Loving a fugitive.

All I could feel was my head, it pounded in my ears like drums. I remember the kid in the street as cars flew by having not a care in the world. I remember the car closing in an alarming speed directly at the lost and confused 5-year-old kid. The shouts near by, the honking of cars, but no one stopped what they were doing, and I froze. Unable to move an inch lost in the space between this relm and the next. Then I remember hitting the ground, we hit the sidewalk just in time after I threw myself into on coming traffic and pulled the child to the side. We hit the ground so hard, you could hear the minute we made contact with it. Then came screams, and flash of lights, then everything turning black. Waking up to sirens and noise, I could finally move. I could finally speck, but I froze. My head completely throbbing. I got several request to go with the kid to the hospital, to at least get checked out, but I ignored and left the humming voices that made my ears go numb. Then little things after that happened. The last thing I remember from there, was the boy in the ally, with tattoos, long hear, sweat, and looked out of breathe. Then there was nothing but space left, everything went dark.

Notes

Yes this is a Harry Styles fan fiction, its just the Prologe, and Harry is a fugitive soo... This should be fun to write for me, and good to read for y'all, I hope :/ Vote and comment please!