It was her | h.s

55 ~ Epilogue

Harry Styles

"RAELYNN!" I shout at the top of my lungs as I run as fast as I can over there. I run until I feel myself gasping for air as I hear the wind howling against my ear. It's as if the whole world has just stopped turning as I look over and see her lifeless body on the ground.

There's a note covered in blood resting on top of her body. I pick it up in my trembling hands

Sorry Haz. We had to.
- K, L, L,Z, H

Those fuckers shot her early. She still had half an hour left of her life, or at least she should've done. At this point I just couldn't hold the tears back, I let them fall down my face as I completely break down, this time I don't even try to hide it.

I gently place my hand under her head where the open wound was. I hold her head close to me as I rest my head against hers. I lay a kiss upon her lips, holding onto hope that she'll kiss me back. But there wasn't. I full on sob at this point, why does everyone I love keep being taken away from me. As I shift her closer to me I notice something poking out of the inside pocket of her jacket. It was a folded up piece of paper. I felt rude for snooping but I really wanted to look.

The front of it said

Harry.

It made me cry even harder knowing it was addressed to me. She obviously had to write this in advance. I hold it close to my chest before I open it.

I take a deep breathe in.

Then out.

My hands are shaking as I unravel the folded piece of paper. I could barely make out what it said through my tear filled eyes. I wipe them with the sleeves of my jacket as I read:

Hey Harry, it's Raelynn which you probably already know

I'm currently crying as I write you this letter because it's been so hard for me to comprehend how I feel. I'm under really weird circumstances in which involve you being a leader of some sort of gang. I have no idea how long I have left to live so do you know what, I'm not mad.

If anything I'm blessed. I'm blessed that I eventually got to see a new side to you. A side of you that held so much potential and light. A side that made me feel good about myself every damn day.

When I first met you I thought you were an absolute dick for how you treated me. But it all makes sense now.

Harry, I want to thank you. I want to thank you for giving me the best experiences of my life, some good, some bad. Either way I'll treasure them all forever, even if it is in the after life. The way you're eyes spoke more words than your mouth ever could when you thought about something you loved, the way you're dimples pop in each side of your cheek when you smile, the way your eyes remain green in any kind of light that could always lead me out of the darkness, the way you got shy talking about stuff you loved, the way you remained so strong after what happened to your mum and brother.

I want to thank you for all the places you took me, the ride on your motorcycle was such a thrill, the park you took me too that you had to carry me on your back for (sorry if I was heavy still, you said I wasn't but I don't buy it,) the way you made me wait until I could see the city lights switch on, the first time you told me i was pretty, the shopping places you took me which I can't thank you enough for, the first time we actually bonded in the coffee shop, the first time we held hands, the first time we kissed (although the second time in the rain was my favourite haha) to the race we had with Haley and Ni. Tell them to get together already! To the beautiful song you sang for me infront of everyone. I can't thank you enough for all of it. You deserve the world and more mr Harry Styles, because you gave me mine. Although my time on this earth was cut short, it wasn't short of fun, laughter, excitement, tears, adventure and most importantly