"911. What's your emergency?" the operator spoke into the phone and my heart was beating a thousand times a second.
"Yes. I just called a few minutes ago and it was just a false alarm. My boyfriend was just pushed down the stairs and he's unconscious." I was freaking out right now. When Harry was tumbling down the steps he hit his head and knocked out. I knew it was a mistake to send those cops away. I just got off the phone with the 911 operator when I hear the guy standing at the top of the stairs start to walk down the steps. He steps up to me and his hot breath, which reeks of alcohol, hits me straight in the face.
"Who are you?" I asked already infuriated of what he caused.
"I'm Harry's.... friend. If you want to call me that. I needed to pay Harry a visit for something that he did to me a long time ago." He explains so calmly like everything was okay. I have a crazy dude in front of me and my unconscious boyfriend that I love so much laying on the ground next to me. The day started out so well and I come home to craziness!!!!
"And you think that pushing my boyfriend is okay?!" Now I'm mad. Not just about this about everything. About my parents, about school, my uncle. EVERYTHING!
"Whoa....." he said," No need to get mad at me sweet cheeks." It's like he wants me to punch him.
" First of all: Do not call me sweet cheeks. Second of all: I have every right to be at you. I'm letting all my anger out at you. My parents are dead, I've barely gone to school for the past two weeks and you pushed my boyfriend down the stairs." Without thinking, I swung my arm out to the side and made contact to his cheek. I knew that I had made a huge mistake when I hear Savannah gasp and the guys face turning a bright red. I cover my face to protect any damage he will try to do, but nothing comes. I look at him and he's just standing there with a pissed off face.
"You'll regret this." Was all he said before I heard the police sirens getting louder and louder by the second. I turned back to him,but there was no one there. I see that the back door shuts closed and Savannah's no where to be found. I also see at least five officers and paramedics come up the stairs with a stretcher to get Harry. I stand there while the police officers go upstairs to find anything. But they weren't going to find anything because the person was already gone and so was my best friend.
"Ma'am, can you give us a description of the man who pushed your boyfriend down the stairs?"
"Ok um... He has dark brown hair, he had a blue v-neck t-shirt on with black jeans and black and white Vans. He was about 18 or so but I'm not sure. He was buff and about 6 feet. And he didn't just push my boy friend down stairs. He also took my best friend when he heard the police sirens. I have no idea where they could've gone."
"Ok we're sending the boy to the hospital now. Would you like to come with him?" the office asked in a hurry obviously trying to get out of here.
"Yeah sure." We go down stairs following the paramedics carrying an immobile Harry and into the ambulance. I hope that wherever they went, Savannah is safe and not pushed around by that sick guy.
"3,2,1, CLEAR!"
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Authors note: yay double update 2days back to back. What did you guys think? It was kinda short but whatev's. I was only able to update again today because I left early..... So ya. BYE!!!!
I was thinking...... Do you guys like the Magcon Boys?? Like Nash Grier, Cameron Dallas, and Hayes Grier? If so, comment down below. I was thinking of putting them in the next couple of chapters. I don't know for sure but I'll go with the flow. So comment down below if you like them or not and I'll decide. Thanks guys. Remember to comment for the story too 😁
Love y'all ~ Dani💖
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