Let Me In(Harry Styles)

The mysterious boy Harry moves in next to August, a girl who has to deal with her parents' divorce and being bullied. August develops a special bond with her strange neighbor, but when the small town they live in is startled by a series of brutal murders ever since Harry moved into the flat, it seems he's more involved with them than August thinks. "Innocence dies, Harry doesn't."



23. Chapter 21: The game ''Pain or Die''

/I woke up when I felt several cold things hitting my skin and
immediately turning into a liquid. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up as
I looked into my room. Once my eyesight wasn't a blur anymore, I frowned
my eyebrows as I watched the snow fall down in my bedroom. I followed a
snowflake falling down and held my hands under it until it reached my
skin and melted. I then looked up, curious of where they came from. /

/Expecting by seeing the ceiling of my bedroom, I was surprised by the
dark starrysky with the moon. My mouth opened itself, but no word came
out. Then, I looked in front of me and saw I wasn't in my bedroom
anymore, but my bed was standing on the playground which was surrounded
by all the flatbuildings. /

/Kicking my legs out of my bed, I saw I was only wearing my pj shorts
and a T-Shirt. Once my feet touched the snow, I felt the goosebumps on
every bodypart where skin was. I bit my lip as I stood up and tried to
ignore the cold of the snow. I then looked around, but saw absolutely no
one. /

/Suddenly, I was pushed onto the bed with my arms above my head and my
legs spread wide open. I tried to move, but found out my ankles and
wrist were tied up. I screamed on top of my lungs but soon found out
anything but noises. A face suddenly floated while not moving above my
head and I could taste a familiar scent, but couldn't make out what it
was, only that it was disguisting. In a flash, everything but the eyes
were clearer and the weird thing was, they were golden. Somewhere in my
head, I knew who it was, I knew it was familiar, but I couldn't make it
up and started to freak out as the eyes looked piercely in mine. /

/Just when I opened my mouth, the head was away in a blur and I looked
to the left and right to see where it had gone, still tied to the bed,
but never saw anyone./

“/August.” I heard a familiar voice, but yet again I couldn't find out
to which or what it belonged. I opened my mouth, but suddenly felt two
hands cupping my face from behind me. They were extremely cold and the
fingers touched my jawline as the palm rested on my temples. As they
started to stroke my face, I froze but inside started to freak out. /

“/W-what are you g-going to d-do with me, who are you?” I whispered as I
stuttered, looking straight into the moonlight as the snowflakes
continued to fall down onto me. /

“/I already did it to you babe.” A raspy voice said causing me to
shiver. I kept trying to recognize the voice, but it wouldn't pop into
my head./

“/You know who I am.” The voice then said and I could tell it was a
manly voice because it was deep and husky. “Just look down and you'll
see the answer to both your question.” I did as he said and with a
hitching breath, I looked down to my body. Once I saw it, my eyes
widened and my braeth was caught in my throat. /

/My shirt was ripped open and many bite prints were on my stomach and
chest, both covered with blood which was also still going out of the
wounds. I grasped for air, but never caught it. I then suddenly noticed
two bare legs standing in front of the footboard of the bed. Slowly, my
eyes moved towards it and I followed the legs until I reached his
stomach. I then continued with following it down his stomach, down his
chest, neck, lips, nose, until I reached his eyes. Once the golden eyes
met mine, I finally got enough strength to let my vocal cords vibrate
and I screamed all the air out of my lungs, wanting nothing else than to
die already./


As I screamed on the top of my lungs, I sat up and hugged my duvet tight
while panting heavily. Looking around, I saw I was in my room, in my
bed, no snow was falling and it all was familiar again. I quickly kicked
my legs out of the bed and stood up. As I walked over to the windowsill,
I felt numb. This dream, I knew exactly who it was who was standing in
front of the footboard of my bed in my dream. Was this a warning? What
was this? I sat down on the windowsill and put my legs up and hugged
them tight.

I missed him. I really did. I could still see his silhouette in the time
I closed my eyes. I could still feel his touch on my skin. I could still
hear his voice, even in my sleep. How much I always hated his frown
eyebrows, I now missed them. I missed his bright green eyes staring into
mine, I missed everything about him, sometimes even his vampire-being. I
never knew missing someone was this hard, and I think that's because I
never had had someone so close to me.

