Dressing Room

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This chapter is written in 3rd person however it will switch into povs but i will give you a warning HAPPY READING

Shanya follows Harry to his dressing room when she sees him carrying something sharp. She knocks on the door to see what Harry was doing. "Go away" Shanya begins to hear soft cries coming from the room "Harry whats wrong i can help you i will help you" she says with a worried tone in her voice. Harry says nothing the quiet cries become to get louder
"Alright forget it I'm coming in right now" Shanya grabs her credit card and slides it between the door. She barges in only to see Harry with blood all over his wrist and a blade in one hand "Harry what happened why.... Nevermind let me look at your wrist luckily you didn't hit a major artery we should still get the nurse to look at it come on"Shanya begins to grab Harry when he yanks back and starts to cry. "Shanya you don't understand I cant do this anymore I cant go through it again" Through what she thinks but doesn't even begin to say. " "What ever it is I will be right here with you weather you like it or not" Shanya begins to lift him up and help him toward the door. "Why do you care so much about me we just met a couple of hours ago" Harry states with a confused look on his face "Because your my friend now and i care about my friends" Harry and Shanya walk to the nurses office Harry goes inside while Shanya waits outside the office. The nurse tells Harry that he will be fine he just needs to keep a bandage on it for a couple of days and he will be alright. "Thank god your ok i dont know what i would have done with my self if you weren't ok" Shanya says relieved that he was ok "Thank you so much no ones ever cared for me as much as you do even when we first met i knew something was different about you" Harry states looking at Shanya like she was the only person in the world " No problem after all i wouldn't be able to spend a week in a mansion if i hadn't saved you" They both laugh knowing it was a joke and head to find there friends. Shanya goes to get chas so they could meet up for Harry and the gang for a ride to the mansion. Chas has so many questions for shanya after all she did kinda leave chas to watch the concert by herself so she deserved an explanation.

WARNING: switching too povs

Chas: Where the heck were you. You left me here all alone you know. I could of been kidnapped for all you know and you would of never seen me again

Shanya: Ill explain everything later just come with me so we can meet up with Harry and get a ride to there place

Chas: ok fine but im not happy about it

Shanya and chas meet up with Harry and decide that Zane is going to drive Liam will be in the front Harry besides me Nial in the middle and Louis by chas.

Shanya: I begin to feel tired but i know i shouldn't fall asleep. However i couldn't stay up any longer i begin to drift into a deep sleep only to be awoke by someone picking me up I look up to see Harry carrying me bridal style. I dont let him notice I'm awake i feel safe with him. I wrap my arm around his neck to assure i dont fall. He sets me down on a bed turns the light off and leaves. I wake up to the smell of pancakes and the sound of laughter. I quickly get up go to the bathroom to fix my hair and throw on a t-shirt that was in the closet. I'm guessing it was Harry's because its big on me and it looked like something he would wear. It was long enough to cover my bum due to me being vertically challenged so i brush my teeth and head down stairs. Little did i know what was waiting for me was absolutely amazing.

Sorry for the cliffhanger and i know this chapter needs to be heavily edited but im to lazy so deal with it. What was waiting for shanya? Why was it so amazing? Stay tuned to find out also sorry this chapter is short just wait for the next chapter and you'll see why

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 26, 2018 ⏰

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