Delilah May
June 26, 2014

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“Harry,” I said as my hands settled on my hips as I lightheartedly glared at him. His hair was in a short pony tail as he swayed around my living room as the song ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay filled the room with its charming melody. “We have to study.”

A smile big grin appeared on his face before he begun to serenade me, “When the tears come streaming down your face, when you lose something you can't replace.” Harry crooned before he grabbed my hands and twirled me around.

My back was pressed against his chest before his husky voice leaned in and whispered “When you love someone but it goes to waste,” in my neck, warming it up from his deep exhale. “Could it be worse?”

That memory ran in my head like warm sand through an hour glass. Nothing felt right as I strived to get comfortable in this small English room. Seconds seemed to feel like day and minutes felt like years as I waited for Harry to come back.

Everyone in a while I would perceive the sounds of more gunshots that seemed to be getting further from me by each shot, but I still wouldn’t take a chance. I wondered why Harry wouldn’t let me go with him. Most likely because he didn’t want me to get hurt, or it was easier to escape with just him alone. But that couldn’t be true, he wouldn’t leave me in here.

The gold door knob begun to rattle before I reached my hand out and unlocked it, praying that it was harry but worrying I just let a couple of strangers in.

“Harry?” I mumbled before five kids begun to fill the room with worried looks on their faces.

“Thank you!” One girl with red hair yelled right before one boy shushed her.

“Shut up!” He said in a loud whisper before he turned on the light and closed the door behind him. The girls face was flushed with color before I looked at the rest of them, all distressed messes.

“Everyone get under a table, and be quiet.” He instructed us to do, making sure it was noticeable he was taking control.

We all made our way to a table separate from each other before we begun to wait again. I don’t know what they were waiting for but all I knew was I was waiting for the boy who I loved come through that door and save me.


Harry Styles
June 26, 2014

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I wondered through the hall like it was a corn maze. Not knowing if each hall would lead me to a dead end or not. My mind raced with anxiety as I could hear gun shots go off far behind me before I saw movement outside a doorway.

My body seemed to be frozen before relief flushed over me as it looked to be a cop who rushed over to me. “Are you okay?” He asked more demanding than empathetic.

“I-Uhm,” I stuttered before he locked his arm with mine and begun to pull me into the door way I noticed him in. “Wait.” I called out but he didn’t wait, he only pulled me faster, almost making me stumble over my feet.

“We have to hurry, Kid.” He bit at me before he almost shoved me down a pair of stairs I didn’t even know existed.

“My Girlfriend.” Was all I said before panic filled me. “Y-You have to go get Delilah,” I cried before as I saw blood at the bottom of the staircase that trailed all the way out to the front doors, but he took me a back way.

“We will.” He simply stated, but I didn’t believe him.

I tried shoving him off of me before as I whimpered with impatience. His grip was too strong as his grip on my arm became tighter. “Let me fucking go!”

As I strived to shove him off he pushed him and myself though doors as the hard sunlight beamed down on my skin and made me squint my eyes. He let me go before he turned around and closed the door behind him with a click that caught my attention.

I swiftly turned around to meet the door that was surrounded in brick. I twisted the handle but it didn’t budge. I banged my fist on the door as I begged him to let me back in before more cops came to me and had to pull me back to safety.

I starred at the school as cops talked to me, trying to get me to talk but I didn’t. My mind was somewhere else, worrying what was happening behind those was, but more importantly where Delilah was.



Mr. Smith
June 26, 2014

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I shot at anything I caught in my sight as I strolled down the hallway, whistling. I felt almost invincible, I kept thinking to myself if everyone was out of the school already or if kids were hiding.

It felt like I was playing a game of hide and seek before I turned down a hallway to perceive the sound of talking. “Thank you!” I heard a girl cry, making the mistake of her life.

I then caught a diminutive “Shut up!” as I held my gun fire and begun to walk towards the mumbling. I then heard the sound of a door closing down a hallway that was located in the next hallway down.

It’s okay, this is okay. It’s for my country. They will thank me later.

I then reached the door and almost cried out in happiness as I found that it was unlock. “I found you.” I said as I flung the door open that was next, followed by screams.

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