Imagine Harry singing the bit I've wrote down, but like slower and more delicate
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Harry:
"Oh..." Hazel breathed out, looking back up at me.
Her body fell, and I was there in time to catch her. I held her head on my knees, looking at the knife which impaled her.
"No! No no no no no no!" I watched as blood began to seep onto her white dress. "What do I do Haze? Do I pull it out or do I leave it in?"
I frantically hovered my fingers above the handle.
"No." Hazel eventually choked out, her hand weakly grasping mine.
"You stupid bitch!" Saf screamed, storming past me.
Trish lay there on the floor, laughing to herself.
"She's dead. You may as well put her out of her misery." Trish barely got the words out, her face beaten to a pulp.
"Harry? Can I kill her? Let me kill her." Saf had her fist raised towards the woman which stabbed my angel.
"Don't! Take her to one of the cells round the corner and cuff her to it. H-here," I grabbed the handcuffs from Hazel's pouch. "And then go and get the police. Tell them to hurry."
Saf nodded, dragging Trish away as fast as her feet would carry her.
"C'mon baby stay awake. C'mon don't close your eyes." I repeatedly stroked the side of Hazel's face, her eyes flickering shut.
She smiled gently, opening her beautiful brown eyes up to me.
I smiled back real big, and began to cry. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I grasped onto her hand, holding it against my face.
"There's-theres something in my...pocket." She wheezed out. I quickly fumbled for it, and felt my hand grasp onto a rectangular object. I pulled it out, and sure enough it was her brick. It had been on record this whole time. I pressed pause, laying it on the ground beside us.
"My smart girl." I smiled.
I applied pressure to her wound with my other hand, rocking back and forth so she would gently sway with me.
"We're gonna have our adventure. We're gonna get out of here. Hazel, you're going to live." I whispered, my vision becoming blurred.
I angrily blinked, wanting to remember every little detail about my angel incase the lights in her eyes would die out.
"It would be an awful big adventure to die." She breathed out, her tear filled eyes meeting mine.
"Except it's not time for that adventure yet. It's too big. You still need to grow as a person before you can embark on that one. You still need to grow old with me." I grinned through the tears as she laughed slightly.
"Are you in pain?" I whispered, kissing her forehead.
Her tired eyes closed, and she hummed a no.
"Baby, c'mon you've got to stay awake. It's not time to sleep yet." I squeezed her hand in mine, beginning to sob.
She didn't respond, a smile set on her face.
"Haze?" I choked out, my eyes focused on her chest to see if it was moving.
Her eyes moved behind her eyelids, her chest taking a big gulf of air.
I began to cry even harder.
"I can't lose you, Haze. I can't lose you."
Her lips slowly parted before she spoke.
"Sing to me." She whispered quietly.
"Sing to you? I-I would but it's been so long since I heard a song last and-"
"What did your mother used to sing to you?" She released a tired sigh.
I paused, thinking. Until a song came into my head.
"It's a stupid song-surely I can think of something better I..." Her eyes slowly opened, a tear running down her cheek.
She didn't have to say anything for me to get the message.
"I'll sing as long as you keep you eyes open. That's a deal." Her head nodded slightly.
I took a deep breath.
"Feed the birds...that's what she cries...while overhead, her birds fill the skies. All around the cathedral...the saints and the apostles...look down as she sells her wares."
I sobbed, wanting to finish off the song for her. Her eyes desperately fought to stay open, all the while still gazing into mine. I stroked her cheek with my hand, applying pressure to the wound with our interlocked fingers.
"All-although you c-can't see it...you n..know they are smiling...each time...someone shows...that he cares."
She hummed, her head lolling side ways against my lap.
I sobbed harshly against her, moving my head down and kissing her lips. Hers weakly moved back against mine, and I eventually pulled back; looking down at her as our faces were so close.
She could see me, with my hair surrounding my face as I looked down upon her beauty.
One of my tears fell from the bridge of my nose, landing perfectly on top of her one of her own. They rolled down her cheek together and down onto her neck.
"Hazel Wilder. I love you more than life itself." I whispered to her, leaving kisses from her brow to the top of her head.
"I love you." She mouthed back, not finding the strength to talk.
"You know how we agreed that if I sang you wouldn't go to sleep? The deal is still on."
I helplessly watched as her eyes fluttered shut. But she was still breathing.
"Haze-"
"I can't." She breathed out, her eyes straining.
"Then look at me. Look at me until you can't keep your eyes open any longer. So at least if you decide to embark on your adventure, I'll be the last thing you see. And your beautiful features will be forever engraved in my memory. Please, keep your eyes open. Let me see your gorgeous brown eyes. Let me see the colours of the trees dance in your eyes, and let the leaves of mine stare in envy. Please."
After a few moments, she finally for-filled my wish.
I watched as the stars in her eyes began to dim, and the angels calling her were getting louder and louder.
"Harry? Harry!?" Watching my angel right now was more important than anything else in the world. So I barely felt when Saf's hand landed on my shoulder and the paramedics fell down besides me. It all seemed to blur out, and everything was in slow motion.
Hazel's eyes closed, for possibly the last time. She was lifted onto a stretcher beside me, and rushed away. I sat on the floor, my legs tucked below me as she disappeared from view.
I looked down at my hands to see the blood. I couldn't hold it in any further and broke down. Harder than I ever had.
Saf sunk down besides me, holding me as I cried.
"They've got Trish. They've got her and she's in cuffs. It's gonna be okay Harry. It's gonna be okay." I sobbed hard against her, pushing my head into her shoulder.
For I did not know if the next time I saw my angel, she would be at one with the other angels.
"Harry Edward Styles? I need you to come with me." A deep voice sounded from in front of me.
I looked up to see it was a police officer.
He pulled me to my feet, placing cuffs around my wrists.
"It's mandatory." He mumbled as he did so.
Saf stood up besides me, holding onto my bicep tightly.
We were lead away from my cell, and lead down the halls to the exit. Multiple police officers walked with us, and passed us as they rushed to the scene in which Hazel was stabbed.
"The-the phone-" the words tumbled from my mouth.
Saf shushed me, leaning against my arm.
"I've got it. Don't worry."
The police officer held out an evidence bag towards Saf, and she placed it inside.
Tears continued to flood down my cheeks as we were lead out into the cold night air. And sure enough, it was raining. The dark skies hung above us, the stars dimly twinkling.
Police and ambulances surrounded the asylum's grounds.
I was lead over to an ambulance with Saf where we were checked for injuries.
My eyes frantically looked around for Hazel. She was probably on her way to hospital right now, lonely in the back of an ambulance.
Miss Harrison was being interviewed by police, and Graham was cuffed.
I swallowed hard, being told to sit on the edge of the ambulance.
Saf sat by my side, and blankets were placed around our shoulders. She snuggled into my side as we were checked by the paramedics.
After that, my vision blurred over and it all became too much. And I fell asleep.
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Mkay the video at the top isn't how Harry sings it, like imagine him singing it with his voice all shaky and broken and stumbling over the words. Does that make it more emotional? Idk I thought it's kinda pretty.
(I'm not sure how many chapters are left now whoops)
QOTD: Did you cry?