his immortality and zayn getting revenge on louis (his brother)

how's that sound?

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