Escape His World (H.S 1D)

Chapter 1: Alone

A/N: so guys thank you for taking interest in this story! Just real quickly I wanted to tell you guys that the beginning is poorly written cause I wrote it when I still wasn't really sure what I was doing, the story line is good though. Starting from about chapter 8-10 that I got an idea of the reader expectations. So Im just letting you know for if you start thinking that maybe this story isn't worth reading.... IT IS! But you have to get into it first. The chapters are short I know, but they eventually get long starting at around chapter 13 so Thank you so so so much for sticking with me!

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Happiness. That's all Angela ever wanted. True, undeniable happiness. Her life was never perfect. Far from it actually. Sometimes she just wanted to escape and fly away like birds when things get rough. But her life was satisfactory and had its wonderful moments. One of those wonderful moments was when she found Harry. What she didn't know was that her life will go from plain jane, to a whirlwind of death, hate, fear, and maybe a bit of love along the way. A perfect tragedy.  

Angela's future all comes down to a cheeky boy helping her escape

Nobody's POV

Angela stood in her attic, tears racing
down her cheek, she was silent. A man in a suit and briefcase stood behind her, politely waiting for her to let her father's death sink in. Her boyfriend, Louis, stood next to her, watching everything; hope, laughter, youthfulness, crumble right in front of his very eyes. Her long brown hair was disheveled from lack of sleep and there were heavy circles flawing her perfect, gorgeous face. Her big emerald eyes were puffy from sobbing.
"Louis, can we please just go?" Angela stuttered so quietly, only he could hear. He nodded silently, and gently lead her down the stairs, giving the lawyer a polite nod of dismissal. Angela was alone. All alone. She might have Louis, but he was just another aspect of her life ready to shatter, ready to be torn away from her. She couldn't take it anymore. The loss, the pain. She walked through the living room and she saw memories of her father making pancakes at the stove, lips in a frown, forehead crinkled from concentration. She looked to the right and saw her toddler self waddling along the carpet, giggling as if she had everything. She went into the family room, tears welling up in her eyes as she looked at her father's ashes, placed carefully into a simple polished box with silver accents. 

She grabbed the ashes, took Louis' hand, and closed the door to her memories, her childhood, and her life. The memories that used to define her, were now what destroyed her, leaving her with nothing. Her father was always odd and a little bit crazy, but in the end, he tried his best and it destroyed Angela knowing that the last words she said to him was "Im going out." If only it had been "I love you," or something meaningful. She was staying with Louis for a little while but she didn't even have the energy to thank him. Angela started crawling her way to the guest room. Ignoring the creaks of the floorboards under her shaking hands. She felt herself weakening under her weight. Her emotions were a whole new burdon in themselves. Louis was leaning on the doorframe. Watching her with sad eyes. He couldn't believe how fast everything was torn away from her, and how easily Angela had caved. He sprinted towards her when Angela collapsed to the ground, sobs wracking her small frame. Her mascara and eyeliner were smudged across her tear streaked face and her screams and yells of agony were consuming the household, echoing over and over through the halls. Louis tried cradeling her body but it wasn't enought to soothe what was happening inside. the scars ran deep through her body, and Louis couldn't fix her. He kissed the top of her head and lifted her in his strong arms. He carried her to the guest room, but she continued her wails, burying her head in his chest, drowning in her thoughts and her grief. 

"Its going to be ok, Angela. Remember, even though he is gone, he will always be with you, watching you ok?" He spoke softly. She nodded and weeped into him. Little did she know how true those words would become. 

"C-can you s-stay with m-me tonight?" She muttered. Louis simply nodded and pulled back the sheets of the bed, climbing in with her and pulled her to him. "It's gonna be ok, its gonna be ok." He kept repeating to her until she fell asleep. 

A/N Hey guys! So I'm kinda new at this so yeah. I assure you "escape" will have plot twists down the line. If you like the chapter, please tell me what you think!!

Thanks!!