"You can let it go
You can throw a party full of everyone you know
And not invite your family, 'cause they never showed you love
You don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up"
When 20 year old Matilda moved down to London after growing up qu...
A/n you can use the song if you want to i'll put a * when to start it.
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Harry
"Police open up!" I shout while having my gun face forward ready to shoot. "Hey mam are you o-"
I stand there not believing the sight in front of me. I didn't know when she worked or not but I was really hoping she was working today and not getting into this. Standing there in silence. Standing there opening my mouth wanting words to come out of it but it was like I could not speak. Realising that I still have my gun up in front of me I quickly pull it down and slide it into my pant belt not wanting it to be out anymore. I don't even know why I did it. She's already seen it.
"Hey" she stands there like she has not just witnessed a shooting in front of her and a gun being aimed at her. I don't know how she has kept herself together because it's not a normal daily thing to see. Is it?
This girl is doing things to me that I have never felt before.
"Hey umm how- what are you doing here?" I ask confusingly while standing up straight instead of being hunched over like I am about to sneak behind something.
"Well as you can tell I am not working and I do have a life out of work not with all the times you have seen me. And how is that I have walked?" she says with confusion on why I am even asking her. I mean if I was a dick to someone I would wonder why they were asking why i'm somewhere. "Are you following me?" she blurred out like it was on her mind but didn't want to say it out loud.
"No" I say blankly while turning around wanting to go and check out the rest of the street and wanting to find Niall so I can get out of here so I can get a shower.
"Then why have I gone somewhere and every time you have been there. I mean that's kind of stalkerish isn't it. The boy that has been a dick to me stalkes me cause he can get enough of my presence. I mean if you are that bothered you might as well follow me home so you know where I sleep at night. It wouldn't surprise me already knowing that you know where I live anywhere because you demanded that you take me home." she wondered.
"I'm not stalking you alright, maybe there's a reason why we keep meeting. All I know is that wherever I go I don't want to see you but yet I go somewhere and you're there okay. So if you don't mind, I have places to go and people to see." I complain while seeing a flash of hurt come on to her face. I'm pretty sure if you would have blinked you would have missed it. Wanting to say sorry for it coming out in a harsh way I fuck the situation up even more by tuning around and leaving. Not wanting to stay in the small room anymore with the memory of her facial expressions changing to hurt.
"Harry" Niall shouted from coming round the corner that i was going to turn. "Did you find anything?" he asks while his breathing sped up due to him running.
"No I haven't have you." I return his questions while trying to forget what just happened.
"No but I have phoned ambulances due to there being citizens hurt but apart from that they must have ran."
