*CHLOES POV*
"T-this isn't right! Normal Directioners don't go on a full phyco bitch rage just because you guys are dating people!" I almost shout, pacing back and forth in the living room. I try to distract myself; admiring Paige's and Shelby's flat. It was based upon one of my favourite film characters houses- Twilight. Clean, crisp and modern. The walls are beautifully decorated, yet with the simple style; it doesn't look too plain. I end up Chewing the side of my lips anxiously, glancing towards Harry- who's perfect lime green eyes were locked onto my own. It seemed to make my heart skip a beat. Even his stare had the ability to make me fall into a quivering mess. NO. This wasn't the time for drooling over Harry. My best friends were hurt badly, even the thought of their limbs being hacked at by various objects made anger shoot through my body. Hands shaking, I curled my firsts up tightly. So much for distracting myself.. "Chloe.. don't worry, we will find them." Harry brakes me from my transe, wrapping his hands around my waist which sends shivers down my spine. We turn around to the others, Harry clearing his throat. "We need to get to the Police Station, now." He suggested. The others seemed to look as anxious and as annoyed as I did. Quickly, We all agree, before rushing out of the door. Harry grabs my hand as I glance worriedly towards Becky, she nods following us, Niall, Louis, Zayn and Liam trail behind, eyes puffy and red. I wish I could hug all of them, tell them that everythings going to be ok.. But in all honesty, I don't know.
After arriving at the Police station and managing to evade the Paparazzi, we tell them about our whole Situation. They nod, muttering into walki-talkies. "We will track down their adress, Don't worry. We will sort this." I nod, exhaling loudly, i'm trembling with emotion. Harry's hand wrapped firmly around my own brings me a sense of comfort. The same could be said about Becky, who's face was burried into Zayns shoulder. "We'll get them." I mutter towards Louis and Niall, who anxiously bite their nails, pacing up and down. We wait, watching as the Sargent taps wildy on the keyboard. "31 Willow Lane!" He shouts, slamming his fists down onto the table, which makes me jump, Harry chuckles, holding me closer and kissing me on the forhead. The Chase was on. "We're coming, just a little longer now.." I hear Niall mutter to himself, before we're ushered out of the door and into Police cars.
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They Don't Know About Us
FanfictionFour ordinary teenage girls. Five world famous superstars. Brought together by destiny. They find love, happiness, excitement and adventure but among those feelings are emotions they never intended: Heartbreak, sorrow, loss and anger. If destiny bro...
