Stay - HS

Alexia Roberts was just a normal British girl. 22 years old, working at a Starbucks in London. She had a perfectly boring future planned out before Harry Styles showed up and made it flawed, but also fun. When the end finally comes, it all depends on Alexia. Will she choose to stay or go?


40. Last chapter

***MILD DARK THOUGHTS! (I think, I don't really know what counts as that)***

Harry's POV

It all went down in a flash. 

Alexia. She was standing at the edge of the roof. A car horn in the distance scared her. She fell. 

Her hand. It reached out for me, a desperate attempt to grab onto my own outreached one.

Her face. A horrified expression as she knew what was going to happen next. 

Her scream.  It pierced into my soul, split it in half. It was a wail of protest. She didn't want this. Neither did I.

Worst of all, the silence after it. It cut my soul into more pieces. It was louder than any scream. The air had never felt more sharp and terrifying as when I darted down the stairs to her unconscious body. Time had never felt more urgent as when I dialled the ambulance. My heart had never felt so broken as when she didn't answer my distraught cries.

Alexia's POV

Being dead isn't so bad. I mean, I think I was dead. I was just floating in a black space. There were two holes a distance from me with a rope connecting both. One shone with light, and the other was dull. The dull one looked like a rip in the black. I couldn't see what lay beyond the two holes, but I'm guessing the one that was lit up was where I should go if I wanted to go, if I wanted to leave life forever. The dull one was probably if I wanted to live. How biased. I lingered where I was. Did I want to be truly dead? Or did I want to live and face the challenges of life? Death is so peaceful though, why live life and waste my time trying to fit in with everyone else? I was about to pull myself to the death door, but a voice stopped me. 

"Alexia, I'm so, so, sorry. This is all my fault. If I just hadn't asked you to dance... this would've never happened." Harry sounded absolutely heartbroken. "I'm sorry I couldn't catch you in time. My stupid hands. Please don't leave. I know heaven wants you back, but I want you here. And I know that's selfish of me but I need you. Whenever we broke up, I was devastated. Our fights usually never last for more than a day and I was already missing you like crazy." He paused. "Evan misses you. So does Sydney. And Elizabeth. Don't ask how I got in contact with them. We've had so much good times together, please don't forget that. Stay. For me." Harry laughed a sad laugh. "All those times you made me promise to stay with you, I never would have thought I'd be the one asking for you to stay. The nurses are coming. I have to go now. Please Lex, I'm begging you. Just take some time to think about it."

I felt a tingling sensation on my lips.

I thought of all the fights I've had with Harry. I thought of all the times we've made up after because we simply just couldn't stay away from each other for too long. I thought of the times we've spent with each other. Then I thought of the world. Trying to separate us. I thought of my mom, dead of cancer. I thought of my sister, who hated me. Meghan too. Everyone hated me. It seemed as if Harry was the only good thing in my life. All of the sudden, my heart was weighed down with despair. I couldn't live like this. The bad outweighed the good. I was ready for death. I was ready to greet it, embrace it, and love it. My decision was made.

And I slowly made my way into the blinding light.



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