Chapter thirteen.

Harry started walking towards me, the evilest smile on his face.

"Oh no you fucking don't!" Daisy yelled walking towards him and staking him. He collapsed on the floor, dead. I sobbed to myself. Daisy came over to me and put her arm around me.

"Ahhh!" I screamed.

"Oh shit, sorry." She said.

"I want Louis." I sobbed.

"We can bring him back. Adrian's in the car, c'mon!"

She helped me stumble over to the car, where inside was my mom, dad and Adrian. I gave Adrian the sweetest look I could manage,

"Help me. Please." I sobbed. He got out of the car and headed over to Louis's body. That's when I collapsed... I'd lost a lot of blood.

I woke up, feeling extremely sore. I looked around, not noticing my surroundings at all, I started to freak out. I looked to my side and there was Louis, fast asleep. I smiled and rested my head on his chest. He was so warm. He stirred, waking himself up. He saw me and smiled as I lay back down. He put his arm lazily over my shoulder as I put my arm over his chest. It felt so perfect, me and him lying there, best friends. I put my hand through his messy brown hair. I thought to myself, thinking I wanted more than friendship. I looked into his eyes and he looked back. We edged closer together, almost kissing until Daisy walked in, we pulled away. It was awkward since we were so close.

"Oops… Sorry." Daisy said, smirking.

"It's ok." I smiled. "What's happening?"

"Just came to check up on you. Looks like your fine."

She walked out, smiling. Louis sat up and got out of the bed.

"What happened after I passed out?" I asked him.

"You've been out for about a week. Harry's been put to rest, I was brought back to life, you know, the usual stuff." He smiled. He came and moved a piece of hair out of my face.

"I'll go get you some breakfast."

"Don't be too long!" I told him. He winked and I smiled at him as he walked downstairs. I rested my head on the pillow and cried. I didn't know if they were happy or sad tears, I just felt like crying.

"You ok?" Said Daisy, coming into the room.

I wiped the tears away from my face. "Yeah, fine," managing a meek smile.

"What happened wasn't your fault," she told me. "Don't beat yourself down because of it."

"I can't help it." I said, wiping away more tears.

She came over and hugged me. "C'mon, you've got to get ready for your party."

"My what?"

"It's your birthday tomorrow." She smiled.

"Oh shit, really?" I couldn't believe I'd forgotten. Then again, a lot had happened. "Oh, how time flies."

She left the room, just as Louis came back in.

"You have a letter." He said, chucking it onto the bed.

"Who from?" I asked. He shrugged and sat on the end of the bed. I opened it up and the letter said:

Dear Sophie,

I do love how you believe everything you see. But seeing things you think are real could be completely different. I'm coming for you. And Louis better watch out.

LOVE H XXX

I was shaking. I'd known who'd written it when I'd seen the handwriting.

"Who is it?" Louis said, giving me a weird look. Daisy came back in and saw my shocked expression.

"What's going on?"

"He's not dead Dais. He's alive. Harry's alive."