My Dark Angel

Prologue

*3 Months Ago*

(Kylee's P.O.V)

"Harry Styles, slow down," I cried, squeezing my boyfriend tighter.  I felt Harry chuckle, and the motorcycle slowed.  I looked up from behind Harry's back, I didn't recognize where we were.  I felt my stomach drop, "Harry..." I whispered.

"It's ok babe, you're safe," he said, stopping the cycle and stepping off.  "I'll be right back," he said, lifting my helmet, kissing my lips gently.

I sat on the bike for what seemed like hours, suddenly a loud bang went off. "HARRY!" I yelled, getting off the bike, throwing my helmet off to the side.  I ran in the direction Harry went, I stopped when I heard voices.

"You shot him! Why the hell did you shoot him?" Someone yelled.  I gasped, Please not Harry, I thought. "He knows too much," another said. "Leave him, he'll die soon enough," I hid in the shadows,  waiting till I heard nothing.

I peeked my head out from my hiding place. "Harry," I whispered.  "Babe," I heard a faint whisper.  I walked around the corner to see Harry spread out on the ground. 

"HARRY," I shouted, running over to him.  I fell to my knees, my hands resting on his stomach.  "Harry what happened, " I said, feeling the blood under my hand.

I took my jacket off and held it to the wound. "Someone, someone...shot me, I don't know who," Harry winced.  "I see this you, but why...that doesn't matter.  It'll be ok," I said pressing my jacket a little harder.  I could feel the tears pouring down my face.

"Babe," I felt Harry's cold hand on top of mine, "Babe look at me," he said weakly.  I opened my eyes, and looked into his green ones.  "I'm ok Angel, it'll be ok," he said, sharing a small smile, "I love you." "I love you more," I whisperd, kissing his lips. I felt Harry take his last breath.

I cried for help after that, my mind and body going into shock.  Someone eventually came for help, but I held on to Harry.  My voice started to go raspy, from all the screaming I was doing.  My eyes sore and red, my mother came to get me and carefully took me away.

I heard my mom tell me it was ok, but all I could see was Harry's dead body under my hands.  His last words echoing through my head.  As my mom drove home, I looked up to the stars, "I love you Harry Styles, " I whispered, closing my eyes.

Authors Note!
Hey everybody...first story here. Yay!!! :)  I really hope you enjoy this.  I would absolutely love your comments on whether you think this story is good or bad.

Btw... if there are any spelling errors..kinda typing of my phone. So I'll try and fix it when I can.

Hope you want to find out what happend next! ;)