Living In Harmony || A Dumb Fanfic Moments/Harry Styles Fanfic ||

-10-

When you find out your screwed, and that your probably going to get arrested, most people react by running, which is exactly what I did. 

With out a moments hesitation I turned away from the cops, and made a break for the road. If I could get across the street maybe I could hide away in one of the gas stations.

 Of course though I forgot the tiny detail that usually when a criminal runs the cops run after them, which is exactly what they did when the cashier pointed be out, and kept crying like Kylie about how I was a theif and stuff. 

Mush to my ears, I wasn't a theif, I was borrowing a couple of things permanently for a good cause. Yet I don't think the cops understood my theory of reason, because the moments they heard the word 'theif' they were hopping into their cars, and peeling after me as I ran down the sidewalk at an exhilarating pace. 

I don't get it, they were willing to arrest me, but not to assist me?

 I mean for crying out loud if they had just helped me out when I called them earlier we wouldn't all be here right now. 

Just as that thought occured the sound of wailing sirens then grew louder which meant they were gaining. C'mon fanfic world lend me a hand, help me get out of this situation, give me super powers or something! 

But fanfic world was sleeping I guess because the only thing I got out of that plea was short breath.

 Beginning to feel panicked at the thought of tiring, I made a sharp turn into the alleyway next to me, and did the most revolting thing I've ever had to do. I opened the dumpster, and hopped inside prior to closing the lid behind me. 

What can I say?

 I didn't have enough time to think about a better smelling hiding place. 

Inside the dumpster I plugged my nose, and wriggled as far as I could underneath the trash. At least now there was no way they'd find me, because what girl (besides me) was dumb enough to hide in a dark dumpster underneath a load of trash? 

After I had concealed myself under the trash, I then tried to stay as still as possible as I heard the cop cars pull into the alley. I swear if I get out of this alive I'm going to kill Kylie, I'm not kidding. This is all her fault. The one time I try to something nice for her, and look how its going! 

"You sure she ran in here?" I heard a cops voice ring out, and I squeezed my eyes shut tight as I began praying. 

"Positive, a size five is hard to miss." One of the others said, and I couldn't help but scoff softly. I may be no genious, but I'm pretty sure he just called me fat. Just another reason to hate fanfic. 

"Well I don't see her." The other one said, and I heard a car door shut as they began moving around the alleyway. 

Please don't let them find me, please don't let them find me. I pleaded the story softly as I felt the urge to jump up out of the dumpster, and run for it but I knew that could be the end of me so I stayed put.