( Allison's POV )
11:05 am
A gunshot? It couldn't have been a gunshot, something must have fallen over or something.
"Harry.. Are you sure it was a gunshot?" I ask slowly.
He scared me the state he was in, he started pacing back and forth tugging at the ends of his hair. He was moving things around in the room, I guess trying to find us somewhere to hide.
"Yes, Allison, yes it was a fucking gunshot, I've heard a gunshot before."
"Oh."
That was all I could reply before my eyes started watering. I couldn't hold it in any longer.
If I would have just agreed with Justin I would be there right now with him. In a safe place with a teacher who actually knew what was happening.
I cried harder.
Harry looked at me confused. Like he's never seen someone cry before.
Oh wait, he probably hasn't seen a girl cry, he just fucks them and leaves before any feelings could come out.
"Woah, I'm sorry Allison, I didn't mean to snap at you." His eyes soften.
"I'm just really scared. The whole reason why I'm not in that classroom is because I stormed out, I got mad at Justin. What if I never see him again and that's the last thing that happened between us. What about my friends, where are they? Will I ever see them again," The realization hit me, and I sobbed harder.
"Allison....Come here." He wraps his arms around my shoulders.
"This is very... unlike us," I say as I wrap my arms around his neck. He moves his hands down to my waist.
While hugging Harry, I realized how muscular he was. I felt safe. Maybe this is a safe place to be, in the abandoned classroom no one really goes in. And Harry kept me safe. If this was a school shooting Harry would fight, Justin would just surrender to whoever told him to.
We pulled away and he started clearing out the back closet again.
.
.
"Harry?"
"What?" He snaps.
Why was he like this, once second he is comforting me, the next he's back to him old self.
And here we are, trapped together in a small classroom, having no real idea what was going out outside. I would rather be with anyone but Harry Styles.
"If that really was a gunshot, why aren't there like sirens going off?" I grew confidence, "Why would they just act like nothing is happening?!" I yell.
"Allison, calm down I know as just as much as you do. We are probably on lock down. If there is a shooting in the school they would want us in the fucking wide open." He replies, "Do you have your phone?"
"No, I left it in the classroom." I say shaking.
"Shit." He curses.
"What? Where's yours?!"
"I do have one at the moment.. I threw it at the wall the other day when I got mad." He breathes out.
"What are you going to do!?" My breathing gets heavy.
I've never had a panic attack, buy I'm pretty sure I'm about to have one now.
"Allison shut up I'm trying to think!"
He yells.
He starts looking around the room. He was very aggressive, throwing things around.
"There's really no fucking classroom phone in here?" He says under his breath.
That was when, we heard three more gunshots. I knew this was actually happening.
YOU ARE READING
Code Red
Teen Fiction"The gun shots were followed by screams. This can't be happening, this kind of thing didn't happen in my town, it was only on the news, this can't be actually be happening. "Allison we have to get down," Harry states seriously." *Contains explicit...
