Shelter - harry styles
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 12m
  • Reads 36
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 3
  • Time 12m
Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2015
It was a really stormy night when Sarah was walking home from work. She worked at a local bar that wasn't more than two blocks away from where she lived. 

She heard whimpering from a dark alleyway that caught her attention. She started walks towards the noise.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I won't hurt you. I'm here to help." She said getting closer.

She got no response back and it was really dark to the point where she couldn't see anything anymore. She took out her flashlight and turned it on looking around.

She noticed something or someone laying on the floor covered with wet newspaper shivering because of the cold.

"Oh my god." She said to her self covering her mouth. 

She bent down shaking whoever was there. 

"What?! Who are you?!" The man pushed her away. "I don't have anything! Please don't hurt me!" 

"I won't hurt you, don't worry. I came to help you." 

"What are you gonna do with me?" 

"I'll take you to my home for the night. Its a big storm and you need shelter."
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