Macy pov
It was freezing. I was in snow, and it was still snowing hard, i couldn't get up. i was hurt. whenever i tried, my legs became weak and there was so much pain rushing through my body. i was alone, a street light over me, no one was here though. it was as if the town had been dead.
Soon a car came, it was a fancy car, it pullled up next to me. A man came out, he looked so familiar. He offered me his hand but said nothing. He looked to be about 20. He was so familiar, i didn't know where i had seen him before, but there was a certain warmth in his eyes. i think i could trust him....
without thinking it through any further, i reached out my hand to his, we were connected. he pulled me up, and smiled at me. i could see his expression, but not his face. i guess it was too dark. it was blurry, i knew him but couldn't figure out where he was from.
Before i could ask him anything. A boy with brown hair and green eyes grabbed my arm. "It's not safe, he's dangerous, he seems ok. but he is dangerous." he said. the boy was harry. i shook my head, "No he is fine, i think i know him." i said.
"He will never change, we must leave before-" Harry stoped speaking. the snow stopped falling, yet it was much colder than before. i could see my puffs of breath being realease from my slightly parted lips.
i looked over at the man, who had gun pointed to his head. harry was pointing it to him. i was yelling at harry to stop and put it down, but nothing would come out. i was out of breath, i was yelling so hard, but my voice wouldn't work. I was so scared, tears streaming down my face. i was so confused.
"Macy? baby wake up." i heard a voice say. i woke up, my face was sore, i was probably crying, a lamp was on. i realized i was on the couch in the living room. i must have fallen asleep.
Niall brushed the hair out of my face lightly. i looked into his deep blue eyes. they were worried. Was it because of me? "what's wrong?" i asked. He frowned. "i heard you crying from upstairs, and i was so worried." he said.
I smiled up at him, the warmth of his body wraping around me and his scent lingering on me.
It's adorable how he cares for me. I love it. I've never really had someone like that in my life before, and it feels pretty damn good.
"that's so sweet of you, but it was all just a dream." I said. I pecked him on the cheak and checked the time.
"it's 3 in the morning." I said. He nodded. Our stomachs growled at the same time. We laughed. " it seems we are both hungry want to go to mc donalds for breakfeast??" He asked.
He is crazy its 3 in the morning!!! oh well, he is my crazy guy
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The Runaway
FanficMacy finally got the courage to runaway after all of these years, and she ends up running into Harry Styles from one direction. What happens when the boys find out Macy's past? Read to find out (btw story is better than description i suck at writing...