After what happened, I cried in front of the front door until my tears
had gone. The door never opened, so I went back into my apartment and
stayed there. After one day, someone knocked on the door asking me if I
wanted to go and live with my dad. I said I never wanted to see him
again, and I wasn't lying when I said that. He said I couldn't live
alone and said he would give me a week until he came back and take me
with him, although I said I wanted to live alone. Now I only had two
days alone left. I had never seen Harry's disappear, but one night I
went to his front door in the hope he would answer. I knocked on it and
rung the doorbell until I figured out the All nights, I cried myself to
sleep because everything I saw was his face, the face of the person I
missed, Harry's. I finally realized how much I really loved him, how
much I needed him, but it was too late, he was gone, I had lost him.

I stood up and walked over to the closet. As I opened the doors, I took
a deep breath. I stared into the closet to the dress and bit my lip. I
grabbed it and laid it down on my bed. Then, I stripped off my PJ's and
threw them across the room. I looked down at the black long clothe with
no thoughts on my mind. Before grabbing the dress, I stroke the soft
clothe with my index finger and closed my eyes. I then threw the dress
over my head and fixed it until it was in the way it supposed to be. I
walked over to the full-sized mirror and looked at myself. Immediately,
memories flew back in my mind.


/Slowly I walked out of the bathroom and opened the door to see harry
sitting on the bed, with my clothes surrounding him. His head shot up
when i got in and his eyes widened but quickly turned back to normal
when I walked in, feeilng awkward as I did. I stopped and looked down at
my feet, waiting for Harry's answer./

“/Wow.” Harry breathed out quietly and I looked up to see him still
eyeing me up and down. “You look stunning.” He whispered and I felt the
blood rushing to my cheeks so I quickly looked down. I heard him
standing up and wakling towards me./

“/Dresses look good on you.” Harry said and stroke the clothe on my
shoulder, sending a shiver down my spine which I tried to control./

/I shrugged my shoulders and looked down. “That's not what I've been
told.” I said quietly, not expecting him to hear./

“/Who has told you that?” Harry asked giving me the sign he did had heard./

“/Kenny and-”/

“/Who are they to tell you that? They don't even know the true you.”
Harry said./

“/They tell it to me everyday.” I said quitely, still looking down./

“/What?” He asked./

“/That I'm ugly.” I said and felt my eyes watering. A finger was placed
under my chin and lifted up my head, forcing me to look into his green

“/Listen, I already told you and I'm going to tell you again; you are
beautiful, from the inside, from the outside, in every single way.” He
said, looking me straight into the eyes like he was pulling out my soul.
“And I'm not lying.”/

/A smile started to form on my face, “Thanks.” I muttered and he smiled
at me before walking over to the bed, grabbing a pair of jeans and a
long-sleeved black shirt with the print of the moon and stars
surrounding it.”Get changed, I've already grabbed a few nice looking
clothes so we are done.” he said and sat back down on my bed. With a big
smile on my face, I walked out of my bedroom and into the bathroom to
get changed./


He told me I was beautiful. He even did a few times. He was the first
boy that called me beautiful.

I didn't know I was crying until I saw tears falling down onto the girls
cheeks who I saw in the mirror. I bit my lip. He did tell me I was
beautiful and those moments, I really felt. But now, when I wasn't
around him, I wanted to hear it again, to believe it and get a feeling
inside of me which I can describe as 'proud'.

Suddenly, I heard my housephone ringing so I ran into the livingroom,
thinking of who it could be but having absolutely no idea.

“Hello?” I said once I had answered it.

“Hello? Is this August Moonsky?” A manly voice said.

“Yeah.” I said. “Who is this?”

“This is Mr. Walker, I'm one of the princepals of your school.” he said
and I immediately regocnized his voice.

“Oh yeah right.” I said awkwardly. “Why are you calling me?”

“I'm calling you to tell you that school starts today again because the
police expects it is safe in town again. Today, we are going to swim
with your class and you are forced to come We expect you to be in the
swimming the pool at nine o'clock.” He said and I looked over to the
clock to see it already was 7 o'clock, which I hadn't expected.

“Okay.” I said.

“See you there.” Mr. Walker said.

“Bye.” I quickly said and broke the contact. I ran back to my bedroom
and stripped off the black dress. When I was looking in my closet, I
heard my phone vibrating and walked over to my desk before I unlocked it.

/One new message from unknown./

I frowned my eyebrows, thinking it probably was dad trying to convince
me to live with him. I opened the message and my breath hitched as I
read the words which scared the living shit out of me and I immediately
knew who it was.

See you soon in the pool, we have a lovely game to play with you. It's
called “Pain or Die.” x


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