Apparently jumping off a bridge counts as harming yourself when I assumed it would just be a loophole.

Technically the concrete would've caused my body harm but I guess I'll never find out thanks to Harry's hex, before I could even reach the bottom I was somehow transported back to the top of the bridge again unharmed.

Also, never have I been more disappointed that my demon body was durable enough to survive a car ramming into me when I jumped into the middle of the road.

I guess this was my only option at this point.

I sat on the train tracks, casually looking through one of Harry's old demonic curse books I took from his office, holding the train schedule in my other hand as I flipped through the pages.

I could feel the slight vibration of the gravel underneath me as the breeze blew across my face, my eyes falling to the metal of the train tracks that were shaking slightly as I heard the train itself in the distance, making me raise my head to see a tiny little dot in the horizon.

"Liza! Lady Liza what in god's name are you doing!" A familiar frantic voice called out, causing me to turn my head to find my Harry struggling to get out of the backseat of a car, slamming the door closed and limping towards me with a pale expression as the other three Harrys filed out.

"What are you- why did you bring him here he's sick." I told the three, looking over at Prince Harry's weak state, pain and worry etched across his features as he neared me, wincing slightly with every step he took yet he still continued with a determine look in his green eyes.

"He begged us Liza.." The Vampire said with a frown, the rest of the Harrys taking in the situation, observing where I stood in the middle of the tracks as they listened to the sound of the upcoming train.

"Liza don't be stupid, get off of there now-" Prince Harry demanded, his voice rough as I heard his heavy breathing, the way he was wheezing ever so slightly as he reached out for me only to make contact with an invisible barrier between us, like a wall of glass as his eyes widened in shock.

"I learned a lot from one of your books that I took from your office, no other living being can pass." I told him, gesturing to the clear force field around the tracks as Harry's jaw dropped, his breathing only increasing as he began to visibly panic, using whatever strength he had to bang his fists against the shield between us, looking around, desperate to find a way to me.

"Liza just open up! Let me through! Get out of there now!" He screamed, continuing to try and break the barrier between us before I gave him a small smile, pressing the palm of my hand against it as he looked at me with wide frightened eyes.

"This is my story Liza and it's going to end the way I want it- with you alive and well so just get off the tracks and stop this!" He yelled at me in anger, his face flushed with frustration as he grit his teeth, tears already spilling from his eyes.

"You didn't really expect me to just sit there and watch you die when there was a way I could save you did you?" I questioned him in a soft sorrowful voice, his body tensing as he shook his head, continuing to look around the invisible barrier between us, pressing his hands and hitting it repeatedly.

"You frustrating woman!" He cried out in rage, locking eyes with me, silently pleading for me to get off the tracks only for me to shake my head.

"Please," He breathed out in a shakey voice, pressing his forehead against the shield as he balled his hands into tight fists, his knuckles turning white as his chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Please don't leave me like this. Not like this." He begged, his voice breaking as I took in a shakey breath.

"I won't really be gone... I'll be in my story again remember." I reminded him, lowering my head to try and meet my gaze as he brought his head up, his eyes red and full of tears.

"You don't understand -that's exactly it! Your story has already ended Liza, when you go back everything will start over, everything. You won't remember anything and so will I. It will all start over and I won't remember- I won't remember and I'll hurt you again! Liza please! I know, somewhere deep down this isn't even the first time you're doing this. Who knows- this may be the fifth or twentieth time I'm here begging you to get off these train tracks. It's a neverending cycle- it has to stop. You have to live here in my story." He told me, shaking his head frantically, trying to steady his quivering voice as his eyes bore into mine.

My gaze lowered to a small segment of what looked like our picture peeking out from Harry's right fist, making me smile slightly at the sight.

"I know, I found out when I read Frank's mind." I admitted, catching him off guard as he blinked at me in shock.

"And I meant what I wrote on that picture." I told Harry, meeting his gaze as I heard the train, now in view, coming in closer and louder causing Harry to snap his head to the direction, his face paling and his eyes widening before he began to hit at the barrier between us all over again.

"Please Liza I'll do anything! Please!" He screamed, his hoarse voice becoming harder to hear with the sound of the train as he turned his head around, yelling at the other three who stood in their spots, watching with mournful looks.

"Why are you assholes just standing there! Do something! Help me save her!" Harry yelled at them, turning back to me, hitting his fists on the force field, looking back between me and the train that was only getting closer before he sunk to his knees.

"Liza I love you, don't hurt me like this- please. I'll do anything- I promise I won't hog the blankets anymore, I'll- I'll give you all the oats and hand pick them from our cereal just for you. I won't tease you about your snoring, I'll take out that Elvis Presley painting in my living room you always hated just please, please tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it." He begged, staying on his knees in front of the train tracks, his slumped shoulders heaving violently as he looked up at me.

The Psycho, Assassin, and Vampire all made eye contact with me as I nodded my head, letting them advance forward and bring Harry back to his feet as he thrashed his limbs around, trying to fight against them.

"No I need to save her! I need to save her! She promised she would see the candy shop with me, she promised! You promised me Liza!" He sobbed, trying to jerk away from their grasps as they struggled to pull him back, the lights of the upcoming train appearing over my body while they tried to force him back away as far as they could from me and the train tracks.

"I love you." I mouthed, looking at my
Prince as he continued to fight, his screams being drowned by the sound of the loud engine of the running machine.

Right at the last few seconds I saw his eyes widen, his thrashing halting to a sudden stop momentarily as his gaze fell down to my stomach, blinking at it before he completely snapped, shoving at the the Psycho and Assassin, freeing himself from their grasps as he ran towards me, reaching out and screaming something.

It was as if time had slowed, the headlights of the train enveloping my whole body as I watched Harry's lips move, yelling and reaching his hand out for mine in one last desperate attempt, the crumpled polaroid picture falling from his hand onto the floor as he advanced towards me, finally coming near enough for me to realize he was screaming "you're carrying our-"

But it was too late.

The last thing I saw was the wrinkled photo on the dirt ground, the picture face down showing the words I had written down, leaving it for Harry to keep.

And I'd do it,

all

over

again.

AN: Little animation end credits up there for you guys as a thank you that I made for you guys.
The flashing quotes are some people's comments about each Harry (aside from Prince).

Song is Come Back to You by Max.

Harry and Liza are in a neverending cycle and if you read the first sentence of The Styles Effect it will make sense.

Even though everything restarts, the story and their memories the only thing that stays constant is that photo and those words, even when Harry doesn't remember he still kept it.

THIS WILL NOT BE THE LAST TIME YOU'LL SEE LIZA AND PRINCE HARRY.

I WILL NOW BE WORKING ON VG&B NOW (voices, guns, and bites) and it's the spin off of this story and the Psycho, Assassin, and Vampire's love stories.

THERE WILL BE HAPPY ENDINGS AND A BIG SURPRISE FOR YOU GUYS THAT INVOLVE LIZA AND DEMON PRINCE HARRY YOU'LL LIKE IT.

Thank you for all the sweet supportive comments on the last post and on my message board, I'm packing for Europe and getting ready so I'll read and answer back later tonight.

I'll see ya'll in VG&B.