Choose (Harry Styles fanfic)

Choose (Harry Styles fanfic)

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Prologue: HARRY'S POV: "Hello?"my raspy voice echoes the whole house "Hi is this is Harry?"a guy spoke. "Yes is everything alright?"I said nervously, oh no this isn't good, i could hear my heartbeat picking up the rate. "Well Mr.styles I'm sorry to inform you that Marie Elizabeth , just had a car crash right next to the airport in Mexico and passed away right at the spot"he said it with sympathy. FLASHBACK: "Promise me you'll never leave me?"I spoke She giggled..what makes you think that I elizabeth, will ever leave you?" I smiled so hard.god my cheeks hurt,I just hugged her hard. FLASHBACK OVER That's the time I lost everything too......
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Hey internet people. So I'll update this story maybe a couple of times a day (because I'm really getting into it.) Give it a vote or even just a read, but I hope you enjoy it, there will be plenty of chapters and maybe even a sequel, we'll see. Here's a sneak preview ------------ “Never leave me, Harry…please.” I begged, my words muffled by my own tears. He shook his head and looked at me. His eyes pleaded, unfathomable words… “Violet. The day I leave you, is the day you order me away, not before, not after.” He declared. He didn’t seem to understand that I would never order him away; I would never give him up. I knew he was the most amazing person; he was one of a kind. He was mine.

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