escape

chapter 1

It had been 4 weeks since I got back from my "trip" to London. I say "trip" loosely because I didn't really want to go spend my whole summer with my drunk dead beat dad and his overly perky very young girlfriend, but my mum said that I hadn't seen him in over 4 years. I was 12 when he left and now I'm 16. I think I'm over trying to make him care about me, but she insisted on me doing so since things had not been the best this past school year, so I guess I could have used a break.

While I was there I didn't do much a lot of sitting on tumblr and a lot of turning my music up really loud to block out the yelling of my name, which seemed to always be going on. The one day I did want to go out paid off I somehow ended up at this small underground club and surprisingly they just let me walk right in. That's when I meet a 17 year old boy with very curly hair and tattooed arms. I started staring at him and tried to figure out all the tattoos he had. He caught me right away. Instead of giving me a look like "what the f*ck are you looking at", he flexed his arm to snap me out of my now daze type action, it worked, and I was so embarrassed so I quickly turned away and start to order a drink, but before I knew it I felt a strong hand on my back and a quiet but very manly sounding voice saying "I'll buy you this one but I want something back".

"Who are you?" I slightly snapped back,
I don't know why I did that, it just kind of came out like that.

"My names Harry Styles he hesitantly smiles.. Please don't freak out or fan girl on me, please. The paparazzi haven't found me and the girls He can't even recognize me in the dark." He replied.

"Don't worry I'm not the type to draw that much attention to myself in front of all these people, and to be honest I'm not that much of a fan I laughed. But by the way, my names Kat." I say back in a much nicer way than before.

"So do you live around here or what? And not a fan.. I guess I'll have to change that then don't I?" He asked, but thid wasn't one of those I don't really care about your answer, I'm just trying to be nice questions! I could tell he really was interested in what was about to come out of my mouth.

"I'm here to visit my dad, what about you?"

I got lost in his voice and didn't even hear what he said after that. My mind was clogged with the classic- Why me, there are so many better looking, not so awkward, funnier, nicer, just all-round better girls standing in this bar right now questions,  but no, Harry Styles is standing here talking to ME! This is crazy.

I don't really remember everything or even a little bit of what we talked about for the next 4 hours but the only thing that made us stop was the constant buzzing of my phone on the bar surface in front of us. I finally got fed up with it and answered one of my dad's calls. It ended in a huge fight and him yelling at me to come home now so instead of arguing back I just said ok be there in 15, which I know I could never walk back there that fast but I had to say something to keep him calm. My father's temper has never been something to mess with, Because when he's mad that's it you're done!

I told harry I had to leave and he offered to drive me home, at first I was hesitant but realized if I wanted to  stay on good terms with my father I better keep his 15 minute promise. I was so thankful for the offer but asked him to drop me off a couple of houses before mine so my dad wouldn't ask any questions. He understood and agreed.

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The car ride at first was to awkward for our liking. The car was filled with consistent silence till he finally manned up to ask me a question. "Will you go out with me?" A spark of fire ran through my body instantly and goose bumps started to form all around.

I stuttered my answer a little; which made me really embarrassed but just made my newly found boyfriend smile, which was a "yes". Am I crazy? I knew this kid for only a few hours and he's already asked me out. Not to mention he's a pop star..

Shivers quivered down my back but I had to keep it together as harry quickly opened his car door, sprung out and ran over to my side to open my door. He looked at me with his beautiful green eyes and said "I can't believe I just asked you out, but for some reason you feel so right! I wish I could be with you forever."

I nod agreeing with him still in shock that I'm actually dating harry styles.

I was lost in his beautiful glowing eyes in such a daze, until I heard something that changed this special moment into something that I would never forget.

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The loud boom hit my ears, making me look away and duck at what I realized was a gun shot.

As soon as things has settled in i immediately looked frantically at Harry. what I saw took a part of who I was away right then and there, I saw Him laying there on the ground lifeless.

Tears formed my eyes, and anger flooded my mind as I saw a black hooded figure running away. I wanted to try and stop them but I couldn't leave Harry there to be all alone. "NO" I scream. I drop to my hands and feet with my heart rapidly pumping at the speed of light. As I started toward the car for my cell phone I hear a low whimper leave Harry's lips...Pl....Pl... Please....don't leave...M...e he tries to force out. I run to Harry's side and grab his hand. I clench it with all my might with tears streaming out of my eyes. Babe you're bleeding I wince, I have to call 911. I dial 911 as fast as I could, my fingers shaking intensely.

After what seems like a life time the ambulance showed up. They rush out of the car and pull the gurney out to lie harry on top of. They slowly break our hands apart and lift him on the gurney. I get up with the little strength I had and looked around me. There were about 50 or more people surrounding us in a big circle. Almost every single girl is fan-girling over harry. This is ridiculous I think to myself, Not one girl even cares that harry just got shot, but only that he is in a boy band. These people disgust me. I jump out of my train of thought to the sound of ambulance sirens. The cops come toward me and say they need to ask me some questions. They ask me to describe this person...I reply to the best of my ability with the situation still blurry. There sort of big; with a black gun, black pants, a black jacket, and a black mask. It was hard to see, considering it was dark but that's as much as I know.

By the time the questions were done I jump into Harry's car, And began to drive to the hospital closest by. The phone then rings. I answer it from a 911 operater who informed  me they are holding Harry in room 215 at Beegers hospital. When I get to the hospital it's jam packed. There are screaming Directioners all around. I squirm my way to the front of the desk and tell her the whole story. She nods her head and says......"NICE TRY, now get to the back of the line with the rest of the girls who were also apparently there!!"