Deception (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

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"Jack is dead."

My mouth felt dry, the breath knocked from my lungs.

Jack is dead.

Suddenly I was screaming, falling to my knees.

Jack is dead.

My hands went to my hair, pulling at the roots. I felt as if I needed to vomit.

Jack is DEAD.

The tears streamed down my face, my screams getting louder by the second. My body was wracked with sobs, quaking on the cold floor. My heart felt as if it was ripped from my chest, the pain unbearable.

My name was called, the voice sounding much like Harry's. I looked up at him, sobbing. My name was called yet again...... but Harry's lips hadn't moved. In fact, none of him had. He stared straight foreward, frozen in place. Almost like a wax figurine.

I reached for him, only to have him step back, looking down at me coldly.

My eyes squeezed shut, my name repeating in my ears. My body was being violently shaken, my name coming out as screams in my ear.

I shot up, my eyes flying open. I gasped for air, looking around, my eyes landing on a frantic Harry. He was kneeled over me, his eyes wild.

"Annie, Wake up!" he'd yelled, his large hands on my shoulders. My chest was heaving, my eyes searching round the room. They landed on the door, knocked off its hinges and laying in a heap on the floor.

He must've knocked it down.

I looked at his hands, and sure enough, they were ripped open and bleeding.

"Annie, are you alright?!" Harry asked, his face filled with worry. I stared at him a moment, my chest beginning to heave again.

Before I could stop myself, I lunged at him, sobbing into his chest. He stumbled back, obviously caught off guard by my action. My tears came in thick jets, soaking the cotton cloth.

"Please.... please tell me it isn't real......please tell me it's not real!" I screamed, clutching onto him. He hesitated a moment, his arms eventually wrapping tightly around my body, pulling me closer to him.

"Tell you what's not real!? What the hell is going on?" he asked, his lips pressing to my forehead.

I only continued to sob, shaking my head.

"Please tell me he isn't dead......please tell me he's ok!? Please.......Please, tell me Jack is alive," I begged, my nails digging into his skin.

He was silent a moment, his brows drawn up in confusion.

"What the hell.... of course he's alive. He's in custody at our headquarters, Annie...... he's ok!" he promised, his hands rubbing my back. I looked up at him, my chest heaving.

He's alive?

Harry looked down at me, shaking his head slowly. "What the hell happened?" he asked, wiping my tears from my face.

I buried my head in his shoulder, trying to control my breathing. His musky cologne filled my senses, immediately calming me. Jack was alive..... he was ok....