Over Again

Harry Styles, a member of the most hottest boy band in the world, one direction, has been dating Summer Clark. She is everything to him. Their relationship has gone on for a year without fail. Nothing could tear them apart. Nothing. Until after an accident which killed Summer. Harry is heart broken. He was just about to give up until he met someone who looks exactly like Summer.. Could it be? Is it her? Was this another chance for Harry to fall in love with her Over Again?


7. One Goodbye, One Hello

Harry's POV

"Harry, mate. You need to get out of bed! Why do I have to call you every morning?!" I heard Zayn yelling behind my bedroom door. I was a wreck ever since Summer died; drinking every night when I'm not supposed to, clubbing, missing rehearsals, staying in our apartment, sleeping till whatever time I feel like.. I was absolutely a total wreck!

"Go away Zayn!" I yelled back going under the covers. I didn't feel like doing anything at all today.

"I'm not going away! Summer's funerals today. And you don't want to miss that well you do!" Summer's funeral? Was that today? 

"I thought it's next week or something?!" I started to groan.

"Today is next week you ninny.." The time doesn't matter to me. I don't even know what today's date is. I just want to world to freeze so I could be by myself. 

"Well it's not till like 4!"

"Yeah, I know but it's like.." he paused for a bit "2:48" I shot right up. 2:48 already? It feels like 8 in the morning. I told Zayn that I'm up and I'm going to get ready. Finally he left. I walked to the bathroom, slowly and zombie like. I was just so tired. What time did I came home last night? I was at some club. It was called.. something. I forgot. I looked at the mirror and realised I had a red lipstick mark o my cheek. Guess some girl kissed me when I was probably drunk. I felt uncomfortable and immediately washed it off because the only girl I want to be kissing me is Summer. After that, I showered because I forgot to last night. I smelt like beer and other liquors. When I'm finally done showering, I got dressed into come casual clothing. A white tee, jeans, and my green beanie. I went outside and saw the boys in the living room.

"Ey, look who is finally awake." Louis joked. I smiled and when to sit on the couch next to Niall. He was eating a bowl of cereal. I slumped down. I asked them what we'll be doing for the next hour.

"Well everything is all prepared. The preist was already called, the flowers were all ordered and decorated with Summer's favourites, um.." Zayn was thinking of what he had missed. "oh and the after event where some people say their last goodbyes. We, and her closest friends and family will be the one who says it at her.. um.. grave." I sighed.

"That sounds pretty good to me. Thanks mates. You have done a lot for me and I don't know how to repay any of you." 

"You're already repaying us Harry" Niall said.

"Yeah. Without you, there'll be no One Direction! You practically sing most of the leads." Liam said. I didn't say anything because I knew they were right. Not that I'm bragging how well I sing but it's not the same. There were a short silence until I asked do we want to get some star bucks before the whole Summer Event thing. We all agreed and left shortly after. When we reached the lobby, we could hear a bunch of screaming fans. I all of a sudden never seem to interact with them anymore. I guess I'm still very upset about Summer's death. We walked out and the rest of the boys stopped for a bit while I walked towards to car without speaking to any of them. It's not that I hate them or anything. I love my fans. It was a struggle getting to the car. I heard people saying "What's up with Harry?" and "I'm/We're so sorry about Summer!". I loved how they love her. She now don't get as much hate as she did when we first started dating. Our fans didn't trust her yet. I was obviously the first one to reach the car since I didn't stop for autographs and photographs. We drove to the nearest Starbucks with some fans still following. Luckily a couple policemen stopped them. We finally arrived and we stood in line to order our drinks. Some fans spotted us but they left us alone. Others begged us to follow them on twitter and have autographs and pictures. We didn't want to be rude so the boys gave them what they wanted  anyways just to be nice. After we ordered our drinks, we sat down at the largest seating area. I didn't feel like anything fancy so I ordered Ice Passion Tea with Lemonade. It was always Summer's favourite drink since lemonade reminds her of the season Summer. It makes it ironic how her name is the same as the season "Summer".

"Guys, I just gotta thank you so much for everything. The funeral. Thank you." I thanked them.

"We told you, you don't have to. We want to Harry." Zayn said. We started to have this conversations where I keep saying thank you and they keep saying I don't have to. It then turned into normal guy talks about stuff about things. It helped a bit, but everything still revolved around her. We talked and talk until it was around half an hour before the funeral starts. We headed home so we could get ready. I quickly showered and got into the tux I wore on our anniversary date. The day she said yes so my proposal. I started to tear up but I quickly wiped it away and sniffed the slightly runny nose I got from crying a bit. I walked out of the room with my hands in my pockets. The boys were waiting for me. We left right after. It was about a 20 minute drive. When we arrived, everything were already arranged; just like the boys had planned and said. The flowers were sorted beautifully. The car stopped and and someone opened the door for us. We all got out and I fixed my suit since it was a long sit. I walked around and the place was private ground. The rest of the graves were far away. The location was so peaceful and quiet. It was also a beautiful day. We were the first ones to arrive. After awhile, more and more of the guests came. The sad part was that none of her family was able to come since both her parents passed away in a car accident when she was very young. Much luck do they have. She was also the only child and her parents were not welcomed by her other relatives. Only a few of her closest friends from her high school, and the people she knew from us came. Simon was also able to come. He adored her and didn't mind whether she might be a distraction to me or not. A half hour had passed and everyone was here. We then got into position to start. The priest began to see the words in the book he held in his hand. The boys and I were the closest. I started to cry but I wiped it away. Louis saw the tears so he patted my back. Now it was time to say our goodbyes. Liam went first, then Niall, Louis, Zayn, and me. I slowly walked up to her coffin.

