Simon cowells daughter

Let your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground, carry on. - fun, carry on

"Alana. Just open the door" Harry said from the otherwise of the bedroom door.

"No" I stated simply.

I had locked Harry out about 15 minutes ago. I'm not staying in that hotel. I won't.

"Alley. Please?"

"No"

"Why not?"

"Because. I. Dont. Want. To" I said, pausing between each word in annoyance.

"There's got to be a reason"

"Yeah there is harry. I don't want to!" I said.

I know I'm overreacting but I just don't want to stay in there. I cant. Not after what happened.

"Alana. Open the door." Harry demanded for about the fiftieth time.

"Nope"

"Alana. For god sakes."

"Dont use the lords name in vain" I could tell Harry was getting annoyed with my childish behaviour.

"alley."

"Harry" I mimicked.

"just open the door. It's just a stupid hotel."

"No it's not harry."

"Well opening the door for me isn't going to mean your staying in the hotel."

"True.." I mumbled quietly.

"Fine" I said in annoyance. I got up and clicked the lock open, Harry basically barging past me.

I joined him on his place on the bed, after all I do he's still so sweet to me.

"Can you tell me why you won't stay in there?" He asked.

"No I-"

"Alright then" Harry stood up, and gripped both my hips, swinging me over his shoulder.

"HARRY NO! STOP!" I yelled as he walked out of the tour bus. I pounded my fists against his back as hard as I could, but my weakness caused no effect.

"HARRY STOP!" I yelled more quietly this time, tears were brimming my eyes.

"if there's no reason you can just stay in there"

"No I can't Harry. Just put me down." I whimpered, my voice daring to crack any moment. Tears spilled over my cheeks as he continued walking towards the door.

"JUST PUT ME DOWN!" I yelled, more scared than angry now.

"Fine" he sighed. That was just his way of admitting I was hurting him by hitting his back.

"But you have to tell me the reason" he said as he planted my feet on the ground.

"Why? It's not important" I argued.

"Well it obviously is important if you won't stay in there"

"Fine but just not here" I said as I worriedly glanced around the hotel area.

(FLASHBACK)

"Riley get back" I said angrily to my little sister.

"Why? He's not here anymore" the 11 year old argued.

"How do you know?" I whispered.

"FRANKIEEEE" she called out.

"riley! Shut up and get in the closet!" I loudly whispered.

Just then a vicious growl interrupted our argument, we both turned to see the menacing white bull dog, but beside him were two other dogs.

"Riley. Walk back slowly" I whispered.

As soon as she made a movement, the three dogs lunged onto her, tearing at her clothes and skin.

"RILEY!" I screamed as I tried to pry the dogs off her, the largest one, a big black one released his grip on her ankle, and plunged his teeth deep into my wrist.

"Aghh" I screamed in pain as his teeth sunk into me, blood oozed out as he released his teeth, his snout painted red.

A scary whistling sound made me look up, a tall frame calling the dogs off us. He gave me a toothy grin, a gold tooth evident in his bottom row of teeth. He left the hotel room, the dogs lapping his sides as they walked out.

I looked at my little sisters lifeless body, blood dripping from nearly every inch of her body, forming a deep red pool underneath and around her.

"RILEY" I screamed, shaking her shoulders.

She remained unconscious, dead.

(END OF FLASHBACK.)

"Alley, you have no idea how sorry I am. I shouldn't of dragged you in here." He whispered, clutching me onto his lap.

"It's okay. I shouldn't be such a baby."

"Alley, you were only thirteen." He protested.

"Yeah but I'm nearly eighteen now."

"Come on. We'll just go sleep in the tour bus."

"Okay" I whispered

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Wow. So did you guys expect that?

and I'm do frustrated. I have the worst writers block ever omg.