The Stalker

When a stalker is chasing you and you end up in a box with your friends hiding from him and you accidentally jumped into one of the One Direction's shipments, things get crazy and people start to get killed off.


23. Chapter 23


            After Makie had left, we all went inside to get some food. I couldn’t eat though. Then I recorded the song but it wasn’t the same. Finally, I went to bed but I couldn’t sleep. She was on my mind all day. When I finally woke up the next day, everyone was standing in the living room around the TV. They were watching some movie on TV or something while I was checking my phone for messages. I saw one from the police department. I listened to the message Makie left and I knew I had to save her somehow someway. I was going after her. Suddenly I hear BREAKING NEWS on the TV. “Breaking News: there is a major hurricane headed the London area. Hurricane Ashton to be exact. No one is allowed on the streets. Man, London you can’t get a break. One dead and then a murder on top of a hurricane. Now back to your other show.” The news reporter stated. “I am going after her no matter what!” I screamed. “Harry what do you mean?” Liam asked. “Makie, she is in danger,” I explained. “No she is the danger,” Zayn commented. “You don’t understand,” I stammered. “Harry even if you wanted to you couldn’t,” Malena mentioned. I ignored all of their babbling. I was going to find her. I stormed out of the trailer and hopped into my car. I started driving but was stopped by a policeman saying, “No one on the streets.” I hopped out of my car and started booking it. I could faintly hear the policeman mutter, “Those love stuck idiots.” I smiled and kept running for the jail.


            “It’s time,” one of the guards told me. I stood up and walked with him to the shooting range. The rain started pouring and there were having gun difficulties. I stood in the wet rain waiting to be killed. This was the worst feeling of my life ever. I have never imagined to die like this. I wanted to get married and settle down and then die of natural causes but that wasn’t going to happen. All these thoughts ran through my head over and over until the man said, “This is it.” He cocked back the gun….




I finally reached the jail when I heard a gunshot. I fell to my knees and started crying as the rain poured down my back. “Can I help you sir?” One of the guards asked. “by any chance can I see Makenzie?” I asked still crying. I still had some hope left though. Maybe it was someone else. “Sure but I think she was shot…You can see her anyways,” the police guard answered. Maybe she was still alive. If I could just hear her speak again…. He lead me into the shooting range where I saw Makie’s body lay. I ran to her and got down on my knees putting her head to on my knees. Blood was running all over her body but at that moment I didn’t care. “Makie… this wasn’t suppose to happen… The guy always gets the girl. The prince, the princess. I was suppose to be the one who risks his life I am the prince,” I muttered crying. “But Harry that is the problem. I am not a princess..” Makie uttered weakly. She was dying and I could see pain in her eyes. The breath left her lungs and her heart stopped. She was dead. “NO MAKIE!!!! But I love you!” I screamed as I put my head on hers. The tears kept flowing down my face. The rain poured harder on my back. The winds picked up causing my hair to flow every which way but that didn’t matter now. People were running inside to get away from the hurricane but I didn’t care if the hurricane killed me on the spot. I had nothing to live for anymore anyway. My love was dead.

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