Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 41

But before the bullet could get to Harry, I jumped in front Harry, taking the bullet through my chest.

Before everything went black, I heard, "No!" Before another gun shot was fired.

Shortly after that, I felt numb, like the world was slowly fading away, peice by peice.

All the bad suddenly went away. The good too, but I couldn't remember anything. Nothing.

All I was seeing was white, and all I could hear was silence.

*The girl's P.O.V*

The minute I heard a gun shot, I ran out of the alley, to see what was going on.

On the ground, bleeding, was the girl I had helped over here.

Before I could make a reaction, the curly-haired boy, fell to her side, and shouted, "No!" before grabing the gun in the guy's hands, and shooting himself in the head, causing him to fall on the ground as well.

I covered my mouth, and let out a huge gasp. What just happened?..

The guys saw me, and I spun around and took of running, tears streaming down my face. When I helped the girl over here, I didn't know I was going to help her kill herself, and the boy she was looking for.

Many people stopped on the street, to ask me what was wrong but I just kept running.

I ran and ran until I was out of breath.

When I finally stopped running, I realized I had no idea where I was.

When I had ran away, I didn't have an idea as to where I'd go, I just wanted to leave that place.

It's not like anyone will miss me anyways. Not that I have people who would consider it.

I grew up here in Paris, since I was five. I'm thirteen now, and still have no one to take care of me.

I've been on the streets ever since I got here.

*Dylan's P.O.V*

"Where are they?" I asked Louis, as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"I don't know. She was supposed to be here, We have to find her." Louis said, storming out the door of the room Harry had told Louis they were in.

I followed shortly behind him, as he ran down the stairs to the lady at the front desk.

"Did anyone leave here early this morning? Like maybe a boy and a girl?" He asked her.

"A boy left around six thirty, and a girl left at around seven." She didn't bother to look up at us. Rude much?

I'm suprised she doesn't speak French. She acctually sounds American, sort of.

"Crap!" Louis shouted, causing the woman to look at him. He stormed out of the building and I followed him.

After follwing Louis through a bunch if alleys, and running on the streets, we came out of an alley, where I think my heart broke.

On the ground, was my sister and her boyfriend, in a puddle of blood.

If my guesses are correct, they looked.. dead..

"No!" Louis ran to them and fell to his knees. "I was supposed to protect her! I promised him!" He cried out, looking up.

I stood frozen, not crying, making a face, or even blinking. How could this have happened? Why? Who done this?

I covered my face with my hands, then letting out the loudest scream I've ever made.

Even louder then the ones I made when My Father would beat me, then I left.

I ran out of the alley, and ran as hard as I could, tears streaming down my face.

When I finally ran out of breath, I stopped running, and sat down in a small space, between two buildings and cried silently.

"Why?" I whispered, looking up.

I heard silent sobs, coming from behind the building to my left.

I ignored them, hoping they would go away, but they didn't they only got louder to me, and I finally got up, to see who it was coming from.

I looked behind the building, and sitting with her face in her hands, was a girl with bright red hair.

"Are you ok?" My cracked voice spoke. Her head shot up, and she shook her head.

"No, I-" She stopped talking and took a good look at me. "Are you..?" She asked, changing the subject. I'm assuming she saw the tears in my eyes.

"No, I'm not." I leaned against the brick wall she was sitting against. "But you wouldn't understand."

"Same here; neither would you." She cried.

I felt sorry for her, since she was crying in front of me. She must really be hurt.

"But, Maybe I would." I sat down next to her. "I'll tell you if you tell me." I made a deal with her.

"I watched two people sacrifice their lives for each other." She burried her face in her hands, yet again sobbing.

"I saw my sister and her boyfriend, laying on the ground.. dead.." I tried so hard not to cry, but I just couldn't help it.

"She was your sister?" Her head shot up. "I'm so sorry!" She threw her arms around me.

Wait.. she knew her?