"Mom, does she have a son named Harry?" I ask, and she nods, her eyebrows knot in confusion.
"I'm not sure, I've never heard her talk about it," My mother sighs, and Harry frowns.
"Oh, okay. Have a great time, I'm going to start my homework now." She smiles and exits the bedroom.
"The name," Harry starts, before continuing. "Something flashed in my mind when I heard the name, Anne, and I just knew it had to be her."
"Harry, this is great news!" I grin and he doesn't look as excited as I do.
"How would it make a difference, Aria?"
"Because it means I'm not insane," I say and he laughs and nods in agreement.
"Excellent point."
Should I go see Anne? Is it too soon? I still never finished reading Harry's journal yet. "I don't think you should talk to her until you finish reading my journal to me. I need to know more," Harry tells me, and his skin begins to turn a shade of nude. What is happening?
"Aria!" He shouts anxiously, staring at his arm as it begins to turn into a shade of color.
"We're getting closer and closer," He exclaims, and I nod in agreement. Now, not only his eyes color can be seen, but his skin tone.
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ghost / hs
FanfictionOn December 19th, 2014, Harry Styles was involved in a hit and run. Now, his presence lurks the vintage house of Arkendale; a small town in England, trying to find the strength to awaken from his four year coma, with the help of Aria Collins. WARNI...
