Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 58

The picture available is a pic I took of Louis during my concert. HE LOOKS LIKE A GOD OMF IM NOT SURE IF I DID A GOOD OR BAD THING!!

HE'S SO PRETTY!

*sobs disgustingly*

Enjoy Adopted By Harry Styles!
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"No matter what anyone tells you words and ideas can change the world--"
-Robin Williams

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"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out soon..."

"You're really starting to scare me. But...why?"

"She deserves it. She's such a little bitch! She thinks just because her dad is a fucking super star she can just do what ever the hell she wants. I was the who was supposed to your with him! I was the one who was supposed to be with him! Me! Me! Me! Not that little whore! Ha! She'll get what's coming very soon."

"Stop it! She's going through so much already! She just attempted suicide! She's already broken! Why would you want to break her even more?! Why would you want to put her threw more hell?!"

"Are you actually defending her? You hate her just as much as I do!"

"Well...hate is such a strong word. I would say I have a...certain...not interest in her?"

"You still consider her a friend. Don't you?"

"Uh...well I wouldn't say tha--"

"Don't you?"

"I-I-I don't know..."

"You're so pathetic."

"I'm the pathetic one! This is what's pathetic! You're wasting your life and hatred over her! You just have this pure joy of hurting her and causing her pain! This is unnecessary! You're actually thinking about taking something so valuable! A life! You've gone completely mental! You've gone insane!"

"Oh go fuck yourself! You're such a pathetic little bitch, you know that? I'm doing this wether you like it or not and there's no way you can stop me!"

"You're crazy!"

"And if you tell someone about this little conversation, the police, your parents, Angela, Chloe, Peter, or even Liv or Justin or anyone of any kind, you'll have to put up with me!"

"I'm not scared of you."

"Oh really? I will ruin you if you do so. I can make your life a living hell. I can control anything that I want. I can drive you over the edge. Or, I can do it myself. If you tell anyone, I will kill you. I will make your blood a work of art. Your screams, heard by no one. It will be music to my ears. No one will find your body, or at least no right away. I have my way of things, anything really, and will do anything to get what I want. Got it?

"Y-Yes..."

"Good...cause I already got the gun..."

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Brooke's POV

"BROOKE!" I saw Gemma scream while running towards me.

"GEMMA!" I scream while running towards her. We literally crash into each other and start tearing on each others shoulders. Harry then wraps his arms around the both of us and I hear him sniffle a bit.