"What has Harry Styles ever done to you?" I scream over the noise of the wind.
The shadow in front of the plane door moves slightly, the silhouette of a gun becoming seen. I gulp, the grip of my own gun becoming shaky.
"He has done things you will never understand." The whisper was somehow heard over the roaring of the air.
A single shot rings through the plane, and then there's screaming as I watch the shadow, Mr. X, fall backwards out of the plane.
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Mr. X |harry styles| ON HOLD
FanfictionIn which two girls from a small town in the USA go on a mission to save Harry Styles -all themes are mine, any resemblance to another published work is merely a coincidence-
