Harry and i had been dating for six months now. It was an emotional roller coaster.
I think of my mother everyday, how happy she would be fir me and how sad, that i get to hang out with one direction and she doesn't. To celebrate we are going out to dinner. I wear my sexy silk dress and blood red lipstick. Harry arrives at my house. "Wow, you look. woah" he had his sexy smirk
I giggled "Thank you"
The car trip wasn't to long, when we arrived the parking lot was packed. so we had to park a block away. I get out of the car and hold harrys hand. we turn around a corner to go down an ally
"Harry, this doesn't look safe" he squeezed my hand
"Its ok you have me"
I snuggled closer to him. we were half way down the ally when a man steps out. He held a knife in his hand and was pointing it at me
"Give me your purse"
I was frozen, I was frightened and he could tell
"Give it to me" he went to plunge the knife into harrys stomach but i stepped in front of him and i could feel the blade slice through my silk dress and penetrate my skin. Cool blood tricked down my stomach. Harry gasped behind me and the man grabbed my bag and ran
