Haunted

HAUNTED.

*่ "10 minutes guys!" The stage manager yells.

I turn around to see El and Louis, Danielle and Liam, and Zayn and Perrie all hugging each other, Niall with his pre-show plate of food. And then there's me.

I take out the picture of Anna I always keep in the back pocket of my jeans. Seeing her face before a concert, especially one as important as this one, always eases my nerves. And since she couldn't be at the biggest concert of my life so far, a picture was the next best thing.

"Harry, you have a call." Said Paul

"Do I have to take it? There's only 3 more minutes until the show starts" I asked.

"You don't have to. But I would. It's Anna's parents, they seemed like it was important."

"Hello?" I said grabbing the phone from Paul. Instantly I could tell something was wrong.

"Harry... Anna has... car crash... didn't... Make it. " Was all I could make out through Anna's mums sobs.

"Who didn't make it!?" I yelled, through my own tears.

"Anna, Harry, Anna... she didn't make it."

*่ "10 seconds! 10 more seconds until you have to be on stage! Get over there Harry!"

I collapse to the floor, did they not see me crying? Or did they just not care.

I see feet right in front of me. A red pair of TOMS.

I look up, "she's dead Lou. Anna is dead. There was a car crash. Something about the girl she was with was texting and driving. SHE'S DEAD LOU!"

"Harry you need to get on stage. Those girls out there are going crazy."

"You'll have to have Zayn, Liam, and Niall go out there alone. I'm not leaving Harry like this, and god knows he can't go out there." I hear Louis whisper. "They know all the songs. Give them my solos, give them Harry's. We just can't go out there. Tell the fans we're sorry." He turns back around and pulls me up off the floor. "Come on Harry, lets go." We walk back to the tour buses behind the arena.

"I have to go back to London Louis I can't stay here", I look up at him, blurry through my tears, "I'll leave tonight."

"Do whatever you need to do." He sits down beside me on the sofa. "It's gonna hurt for a long time, losing someone you love so suddenly, but it'll get better over time. I promise."

*่ *One Day Later*

"Keep calm. Act like you have it together. Don't let them see you break down." I think to myself as I knock on Anna's parents door.

"Harry... we weren't expecting you so soon." Said Patricia, her mom, opening the door. "I left last night from America and got in around 6 this morning. I went home, showered, took a nap, and came straight here. How are you and John?" She rushes forward and buries her head into my neck.

"We're miserable Harry. Our only child is dead. She's gone, never coming back. Ever." She looks up at me sobbing. "How are YOU Harry?"

"I'm broken. Just like you are. We will get through this and be whole again some day though. Can I go to her room?"

"Yeah, yes of course. You know where it is."

As I walk up the stairs I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. I walk past John and Patricia's room to see John sitting at the end of their bed, his face in his hands, sobbing. Which made the tears that were forming in my eyes, stream down my face.

*่ I sit down on her bed and look around. I never noticed how clean she kept it. Nothing that wasn't supposed to be, was laying on the floor. Nothing was out of place. Every thing was perfect, just like she was. I walk over to her table beside her bed. There was a picture of us in a frame that's said "forever & always" We were standing on my parents balcony kissing. It was taken a year ago, 6 or 7 months after we started dating. I just sat there holding it. Staring at it.

After a few minutes I get up and walk out to her balcony. It's beautiful out here. I started to remember all of the things we talked about out here. Her fighting with her parents, problems at school, her friends. I look up at the sky.

"I wish you were here, Anna. But you're not. You're up there. And up there has no idea how lucky it is."

"Harry?"

I jumped a little bit.

"Harry, are you okay?"

It was John. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to go now. I need to call my Mum."

"Don't forget, the service is on Friday."

"I wouldn't forget that. I'll see you then."

*่ *3 days later*

There must have been over 300 people there. It was the most beautiful funeral service I had ever been to. I had cried through the whole thing though. And all of the sympathetic looks from everyone were only making it worse. After it was over and everyone was leaving I hid out behind another persons grave for a while. I didn't want anyone to come over and talk to me. Especially not any reporters, or paparazzi. They've been hounding me all week. I just couldn't take it anymore. None of the boys could make it. They were still in America. Tomorrow is the day the day they were coming back and oh how I was looking forward to it. Hanging out with them was always fun.

"Harry, what are you doing hiding behind this grave?"

I look up to see 8 year old Beth. Her eyes droopy and bloodshot.

Her sisters death was effecting her just as bad as everyone else.

"I'm hiding from all of them." I say pointing at the people with the cameras.

"Can I join you?" She asked me, sitting down.

"I don't see why not." I give her a faint smile.

"I really miss her Harry."

"Me to, Beth."

*่ *1 year later*

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1"

I run out on the stage, in front of thousands of screaming fans. "Hello everybody!" I hear Liam yell. Then the music starts and he starts to sing.

"You're insecure, don't know what for..."

I look around, Niall jumping around the stage, Zayn doing something with his hair, and then I look into the crowd smile, and join the rest of the boys at the center of the stage.

"You don't know-oh-oh, you don't know your beautiful" we all sing.

"Sing it with us guys!" Louis yells to the crowd.

"Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na Na" We all start to clap our hands and sing.

"Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Na Na Na Na Na Na"

I start to sing my solo.

"Baby you light up my world like nobody else, The way that you flip your hair gets me over-" but then I see her. I see Anna. Wearing the same outfit she was wearing the day of the crash. The day she died. I drop my mic, and look over at the others. "I'm sorry" I mouth to them right before I run back stage.

"Harry! What are you doing? Get back out there!" Yelled the stage manager.

I see Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall walking over to me. I look up at them from where I was sitting on the couch.

"I saw her. I saw Anna."

*end of part 1*