It felt like all the air in my body had been pulled from my lungs. I sat there not saying anything. My lips parted in shock. "What did he say?" Mark asked. Lulu didn't say anything she just sobbed uncontrollably. "What did he say?" He asked again, this time sternly. "He-he said he's gonna kill us...all of us. He said, he's been watching us. He knows where mom is. Guys he's gonna kill her!" She yelled. I shakily breathed out. I closed my eyes in attempted to calm down but I couldn't stop shaking. "So what are we gonna do?" I asked in a hushed tone as if he was in the room right now. Mark shrugged. "Its hard to plan. I mean, we have no idea what he'll do if he sees us. Its unpredictable." He said in a blunt voice. I sighed deeply. "Well we have to try. I mean when you guys jumped him that one time...when Lulu got that scar. Where were you guys?" I asked. Mark clenched his jaw. I could tell he was trying to remember. "Uhh. 45th street. Yeah 45th because we were going to that Chinese place over there." He answered. "Ok after you guys jumped him, where'd he go?" I questioned. "South. He was going rather quickly too. Like he was late for something I guess." He continued. I thought for a bit. "South from 45th is a sewer, a subway station, and a few abandon buildings." I said. I remembered that by memory. "I have to phone Harry." I said. "No! We can't let anyone know about that phone call." He protested. "Why not?" I asked. "Because its dangerous. We don't know if dad is listening to our conversions on the phone." He said. "But I have too." I argued. He sighed. "Call him later." He said. "Fine." We both turned our attention to Lulu, who was still freaking out. "Lu....are you ok?" Mark asked. "No. Are you fucking kidding me!?! I'm far from ok!! This is the biggest load of bullshit, I mean our dad whose an ass wants to kill his own kids how fucked up is that? I mean what did we do?" She yelled. Me and Mark sighed. Lulu brought her knees up to her chest and set her chin on her knee, closing her eyes. Their was a hard knock on the door. All of us jumped then tensed. We looked at each other. "Go to the kitchen and get a knife." Mark mouthed. I quickly and quietly got a knife. I raced back to the door where Mark was standing. I looked through the peephole. I couldn't see a thing in the darkness of the night. "Shit." I muttered. I looked at him. I nodded in readiness as he swung open the door. It was just Harry. "Fuck, Harry. Quickly come in." Mark sighed in relief. Harry walked in as I shut the door behind him, locking it tightly. "Ok, what the hell was that?" Harry asked. Lulu came around the corner, her eyes still puffy. "Uh, nothing just taking precautions." Mark lied. "I'm not falling for that shit. What happened?" He asked. Me, Mark, and Lulu sighed. We guided him to the living room. All of us were standing. "Uh. Lulu got a call from our dad. He posed a threat, he's either gonna kill us or our mother." Mark explained. Harry pulled me to him. "I knew I should've told her about you guys. You people are nothing but danger!" Harry yelled at them. "Wait! You can fucking take our sister!" Lulu argued. "Watch me!" Harry spat. "Wait! Don't I at least get a say in this?" I asked. "Ok fine." They said. "Ok. Lulu and Mark. I need to do this with them, Harry. If something happens to them, I want it to happen to me too." I said. "Ok. Bye." He spat. "Harry, come on. This needs to happen." Lulu said. He sighed. "Fine. But me, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Louis need too help." He argued. "Fine. Deal?" Mark said sticking out his hand. "Deal." He said gladly shaking it.
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He has no name: Harry Styles Fanfic
फैनफिक्शनCurly haired, green eyed mystery. What's his name? He doesn't have one.