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..........
I looked up at him, unsure of what just happened. I saw the blood glistening off of his gold H ring as he pushed my hair out of my face, scanning my eyes, making sure I was okay.
"You should go back inside and find your friends. Go home and lock your doors." He said as he turned to walk away.
"Wait!" I said weakly. He reached the end of the ally and turned around. "I don't even know your name."
He paused, his eyes locking on mine before simply saying, "I'm Harry." then turning back around and disappearing into the night.
WARNING:
This book contains mature and adult themes, like violence, drug use, sexual assault, and other possibly triggering topics.
Read at your own risk.
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