A/N- Welcome back to the torture of reading my Fanfiction and not knowing what happens. Sooo I left you on a cliff hanger and I really liked Fangirl308's theory, I was upset I didn't think of it. The explanation might not make a lot of sense or you might not understand the logic of it, so bare with me.
Henry's POV
I couldn't believe it. Nicole was standing in front of me. But how?
"How are you here?" I ask.
"You mean how are YOU here," She replies.
"What?"
"What?" She says.
"Who are you?" I ask. She laughs causing the gown to sparkle even more.
"Where's the fun in that? You figure it out," She answers. With that, she walked out the door. I went in the hall but she was no where to be found. I go back in to find her sitting bridal style in the love seat. Her hair was now in a fishtail braid and she was wearing a short puffy, sea green dress with eyeliner in the same color and red lips.
"Can't get rid of me that easy" she says smiling.
"Where did you go?" I ask.
"Questions, questions," she says shaking her head. "Never the less, costume change," she laughs.
"Why are you here?" I question.
"Let's not get into that," She replies swinging her legs off the chair's arm, now sitting normal. She leans toward Nicole's still body.
"Poor thing. You going to kiss her or not?"
"What?" I say.
"Are. You. Going. To. Kiss. Her. Or. Not?" She says slowly.
"Why would I do that?" I ask.
"Don't play dumb, you love her." She states annoyed. I wouldn't say I love her. I just love being around her, and talking to her, and seeing her, and... Oh god.
"Oh god indeed," She says.
"How did you..." I start
"I know everything about you," she says creepily, smiling widely. "Feeling crazy aren't you? Like nothing makes sense. Who is this person in front of you? Is Nicole going to die? Can I really save her?" This is exactly what I was thinking. It doesn't make sense.
"How come everyone else in the room haven't noticed you?" I ask.
"Wow! Question city today. To answer your question, they can't see me,"
"So that means..." I say trying to find out who she is.
"You look crazy" She says. "And I'm personally and forever yours," she continues pouting her lips. I look around the room, people have tried to not look my way and ignore me. I looked crazy.
"Told you," She says. What I believes to be a good idea popped in my head. "He can't help you," She says with a blank expression. I left the apartment not caring about what she said.
I walk to Archie's and knock on the door.
"Henry! Are you here about..." He wanted to say Nicole, I could tell.
"Sort of," I say. "I think she's haunting me," I hear footsteps behind me. I turn to see Nicole with a navy blue a-line dress and a nude lip.
"Hi, sweetie," she says smugly.
"Ok, then," Archie says, not seeing Nicole. "Come on in," I go inside and sit on the couch.
"What do you mean?"
"She is always in a formal gown and she isn't really her," I explain
"Is she here now?" I look to the other chair to see her sitting bridal style again mocking Archie.
"Yes,"
"It is most likely all in your head," He says. "Walk up to her and tell her to go away," I walk up to her and her posture straightens.
"You don't really want to do this, do you," She says smiling.
"Go away, and leave me alone," I say.
"Look at you taking authority! I'm almost proud," She laughs sarcastically.
"Go away," I whisper.
"She'll die if I leave," Nicole stands up. I hesitated.
"Go. Away." I finally said.
"Have fun at her funeral," Nicole yells as she walks out the door.
"Is she gone?" Archie says.
"Yeah," I answer breathless.
"I think she was a subconscious image from missing Nicole," Archie diagnosed. He was right she was all in my head. I miss Nicole. I need Nicole.
"Thanks," I run out of the room. All the way back to my apartment. Nicole is still laying there. No one is here. I go up to her and do the dumbest thing I've ever done.
I kiss her.
A/N- OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! That is insane and does she wake up? Does she not? We don't know! I would love reviews just not like the spam reviews of "please update," I would love some opinions. Sorry if I'm coming of snotty.