Styles on the Run

Styles on the Run

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Harry Styles
I gasp. My forehead is wet with sweat. I am choking on my saliva, I can barely breathe. Harry weakly makes an attempt to grab my limp hand. A shuddering intake of breath. I can't believe it. I can't, I can't, I can't. A sob manages to crawl it's way dejectedly out of my weary lungs. My legs continue to speed away from the horror that just occurred, powering faster with my determination and disbelief, dragging Harry my brother by his arm behind me. Why us? It's always us! A weak hand lays to rest on my tense shoulder gently attempting to sooth away my discomfort. I smile, a wide sadistic smile, and turn to face her. "Welcome home sweetie," she says charmingly inspecting the tips of her blonde hair for split ends before opening her arms wide. "We've been looking everywhere for you both, but you two already know that. Do you not?" We did.
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As I leave, the cold British wind greets me. I zip up my sweater, and start walking home. Thanks to my parents, I don't have a car. "You're too irresponsible for a car, Courtney. You can always save up for one once you leave this house," my father had scoffed when I asked him. I walk at a fast pace, hoping to avoid any random strangers lurking in the dark streets. "Hey, darling. What are you doing all alone in the dark?" I hear a voice ask. I pick up his deep, British accent. I ignore him, and start jogging. Just a few more streets... I hear his swift feet, and he grabs me from behind, pressing a wet cloth on my face. He drags me behind a building. My muffled screams are the only noise in the silent night. I try to break from his strong, yet careful hold. I wiggle under his grip, but he only lets out a sigh. "Shhhhh...don't scream...everything will be alright...shhhh..." he whispers. I feel warm tears slide down my face, and my eyesight blurs, and I stop screaming and escaping. The last thing I see are the swaying trees. Then... DARKNESS... ✯✯✯✯✯ 19-year-old Courtney Thompson hates her life. From her annoying stepmother, to her overprotective father. The only thing that keeps her alive is her brother and reading. She's always wanted to die, but after being kidnapped, all she wants is to live. Her kidnapper is beyond amazing. From the good looks, to his niceness. But that's what he is...a kidnapper. A killer. A stalker. ✯Will she fall for him, even if he kidnapped her?✯ ✯Will she find out the countless secrets that he hides?✯ ✯Will she escape?✯ Will she fall victim to... STOCKHOLM SYNDROME? ✯✯✯✯ © DorkaliciousDama13 2016 Please don't copy. This book is original, and it comes from a place called "BRAIN". Plus...you'll be in BIG trouble if you copy my book. I don't own 1D. (❤I Wish❤...)

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