I never imagined I'd be lying here, in this cold hard bed, waiting to die with so many regrets. I'm so selfish; I did this to help him, not me, and yet here I am wishing I could take it all back. Wishing that, just for a moment, I could be happy again. The kind of happy that he made me. He's the only one who can fix what's broken inside of me now...but there's just not enough time.

I look into the blue eyes of my best friend and it feels like staring down a stranger. They are familiar and foreign all in the same moment, glossy and pleading. The dimly lit street allows only enough light to cast glimmers on our faces and subtle shadows on the ground. It's raining but I've hardly noticed; all I see is him. "Megan please don't go," he says desperately. "I-I'm sorry." A tear falls steadily down my cheek. I don't want to go but I have to be strong for myself. I run forward and wrap my arms around him in a hug. "I love you Niall," I say near his ear, "I just don't like the person you've become." I hold back a sob, "When my best friend comes back tell him to find me." I don't say another word I just go, leaving him all alone in the dark street...

I think it's unhealthy to have someone cause this much pain and sadness when all you do is love them with everything you have. All rights reserved to Paleharold © Copyright of 2015 Summer

Maggie Farr is your typical nerd, she's not into partying, and doesn't have many friends, her golden blonde locks are pushed back in a ponytail, and her peircing blue eyes never have a smudge of make up on them. Her homework is always done on time, she's the perfect student the perfect daughter, she seems to be well, perfect, until Harry Styles comes along. Harry Styles is your class A punk rocker, with his tattooed arms, and pierced body, he's mysterious, and different causing the schools most popular girl to take an interest along with the rest of the female population. He's the boy you don't want your parents to know about, the one you sneak in your bedroom late at nights. He's the bad boy that always has attention on him. Why would Harry move to Kansas, a boring state in the middle of the US, is there something hidden in his past, or was it a simple answer that makes Maggie's assumptions look silly? When their two lives get mixed together they start to fall, and fall hard but it all seems to good, it doesn't seem real, because this love is forbidden.

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.