i run into my room crying while picking up my phone. scrolling through my contacts, i find harry's name tapping on it. my thumb hovering over the call button. without thinking twice i hit call. without being surprised after two rings he picks up.
"t... why are you calling at two in the morning?" he asks with his voice raspy. probably because i just woke him up.
"harry.. m-my mum and dad... again..." i let out a sob. knowing that he would understand.
"okay tara. you stay where you are. i'm coming to pick you up" his voice seeming more awake now. i was about to respond but before i could he ended the call.
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so that you guys know. i know there is no capitals. so don't go hating me in the comments saying i don't know how to spell.
i hope you guys enjoy reading this book!
Nicole x
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empathy | harry styles
Fanfiction/'empethi/ noun the ability to understand and share feelings for another.
