The Sexton House - Harry Styles * COMPLETED*

19.

When I open the door and my eyes land on the floor, I almost have a heart-attack. Maddison is laying on the hard wood with blood smeared on her face. I run over to her, kneeling down beside her.

"Maddy! Oh my God, what happened?" I try shaking her a bit, trying to get her attention, but she doesn't respond.

I look around the room, trying to figure out what could have caused this, but nothing seems to catch my eye.

"Madison, can you hear me?" I say, hoping she can. After a minute her eyes start to flutter open.

"H-Harry." she looks around frantically after she realizes where she is.

"Hey, it's okay, calm down." She starts shaking her head, before her eyes scan the room.

"No, no, no!" She screams, trying to get up.

"No, Madison you need to sit here, you're hurt." I tell her, but she stills tries to fight me.

She grabs me by the face before saying, "She's upstairs, I saw her." the blood drains from my face. "Sh-she's crazy!" I look up towards the stairs, noticing the door is cracked opened. I get up, walking over towards the staircase,

"Harry, don't," Maddy says.

I turn to her and say, "Stay here." I slowly walk up the stairs, making sure not to make much noise. I don't know why Madison went up here, what was she thinking? What was Anna thinking?

The door creaks when I open it, but I try to ignore the eerie sound. Thankfully it's still daylight out, so coming up here isn't so bad. I scan the room, keeping my eyes peeled for any signs of Anna. I'm honestly pissed that she would do something like this. I know she's probably delusional and all, but still.

"Is she dead?" A voice utters. I turn around to find the voice coming from Anna, standing in the corner with her head directed towards the window.

"Was that your plan? To murder her while I'm gone?" I start to raise my voice, balling my fist up. I'm not scared of her anymore, even if she did just hurt Maddison.

"She was the one to come up here. She asked for it," Anna hisses back. I can't believe it, she actually did do it. I was hoping Maddison was just lying or just thought she did, I didn't actually expect it to be true.

"What did she ever do to you?" I wonder, knowing she did nothing.

"She came up here. This is my room," she speaks. I can't believe I'm standing in my guest bedroom arguing with a ghost. It's insane.

"Well, I'm up here?" I argue back, taking a step closer to her. She looks up at me, the window cascading a shadow over her face as the wind picks up outside and the branches hit the side of the house.

"You're different." She whispers. Her eyes find mine for a moment before she looks away. "You need to go, the storm is letting up." The sun starts to peek through the tower window, signalling that the storm is almost over with. I'm shocked as to why she said that, what did she mean?

Right as I'm about to ask, she looks my way, saying, "Goodbye, Harry." With that, she starts to slowly fade away, before she completely disappears. I stand there, dumbfounded, with my mouth hanging open.

"What the-"

"Harry, be careful." I hear Maddison yell from the stairs. I turn around and head back towards the staircase, almost having forgotten about her for a second. "There you are!" She tries to get up, but I tell her no, before she hurts herself even more.

"What exactly did she do to you?"

"She threw something at me." She hisses, thinking back on the memory.

"Then why did I find you at the bottom of the stairs?"

"The bitch must have pushed me." She turns her nose up and gets off of the ground. I help her up before she stumbles and falls. "I swear if this leaves a scar I'm going to sue!" She screeches when she sees the nice size cut on her forehead. If only she knew Anna was a ghost.

"Who was that girl anyways? And why the hell was she in your house? Oh my God, you're sleeping with her aren't you?!" I'm guessing the old Maddison is back. The one who turns into a total bitch when she's mad.

"Maddison, it's complicated, don't worry about it." I try to convince her.

"So you're sleeping with her? Don't lie to me, Harry." She glares at me from a few feet away. I can already see her plotting my death now, and when I say 'plotting my death', I mean literally plotting my death.

"Madison, I am not sleeping with her.," I grab her by the face and say.

"Then who the hell is she? Huh?" She gets up into my face, waving her hands around, and for a second I don't even know this person. We never fight. I have seen her argue with plenty of people, but never me.

"Maybe you should leave," I whisper, cutting her off mid-yell.

"What did you just say?" The house goes silent as she continues to glare at me. I can see the horns forming on the top of her head, along with a pitch fork in her hand. I laugh internally.

"I think you heard me..." I trail off. I feel bad, I really do, but she has no right questioning when clearly I don't even know the answer.

"Go to hell," she spits, then storms out of the house, leaving her belongings.

In an odd way, I'm glad she's gone. I feel like she was only using me to get over her ex, but now that she is gone I have Anna to deal with on my own.

This is going to be interesting.

EDITOR: @directioneremo
WHOEVER LEAVES ME THE SWEETEST COMMENT GETS A DEDICATION!
That was a long wait I know! I'm so sorry too.

I legit cannot wait to write the next chapter... Possibly in Anna's POV!

Dedicated to: @wonderlarry_ for best comment!

I will try to update soon! I really want to start prewriting a story for later in the year. That's freakin exciting if you ask me!

Peace out- Andrea