"Summer," I began with my hands in my pockets. "I have always loved you. I remember the first time we met when you accidentally spilt your drink on me." I began to giggle but cry at the same time. "Last week, I asked you to marry me, and you said yes. I already had a wedding planned out, but that all had to be canceled." I started to cry even more. I pulled out a paper from my pocket. It was the vow I was supposed to say to her. "And this in my hand, was the vow I made. I was supposed to say this to you. But now, I'm going to read it out," I sniffed. I could feel teardrops dropping from my chin. I didn't care if everyone saw me crying. It felt like there were only me and her right here. "Summer Roseline Clark, I vow to fiercely love with all my heart, to kiss you every morning, and every night. And from this day on, you'll be my everything, my life, my soul. You'll be more important to me than anything else in the world. To me, you are the music in my life. I vow, to give you all that you need and more, to make time for you, even if it causes Simon to get mad at me." I laughed again, but the pain still hurts. The tears got more intense but I managed to hold it in pretty well. "Summer, I vow, to never, let you go." At this point, I broke down crying and knelt to the ground. I slowly lifted up my hand and grabbed a handful of dirt. I held it over her grave and mouthed I Love You to her. After that, I release the dirt which fell ever so slowly in my head. The boys came up to me and helped me up. After that, I told them I wanted to go home. As I requested, they listened and took me right back to the apartment Summer and I shared. I immediately went to the bed and pulled out my phone. I called her number even though I know she's not gonna pick up. It went to her voicemail. "Hey, Summer here. Sorry I wasn't able to pick up. Anyway, do what you gotta do after the beep. Bye" I bawled. I kept calling her phone again and again just to hear her voice; her soft, beautiful, voice. I wasted my time crying for hours. At this time, it was 7. I decided that I needed a drink. I changed into appropriate clothing to go clubbing. I drove there by myself without letting the boys know. I know for sure they're not gonna let me. I turned on the radio to the best radio station. At lease that's what Summer thinks.

"You're listening to radio 97.5. Playing the songs that makes you feel great." the entry said. "What's happening radio listeners, tonight is going to be music tracks from famous movies. Our first song for tonight is A Thousand Years by Christina Perrie. And this song is from the twilight saga: Breaking Dawn Part 2." The music started playing. This was the song. The song that was on during the accident. This was one of her favourite song.

Heart beats fast

Colors and promises

How to be brave

How can I love when I'm afraid

Tears started to drip down my cheeks and to my chin. I banged the steering wheel with my fist several times in anger. This was all my fault. She died because of me! Me, me me! I started to speed and didn't car if I was going to get a ticket. This made the journey to the club much fast. As I got out of the car, I slammed it shut which made some people look at me.

"Hey look! That's Harry Styles!" After that, screaming girls started to crowd me. I ignored them. The bouncers then immediately came to back them away and escorted me to the extrance, cutting infront of everyone. The music was loud and alive. The lights were crazy and the people were wild. I headed straight to the bar. That's all I wanted to do. Drink. I order some shots and the bartender asked me for my ID. In America, I wasn't legal get to drink. I gave him a hundred. He took it without even thinking twice and went on to make me my shots. I ordered like 5. I looked back at all those people dancing. Most of them were dirty dancing. Like grinding and stuff. 

"Sir," I turned back to the bar. My shots were here. I took one glass, and took a long look at it before jugging it down. I quickly drank it. That's some bloody, good stuff. I took the rest, one bye one. I finished my five, and ordered more. I drank and drank until my head went woozy. I had at lease 10. One girl came up behind me.

"Hey hot stuff.." I could tell she was drunk. "wanna dance?" With my eyes barely opened, I followed her as she pulled my arm. We went to the middle of the dance floor, right under the disco globe. We danced and danced. I felt better. I don't think she realises that I'm Harry Styles wither because it was too dark or she was too drunk to even think. All a sudden, she started to kiss me. Flashbacks from that night came flooding back. I saw it happened over again. I saw everything. Her, the car, and the lights. I pushed her away from me and wiped my mouth clean with the back of my hand. People started staring a for a bit until I ran. I ran to the exit. I need some air. I pushed opened the back door. I started to walked down the ally way. It was dark and gloomy. It also reeked from the garbages. I got to the exit point of the ally. The air was cold, but I guess I was too drunk to realise it. I could tell I was cold from the goosebumps on my arms. I walked along the sidewalk with my hands in my pocket. I started to feel better and less drunk. The place all silent until I heard a scream. It was around the next ally. I ran towards it. As I got closer, I heard her again along with 2 other men. They were trying to keep her quiet. I heard them harassing her. She begged them to leave her alone.

"Hey!" I screamed. They looked back. She was on the floor, again the wall with her head bent down. 

"Hey that's Harry Styles!" one of them said. He had a bit a weight whereas the other one was a bit taller and skinner. Both of them were wearing tight beanies. 

"Yeah! He always have those body guards! Run!" They ran away quite quickly. What cowards. I was about to call the police on them when I remembered the girl. I ran up towards.

"Hey.. It's alright now" I calmed her. She was really scared. I could tell. Her body was shivering. I wrapped my arms around her. "Hey, what's your name? It's all right now. I won't hurt you." She slowly but still quivering, looked up at me. I went into shock. The brown eyes, the shaped eyebrows, the wavy brown hair. I hesitated to speak.



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