Now back to the present:

Klara:
Harry was frowning at my hair. 'What is wrong?' I asked myself. we got to his car and went to my house. Everyone was waiting for me.

"Klara!" All my friends shouted and ran to me.

"Sweetie." My dad hugged me.

"You put my boyfriend in jail." Jenmarie was in the corner.

"You should've never been involved with that boy, there." My mum said, pointing to Harry.

"Shut up, Katy, he saved my life." I said, "Oh and does anyone have a mirror?I want to see what I look like after two months." Everyone went silent.

Finally Harry handed me a mirror, I was surprised at what I saw. I saw a really pale girl with really short straight black hair. I felt my hair. "I know how much you liked your hair." Harry said.

"It's not that. I'm completely different." I felt a lump in my head, a scar, I was bald in that small spot. I moved my hair so it would cover that spot. My lips had somehow gotten redder.

"Good thing I didn't love you for your looks." Harry said. I hugged him. Even though we had only been dating for a teeny bit, I felt like I had spent my whole life with him.


Prologue:
About a month later Harry proposed to me. Obviously I said yes! Who wouldn't? I got pregnant within a month of getting married to him. Jaime and Niall got married two months after us. Zayn and Array, and Louis and Clara got married on the same day, a year after me and Harry. Finally Maria Jane got married to Liam a week after them. I was happy, I didn't care about Ray getting out of jail, or me and Harry raising Cloey. I had too much happiness that it blocked out all of my other troubles.