I'm so worried about Harry. I mean, why would he leave without saying goodbye? I just hope he's okay. I decide to call him.
No answer.
"Harry, please! I miss you so much! Just please....... I need you." I sob.
I end up leaving him like 30 messages. I wonder if he can even hear them, if he's even still alive. I call him again. He finally picks up.
"H-help m-me..... I'm cold and alone.... I need you here..... Please, baby....." He says in a small voice.
"Harry, where are you?" I ask slowly.
"I-I don't know....." He admits.
"Oh....."
"I-it's snowing.... I'm scared, AJ." Harry says.
"Don't be scared.... I'll be there soon, baby." I tell him.
"Goodbye." Harry says.
"Bye. I love you, Harry."
"Love you too."
I pace around my room. How am I supposed to find him?! I NEED TO FIND HIM! What if I don't find him until he's..... Dead? No..... That cannot happen. I burst into One Direction's house with tears in my eyes.
"HELP! Harry..... He left me...." I sob.
"Why?" They all ask.
"I-I don't know. He just left..... And now he doesn't know where he is..... PLEASE HELP ME FIND HIM!" I'm crying hysterically.
"Fine. But only because he means so much to you." Zayn says. We drive for about 5 hours until we get to what looks like the middle of nowhere. I see a small figure lying in the snow.
"Harry!" I exclaim.
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FanfictionI'm just going to write part of the story because I'm terrible at descriptions. "See, Harry," I say, showing him a beautiful picture of the city, "these are reasons to live." "Looks like a perfect place to die to me," Harry says. "Harry, just liste...
