Harry? (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Harry? (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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The sound of a gun shot cracks through my skull and pain rages through my abdomen. I clutch my stomach and fall to my knees. "H-Harry?" I scream in pain, I look over my shoulder to see Harry's green eyes fading. "H-Harry, h-help my b-baby!" I cry clutching my stomach again. Harry looks down at my hands and he winces, his face drops and his eyes grow red, a single tear slides down his cheek as he steps closer to me. He grabs my frail body and carries me to his car. "H-Harry, help our b-baby, p-please!"
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A love that got so toxic. "What are we doing here Harry? Liam? For fucks sake!" "Louis. Calm down. We're concerned about you two." "Aren't we on a hiatus? You should be doing your own thing." The car door opened and in climbed Niall, then him. "Oh fuck no." "You're not leaving this car. We're taking you to see a therapist. We're going to fix you two." "We're not even having problems- "The fuck you are. Harry still calls." Louis looked at Harry with betrayal "You still call him? And complain?! About us?! Harry- "Don't blame him. He loves you and just wants you both to be happy. So do we. So shut up, and put your seatbelt on. We're going, no fucking buts."

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