This chapter will be really short because I'm writing in a different POV. This'll be difficult so don't judge! x
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( Harry's POV )
As Louis' fist connects with my jaw I snap back into reality.
"You can't just take it out on her Harry!" Louis shouts loudly.
I can feel my jaw pounding harshly, "Do you hear me?" He asks, and pushes me.
"Do you fucking here me?" He yells again.
I'd never seen him so pissed.
I don't answer.
He pushes be again, "Answer me!"
"It was a fucking mistake! You make them too, everyone does!" I shout, running my fingers through my hair.
"That was a big mistake Harry, a huge one-"
Interrupting our yelling, Danielle bursts through into the kitchen.
"She's gone."
No.
I push past her and run up the stairs and into her room, as I fly through the door I see an open window.
"Fuck." I mumble, hurrying to the window.
She's gone.
She's fucking gone.
I step closer to the window and hear a slight crack beneath my foot.
As I list my foot, I see a small orange bottle.
No. No. No. No.
I slowly pick it up, my fingertips trembling and read the label.
'Anti-depresent
Harry Styles
Take one a day
Take with food and water'
I feel the tears rushing down my cheeks.
As I feel my cheeks being engulfed with tears, the determination sets in.
I'm finding her.