Lost and Found (One Direction)

Chapter 1

*Belle's POV*

I scanned over the poster board covered with pictures of Harry and I and couldn't help but smile to myself as every picture brought back another priceless memory. But there was one, in particular, picture that had managed to catch my eye. A small smile played at my lips as the picture brought back the memory of Harry asking me to be his girlfriend in the most peculiar way..

"You're in love with that new camera of yours aren't you Tiffy?" I asked my sister as I noticed her snapping a picture of everything in sight.

"It makes the walk home from school ten times more interesting," She replied as she snapped a candid photo of me.

I jumped back as the flash went off in my face, "You better delete that horrid picture right now!" I hissed, blinking my eyes constantly to try to get my vision back.

I continued to walk even though I was semi-blinded by the flash. I soon came to an abrupt halt as I crashing into he back of my sister who suddenly stopped in her own tracks.

"What the hell, Ti-" i started to say but stopped as soon as I looked at her face which appeared to be white as snow, "Are you okay? You look like you've just seen a ghost or something.."

Tiffany seemed to be too stunned to reply, so instead her just pointed over to the side where she constantly stared at. I followed her gaze that lead over to our house, only what I saw wasn't our normal looking house. There was caution tape wrapped around the whole front year but the strange thing is there weren't any cops around and it didn't look like any sort of crime scene.

"What do you think happened?" Tiff finally spoke up from her trance.

"I - I don't know," I trembled, my voice shaking from fright, "But let's find out."

I forced my legs to walk closer to the house, Tiffany following behind as she snapped a few pictures here and there. As we got closer, I noticed puddles of something red on the floor and a drawing of an outlined body on the driveway with a real body lying helplessly in it. Blood... body... oh no...

Tiffany happened to see it to as she stopped mid-step, "Is that - "

"Harry!" I called out, running over to my best friend's helpless body lying on the ground.

I kneeled down next to him and put my ear close to his nose.

"He's still breathing, Tiff!"

"He might be unconscious or something.. try waking him up!"

I nodded my head and began to roughly shake his shoulders back and forth, "Harry! Harry please wake up! Please!" I begged, the tears beginning to fall from my eyes.

"It's not working Tiff! Do something!" I cried.

"Wait! Belle, look over there. What's that?" She said, pointing over to Harry's hand where a piece of paper layed inside.

"Read it loud," She ordered as I took the paper in my hands.

I nodded and started to read the note, my voice cracking in between sobs.

"My Belle,

I've committed a crime of not asking you this before and now I'm slowly dying just knowing that you're not mine. The only way to save me is to turn the paper over and say 'yes'."