Happily (Harry Styles)
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I hear the ringing echoing through my ear as I am waiting for my best friend, Harry, to pick up the phone. "Hello?" I hear his deep raspy voice. I try to find the right words to say. "I need you..." I choke out from crying. "What happened? Are you okay?" Harry asks with panic. I feel my throat closing, not letting me speak. "Hello?" Harry asks again with more concern. "I...I am at Marks house." I say, my voice cracking. "What has he done to you this time?" Harry asked with anger. "Listen to me Harry, I will explain everything when you get here, just hurry! Please." I whisper afraid he will come back in the room. "I will be right there."
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