"Hey! HEY! STYLES!"
You've got to be kidding me!
I grab his face with both my hands and start slightly tapping it trying to wake him.
Crap!
"Come on styles!" i put my hand in front of his nostrils to check if he's still breathing then check his neck for a pulse.
Thank god for Grey's Anatomy.
I half sigh in relief when I find that he's still alive but his pulse is weak.
I checked his body for the keys and find them hooked to his jeans. I run to the door and unlock it and rush in dropping my bag somewhere along the process.
"Hello?!" I call out to see if his parents are here. "Mr. and Mrs. Styles?"
No answer.
They're probably not home. I quickly walk back to the unconscious body and devise a plan to get him in the house. After a few minutes of thinking I decide to call Sophia and see if she could help.
When I turn on my phone messages begin to pop up from Sophia and my mom.
'Emma, come home. - Birthgiver' -
5:46pm'Where are you?! You better come home this instant! -Birthgiver' -5:52pm
'I know you're mad, I'm sorry. Please come home. -Birthgiver' -6:01pm
'Hey :')) - sophie' -6:57pm
'Where are you?? -sophie' -7:15pm
'EMMA! -sophie' -7:48pm
'Emma! You're mom just called me asking if you were here! Where the fuck are you?! -sophie ' -8:28pm
'Emma I'm getting worried where are you ?! -sophie ' -8:37pm
'16 missed calls from Birthgiver'
'34 missed calls from Sophie'
Fuck!
I call Sophie and after one ring she picks up and is angry. " What the hell Emma! I've been calling you and texting you! Where the fuck are you?!"
"I know I'm sorry, I got caught up in some stuff." I say looking at the unconsious body.
"Your mom called me worried sick asking if you were at my house! Of course I lied for you for the millionth time like always but then when you didn't show up at my house and hour later I started freaking out! What the hell happened?!"
"I went to Jefferys café and this guy Kyle-"
"Who the fuck is Kyle?!" Sophie interrupts
"I met him at the café anyways I got that weird feeling again and ditched him and then I- I-" for some reason I couldn't spit it out.
"You what?!" Sophie roars
"I found him in an alley and I didn't know what to do so I tried helping then he got mad so I got mad, then he was helpless and I helped him again and he let me but he didn't want to go to the hospital and now im at his house and he's unconsious on the driveway." I say in one breath.
"Whoa whoa! Who is 'He'? Who are you talking about?"
"Ugh, I can't remember his name but his last name is Styles-"
"Harry?" Harry!
"Yes!"
"YOURE AT HIS HOUSE?!" Her voice blares through the phone loud enough to make it sound like she's on speaker.
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FanfictionEverybody has their dark secrets, sometimes it can cost you your life.