Begin Again

"WHAT?!" she yells in disbelief.
"YES!!!!! BUT TRUST ME, AD!!!" I yell. I stay crouched holding the hood of the car every time Niall swerves.
She then steadily tries standing up. Colt swerves crazily, "AHHHH!!!!"
"Harry! Your plan- whatever it is- will kill her and you!!" Niall yells from the wheel.
"Didn't I just say... TRUST ME!!!"
I look towards Addie. She's crouching now holding onto the hood. I look to the gaping hole between us and the two roads. Her brother goes in for another hit in the wall.
"NOW!!!!" I yell.
She jumps. I jump towards her. We're flying through the air.
"HARRY!!!!!" Niall yells.
Addie screaming. I grab her when we meet each other in the air.I take all the weight and shift us so that she's on top of me when we fall onto the other road. We fall down.
"I love you!" I yell.
We then slam through a car driving. What great timing. I hit my head on the windshield...


40. Chapter 38

"Harry, mate you have to pull yourself together." Harry just shakes his head in desperation, taking deep, jagged breaths every time his mouth opens. It was her death anniversary. The day she's been cruelly and unfairly taken from him. "Do you think she'd want to see you like this?" Louis, and the rest of the boys were running out of things to say to him. They just couldn't put some sense into his head. Every year, this happens and it never gets easier.
"It's been 2 years Harry you have to get yourself to move on."

Harry's POV:

It's been two years since Addie's died. Two years... but it seems like a century. The lads keep telling me to move on but... how can I? How can you move on from something like this? She's the only girl my heart belongs to. And when she died, she took my heart with her. But in two years, we've done so many things that I wish she would've seen. And I know she would've been proud.  We've finished our Where We Are world tour. And this Christmas, Zayn and Perrie are getting married after 2 years of being engaged.

Now, we're on break. Which I'm dreading right now. I liked it a lot better when I was busy doing the tour and such.... because then I was too busy to think of Addie, to think of everything that has happened. It took me about a year until I forgave Louis. I mean... I'm not as close with him as we were before but, we're I guess you could say, still friends. I just can't deal with the pain anymore, and I just needed my closest friend to talk to. And it felt great, just letting everything go, saying how I feel and letting my emotions fly free. But the pain still explodes in my chest every year on this day. Her birthday was in two days also. She would've been turning twenty this year. She would've been one of Perrie's brides maids for her wedding coming up. She would've done so many things by now..... but she can't.

"Harry...." it was Liam and Skylar. They had come to visit me at my home. Since the break we've all decided to get our own homes. To move on with our lives. Leaving the place, where Addie once was.

I got up and slowly walked towards the door.

"Hey mate."


"Ugh... Harry, when was the last time you took a shower?" Liam exclaimed.

"Umm.... about a week ago...." I sat down on the couch.

"Look. Go take a shower right now. Alright? Liam and I have something to tell everyone over dinner to night. Come on," Skylar said taking me to the washroom. She left me there, standing at the door. She came back with clothes. Skylar then took my hand and dragged me into the washroom. she placed the clothes on the sink/counter and walked out the door, closing it behind her. I stood there for a few minutes, then turned. I tried opening the door but it wouldn't budge. It wasn't locked at all. What?

"Guys?! Let me out!!!!" I yelled in frustration. They laughed, "This isn't funny!!!!"

"It kind of is, Harold," Liam said between laughs.

"Would you just let me-"

"Once we here the shower running and you've made yourself presentable, then we'll open the door. Just bang on the door when you're done," Skylar giggled. I heard them walk off. I sighed and walked in and took a shower.


