Moments later I found myself running from the beast. I knew those woods like the back of my hand. Well, at least when it was daylight I did. I kept running and running, until I was almost gasping for a breath. I felt safe, at least for the time being. I knew wolves were some of the fastest creatures and I didn't want to stop running. I was afraid if I looked back to see if the wolf was there, and let up any second of running, that it would attack. I decided to slow down just a bit to check. I looked back and didn't see anything. I was still jogging but not as fast. As soon as I turned back around to look where I was going, (even though it was really hard because of the darkness), I felt my legs fall out from under me.
I had been unconscious for hours it had seemed. I had tripped over a log or stump. I couldn't see well, but my vision was slowly returning. I tried to focus my eyes. I turned my leg and felt a sharp pain. I had twisted my ankle. I knew it wasn't broken, because I could move it. All of a sudden it hit me. Where was the wolf? Had it gone away? I was still trying to focus my eyes on the dark forest. I almost jumped out of my skin. I felt the heavy, warm breathing on my frozen hands. The wolf was back. I tried not to move. I felt as if I were a statue and that it didn't see me. It hadn't growled yet, but that didn't stop the atmosphere from getting darker. Even though I had twisted my ankle, I had to get up. I had to run again. I may not be as fast as the wolf, but maybe I'm almost back at home.
Soon, I found myself running again. I wasn't able to run as fast as last time, but I was jogging. I didn't dare look back this time. I was too afraid.
At that moment everything was running through my thoughts. I thought of Gemma, mum, Ed, my cat Dusty, and even the man I called dad. Even though he left when we were young, I still remember his figure and thought about him all the time. What would they do without me? What if the wolf caught me for good and really hurt me? I realized I wasn't running as fast now, and should probably stop thinking. I should be almos-
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~WeReWoLf~ (a Harry Styles fanfic)
FanfictionHarold Edward Styles is a nerdy 16 year old boy that lives with his mother Anne, and sister Gemma. He doesn't have many friends at school, but he does have a best friend named Ed Sheeran that he can always rely on and trust. Harry had always been go...