Saved (a harry styles fan fic)

Part 1

A haze washed over my eyes as I slowly peeled them wide. To a reason unknown to me, I lay on the floor. The old, stained green carpet was itchy under the exposed skin of my thighs and calfs. I sit up. Resting on my elbows, as I study my surroundings. The walls were a white..well at least they used to be. Dirt and grime almost burying the smooth white paint. A few holes poked here and there. I swiveled my head to my right as I see a bed. As I rise to my feet, I spy a figure of a person laying in the sea of white sheets. I curiously place my knees on the edge of the bed and crawl up to the unmoving figure. As I ventured closer, I realized it was the figure of a man. He was much older then me, being only 19. He seemed to be about 50 and his black hair had sprouts of grey strands peeking through. I curiously rolled him over, inspecting the rest of his face, but instead I gasped and leaned back so far, i stepped of the bed and slammed my back into the wall. My hand flew up to my mouth in shock as I stood in front a man with a swirling pool of blood originating from the deep cut his neck. And his right eye rolled back completely. A sudden pounding on the door made me jump as I fell back into the corner of the room. The door burst open, and I tall curly haired boy dashed in.

"Ally c'mon! Why are you just standing there?! We have to leave now!! They'll kill us! Please, baby please!" And as the words emitted from his mouth and fell on my ears, I knew exactly what he was talking about. A straining headache fell upon me as all the memories came flooding back. My breath became weak as I realized the truth. My hand rising to my chest to feel the silent thump of my heart rate speeding up.

But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. If I'm going to tell this story right, we have to go back. Back to the beginning..

2 months earlier..