Hiding Place - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Part Twenty-One

The past few days have sucked. I’ve been getting constant texts from the unknown number, making creepy comments, and always ending in “see you soon-<3”.

Both Harry and I have been freaking out, and although he’s been threatened a few times too… he’s worrying more about me, which is really sweet of him.

We’ve spent the two days locked up in my house because out at the market the other day “-<3” said he could see me, and Harry insisted that we just stay inside.  

All the boys came over a few times yesterday, and they came over today as well… all except Louis. I didn’t even comment on this because today has been miserable.

I’ve been getting texts every half hour since the second I woke up. They were anything from “I know you miss me” to “Don’t worry, the boy-toy won’t be in the picture much longer.” And to be honest, those ones freaked me out the most because you can threaten me and I’ll be solid as a rock, but as soon as you start to threaten the people I love, that’s when I get scared and worried.

It was just after 11pm now and Harry had just kicked the boys out. While he and I were getting more tired and exhausted, they were just getting rowdier. So saying our goodnights we waved to them down the driveway and closed the door. Turning off the lights we started to make our way upstairs when there was a knock at the door.

We both sighed, and Harry began making his way down to get it, but I stopped him, putting my hand on his chest to let him know I’d get it.

Harry watched my from the stairs as I made my way to the door, opening it. “Seriously boys, all we want to do it sleep. Can you please just…”

I stopped my complaining mid-sentence when I saw it wasn’t Niall, Zayn or Liam at the door.

It was Louis, and he was covered in blood.

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and we're back! How was everyone's holidays? Mine were good. :)

But Louis! :o Anyone have any idea what happened?

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