chapter 15 ··you're under arrest··

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*SOFIA's P.O.V.*

"where is she?" harry growled

fuck fuck fuck

he knows i'm here, he knows i helpe her.

"please don't hurt me" sarah begged

"where.is.she"

"i don't know! i really don't know!"

"SOFIA!" he yelled

"sofia pleaseee"

i heard him banging in the kitchen, then in the hallway...

then in the bathroom, where i was hidden.ard him moving the shower curtain, looking on the 

bathtub...

"honey, please don't leave me..."

chhecking the cabinet one by one, untill he came to mine.

gneeeaaaak

the cabinet flew open

"SOFIA!" he cried

i got out of the cabinet and tried to run away but he was blocking me

he looked down at my bloody shirt

"sofia...WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!"

"like you care" i snapped back

"sofia....please don't do this to me" tears were streaming down his face.

and do you know what?

i don't care

i realy don't care

he thinks he can make it up to me with a simple sorry?

i don't think so.

"please, let me explain"

"only if after you let me go"

"thank you so much! you wont regrett it..... so she came over to me and wanted to han out with me,

i said no, because  have you.. she insisted, and i said fine and gave ne her number"

WHAT?!  

dear harry styles, you just made this ten times worse

"ive heard inoff!"i scream

"SOFIA!I WAS JUST BEING A GENTELMAN!" 

"WHAT ABOUT WHEN YOU MET ME?! WERE YOU AT FIRST BEING NICE TO ME JUST BECAUSE YOU WERE BEING A  GENTLEMAN?!"

"ehmm..."

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