Fatima's P.O.V.
I woke up to a strange sound coming from my window. I checked the clock to see what time it is and it's five freaking am. That's when it hit me I'm home alone my mom left me last night to go on a buisness trip and she won't be back till next month because she is going to Australia. Shit.
I noticed that the sounds coming from the window stopped. As stupid as I am I walk up to my window and see what was that strange sound. As I look through the window I see nothing and then out of nowhere came someone all dressed in black wearing a hockey mask with a knife in hand breaking into my window (Sort of like Jason from friday 13th) the only thing that came to my mind was to call the police. When I got my phone from my bed I ran to my moms room put my moms huge seven foot drawer in front of the window so he wouldn't break in through there and I did the same to the door. I then hid in a little basement under my moms bed which is covered by a carpet. So I know Im safe. Well for now. As I fitted in the little basement I pulled out my phone which was thankfully fully charged. I didnt hesitate and I immediatley dialled 911.
"Hello 911, what is your emergency?"
"There is someone in my house. Please hurry he has a knife and he broke through my window." I whimper.
"Calm down ma'am I have tracked down your address and I am sending police to help you."
"Thank You."
"Are you safe?"
"Yes. I am in my moms bedroom basement."
"Okay, dont do anything. Stay there quitely. Police should be there by now."
Sure enough I heard the sirens and sighed in relief. Yes I am safe.
"Yes they are here. Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome."
As the call ended I did nothing just like the woman said. Nothing. I then heard a big bang coming through the door one after another. Then I heard I cold ice voice say "You think calling the police is gonna keep you safe?!" After the unknown person said that I heard the door burst open. "Come out come out, wherever you are... Don't be afraid... You will be dead before you know it... If I can kill the police I can kill you." As soon as he said that I knew I'm gonna die tonight. As I heard my mom's stuff being thrown around the room I couldn't do anything but pray. Praying that some miracle will happen and that I wont die. Yet.
As I continue praying in a little ball in a hidden corner of the small basement, I heard someone else come into the room. "What the fuck are you doing here? Where is she!?" My heart stopped when I heard that familiar voice that send butterflies erupting in my stomach. Harry.
"Well well, hello Harold. Long time no see how long has it been? 50 years?"
"Cut the crap Zayn where is my Fatima?' Did he just say 'My Fatima'? Who the fuck is Zayn? My killer? Yep go figure.
"She is no one's Harry. And she won't be no one's once I kill her and you can't do nothing about it."
"I won't let you hurt her." Harry growled. Not less than a second I could tell they were punching each other.
"Lay one mother fucking finger on my girl and you will be the one dead! You son of a bitch!" Harry shouted (A/N I dont hate Zayn okay I love him and I am fucking happy that he is engaged with Perrie! Zerrie Forever Bitches! Sorry I just love and ship them so much! Anywho back to my story!)
"We'll see about that Styles."
I am really confused at what is going on because I can't see shit I just hope it ends soon.
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Short and crappy I know call me a bitch or whatever you want. I am a selfish person I know.... Anyone got tickets to the Where we are tour?
