closer // harry styles

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

"Don't I get a phone call or something?" I asked from behind the waiting cell bars to the police officer sitting at his desk. He rolled his eyes and got up, unlocking my door and pointing to the phone. Who should I call? I needed someone who could pick me up, and quickly before Alex or Daniel found out.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Lucy!" I breathed. "Thank god you picked up. I'm in a lot of trouble and I need some help. Please come get me." I said.

"Where are you?" She asked.

"Police station."

"What?!" She yelled.

"Please come get me." I said.

"I'm on my way but you have some explaining to do." She said, and hung up. I walked back into the small cell, where I was soon joined by another girl, looking like she was my age. I had the worst headache, and I felt like I was gonna throw up. The girl sat down next to me.

"What'd you do?" She asked, looking me up and down.

"Underage drinking." I laughed. "You?"

"Stabbed this bitch." She laughed. Seriously? "Oh, but she totally deserved it." She smiled. "Oh my god... are you Ariana Mortin?!" She gawked.

"Um... if you're gonna stab me, then no."

"No I won't." She laughed. "Sorry, but I really liked you. And Harry, but I loved you. I looked up to you for fashion, looks, personality... everything." She said.

"Thanks... yet you stabbed someone?" I smiled.

"Yup." She laughed. Suddenly, there was a puddle of blood on the bench I was sitting on, underneath me. What the hell? I stood up, but quickly had to sit back down because of a headache. What is this?

"Oh my god!" The girl yelled. The last thing I saw was Lucy rushing in and screaming, and then me being pulled away in an ambulance. Then, my eyes closed.

(life's not going too well for Ariana now is it...? please please please please please vote and comment and follow ;* xx)