You Get Hurt While He's On Tour - Part One

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You were walking home from your friend's house. It wasn't too far from your flat and since Harry was away on tour, you didn't have anybody to pick you up. It was getting late, and the sun was setting fast. You were only about a block away from your house when it happened. Out of nowhere, a strong arm grabbed yours and spun you around. You came face to face with a group of 4 boys a couple years younger than you. "What's a pretty young thing like you doing out so late. That's not safe," one of them sneered while the others formed a circle around you. You clutched your bag to your chest, needed some sort of protection. "Uh, I just need to get home. Please, it's just around the corner," you said shakily, keeping your eyes to the ground. "Well, I'm afraid we can't do that princess." You shot your head up, giving the man a scared glare. "What are you going to do?" You mentally slapped yourself after saying that. One of the boys suddenly grabbed your hair and pulled you backwards. Your head jerked back and you let out a cry. The same guy grabbed your wrists and held them in a death grip. "We want you beautiful." His hot breath his your face and you crinkled your nose. "No! Please, just take my bag. You can have my phone, my iPod, anything you want, just please let me go." You were panicking as the harsh reality of what these boys wanted settled in the back of your mind. "Aw, c'mon, have some fun!" one exclaimed, pulling you out of one death grip and into another. Your head still ached and your wrists were already turning purple. The boy holding you now, pressed into your shoulders, making you cry out again and fall onto your knees. You tried to get back up but he made sure you stayed down. You tried with all your might to fight back these guys, but with four of them and only one of you, your body just gave up the fight. You felt your eyes start to droop as the boys beat you and did other things. Just as your eyes were closing, you saw five figures and yelling. Then your world turned black.

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