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Where Is She?
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em ago 29, 2014
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Its Monday,13th of December.

        The snow falls lightly on the grounds of London,England.

For Harry Styles however,This isn't just one of those lovely snowy days. For there he sits, In the Royal London Hospital..Expecting his very first child.

Anxiety, Pride, Fear, Expectation are feelings that fill every inch of his being. An ideal  yet scary scene for any newly married couple.

He impatiently sits in the corridor,his four best mates with him. He nervously taps  his fingers on a chair next to him in haste while he bites his lip.

After what seems to be years, the doctor finally gets out of the room where Alicia, Harry's wife was in labour. The doctor keeps a huge grin on his face, assuring Harry that all is well. The swollen bubble of relief within Harry finally bursts and he silently whispers a prayer of gratitude to the heavens.

The lights turn off. The snow falls Harder. The place fills with screams.

    When the lights turn on again, Harry Styles' nightmare becomes a reality..........
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My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."