Addie's POV:

I was taking a walk, thinking of things. Thinking of life. It was a cold November. This was the day I "died" and I just wanted to think of the things that might have happened if I had stayed. If I found a way for all of us to be together with out anymore of us getting hurt. Which was probably impossible because Colt was practically everywhere.... I thought of Niall... poor Niall. He had told me he loved me, a day before. I loved him too, but as a brother. I just feel guilty. Doing that to him. I wonder how he's doing. I also thought of Liam, but he has Skylar now. I know she'll help him out. And she knows about me. I wonder how she's taking it. Like, do they know? Are they just pretending they don't? Or she's been really good at hiding it. I thought of Perrie and Zayn, I was happy that they, after two years of engagement, are finally getting married this Christmas. I wondered what we'd be doing if I was with them. Would they have gotten married earlier? I'll never know. And last... I thought of Louis and Harry. I know El's been fine. She's still with Louis, and well they have a little toddler now. She's turning one. Her name's Rose. Short for.... Rosaline. When Rose was born, Louis tweeted,

@Louis_Tomlinson: We have a baby girl! Her name is Rosaline Tomlinson. She's named after our amazing friend Addison Rosalinda Rodriguez. Someone very brave and loving. We'll always remember you! #InLovingMemoryofAddie.

I know he feels guilty. He'll take that with him forever.... And I feel guilty. Even though he hurt me. Because I know he loves me.... and I know he regrets everything he had done. When I saw his tweet... I cried. That's when I knew.... he was just pained, scared. Harry had almost died, apparently. And I guess... I would've been like that too. The worst feeling though is Harry. Oh Harry.... how I've missed him. His touch, his voice, his kiss..... the first man I ever fell in love with. But-

"Skar!" someone called. They broke me out of my thoughts.

I turned around. It was Vince. His heavy breath was seen through the crisp air of a cold November day in Sweden. I smiled. I walked over and hugged him, "Hey, love... what's up with you?"

"I saw you when I was on the bus... and... I... stopped them and ran out... I was actually... heading to your place," he said out of breath.

I laughed, "Really what for?"

"It's a surprise.... Happy Birthday, by the way," and he kissed me. I kissed back.

I had forgotten about that. My birthday had been the day I 'died'. Uncle Jack had said it was because that's when the new me was reborn... something like that. He pulled away and smiled. I smiled back, making it seem as if nothing was wrong.

"Thanks, Vince," I said.

"Now come on, I want to bring you somewhere!"

I laughed as he took my hand. We walked for about 15 minutes until we reached the Ice Festival. I smiled. I always wanted to visit the Ice Festival but I never had the time. I always told Vince this. And he just smiled and told me, "One day, you'll go. I promise."

"Happy birthday, sweet heart," he said.

I smiled, "I love this! Thank you! But... I still have to go to work, clean-"

"No... it's your birthday... don't worry about it. I got that covered... come on let's go enjoy!"

I laughed and grabbed his arm. We ran in and toured around. We watched some the Ice sculptures who had entered the three day course, sculpting contest. On the third day at noon, they must be finished. Today was the third day. I remember one of Vince's friends entered the contest. It was 11:55. The sculptures had five minutes left. We walked around. Looking at each sculpture. The bell then rang. And the host started to speak.

"Welcome to the 50th annual Ice Sculpting Contest! We have 6 contestants. Here are your nominees!"

The man read all the names. Then Vincent leaned over to me, "Dex Vanderwall is my friend."

I nodded as the man took us around to visit each and every sculpture. We finally started walking towards the last sculpture. It was Vince's friend, Dex. I walked over to the front, but froze in my position when I saw it. The Ice sculpture was of a man and a woman hugging. Heart's around them, beautiful intertwined and detailed. Then in cursive writing it said, "Skarlet, will you marry me?" My mouth was wide open. Tears of joy slowly slipped from my eyes. I turned to see Vince on one knee, holding up a wedding ring.

"I love you... and I know, we've only been together for almost two years, but.... I just love you and I want to love you for the rest of my life."

I was speechless. I love him... but I also love Harry... but.. I can be WITH him... forever.

"Yes, Vincent. Yes!"

He then gripped me in his arms hugging and twirling around as everyone cheered and awed. I kissed him and when we let go he placed the ring on my finger. It's finally time to move on.


Okay so school has started. I won't be updating that much. I will try but I need to keep my grades up. Also the picture of Vince will be put up in a mumble if you want to know what he looks like :)

Write you Later, Lovely's!




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