Texting the wrong number (Niall Horan)

Texting the wrong number (Niall Horan)

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Ally May Carter is an eighteen year old girl, she just finished high school. She graduated with honours and was a straight A student, she only went to high school to keep her grades up. The only friend she had was her little sister Scarlet. Scarlet was eleven years old, she's a bright girl unknowing of anything that has happened in their lives Ally and Scarlet shared a bond. Their parents abandoned them on their grandmothers doorstep twelve years ago Ally can still remember that day and has flashbacks. Their grandmother isn't well, Ally works as a waitress at a small cafe she hates her job but has no choice. One night Ally was out she met someone at the bar, they hit it off. Since they had such a great conversation the guy gave her his number. They started texting... well that's what Ally thought. Was she really texting this guy? Or did he perhaps prank her and give her someone else's number on purpose?
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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."

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