Fall In Love One More Time

Harry's Point of View:

White. Gold. White. Gold. And a big door.. "Hello" I call out. "Where am I?" I yell. When no one answers, I groan in frustration. "Harry." I heard a voice.. "C'mon Harry. Wake up pal" There's another one. "We need you back Haz." Gemma? "Harry Edward Styles. Born, February 1, 1994." A voice said, they sound closer to me than the last three.. I turned around and I was startled by the person there. "Who are you?" I ask the man. "I am your Guardian Angel Harry. I'm here to help you, in whatever choice you decide to make." He spoke to me.. "What's going on? Where am I?" I asked hurriedly. "You're in the In between." He answered. "In between where? Heaven and Earth?" I was confused. Why am I here? I need to be with my girlfriend, and my brothers. My family. That's where I need to be. "Yes Harry. That's correct. You were shot, very close to death. You're in a coma right now. Come with me, we're going on a little journey." "I remember being shot. It hurt like hell. But where are we going?" I asked. "You'll see." He replied.. All of a sudden I was standing in a hospital room. I looked around, and stopped on a body laying in a bed hooked up to 6 different machines. I looked closer, and realized that man was me. My mum, dad, Gemma, and Robin were all by the bed. I looked around some more and saw the boys on a sofa by the wall. They looked like they had been crying. I could hear, my mum and Gem crying. My dad and Robin also looked like they had. Just as I was looking and searching the room and everyone's emotions, the door opened. In comes, Eleanor, Danielle, Perrie, Brooke, and Monica. "Where's Misty?" I wondered aloud. "Misty? You mean your girlfriend?" My Angel asked. "Yes her. She's okay right? I took the bullet for her, she has to be okay." I said, kinda scared. My Angel started walking and walked straight through the wall. I followed. He led me to the waiting area, and stopped in front of a sofa. I looked and there I saw her. She looked distraught, like she was very sad. She was sleeping though, which I think is a good sign. She started stirring in her sleep suddenly and woke up abruptly, panting. "Harry.." She whispered and put her hands in her face and cried. I could not stand to see her cry. It killed me. "Misty, I'm right here baby girl." I said in direction to her and walked forward and attempted to hug her. My arms went straight through her body. She grabs the cross, dangling on her neck, lying on her chest. She holds it tightly, kisses it, then let's it drop. Then she looks down at her ring finger. She has the promise ring on. Suddenly, she gets up. She kneels, folds her arms and by the looks of it.. I'd say she's praying. "You're very close to death. That's why everyone is crying Harry. Misty was in your room when you crashed and went into your coma." Oh! I remember that.. I told her I loved her. "She's a sweet girl Harry. She loves you." Angel says to me. "I know Angel. She's the best. I want to go back, and be with her. I need to go back and be with my crazy dysfunctional family." "As you wish. Come along." He says. Then we were back in that room. 'The In Between' Angel called it. "I need to go back now, I need to live my life." I said. Then Angel was gone and I wasn't in that whit and gold room any longer.

Misty's Point of View:

I felt a presence.. Could it be.. No. Impossible. I got up and kneeled. I was once told, "When life gets to hard to stand. Kneel." So in that moment that is what I did. I pleaded to God. He had blessed me with this wonderful life, with the most wonderful man. But maybe he needed another Angel. I know I'll see him again. We can get married in the Celestial. Sounds crazy to most, but it's what I believe. I know that if God wants Harry I will see him again. Everything happens for a reason. It's all apart of a game plan. Most call life, hell or hate it. They think it's awful here. Some want to end their life, or others. As long as you can touch your chest and feel a heartbeat. That's your reason to live! Some just don't understand the greater plan. I realize that some people don't believe in God.. But I don't get how you couldn't.. With all the beauty around you. It didn't just show up, there was a plan. And maybe, Harry dying is apart of this plan. I'll still pray he comes back, I'll never stop. Then a voice broke me from my prayer and thoughts. "Misty! We have news!"

Notes

Hey!!! Hopefully this chapter is good. I worked so hard on it. I just really hope you all love it as much as I do. Sorry, if that God stuff made you uncomfortable.. :/ Everyone, have a happy Sunday! Love you(: I'll update as soon as I can. thanks for reading!! -Mistyy<3