Lie To Me (A 1D Fanfiction) 14+

Molly is used to male admirers, she's not used to stalkers. And when she meets Harry Styles, things get even more complicated...

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34. Chapter 34

 

A huge beautiful willow tree stood on top of the hill, its branches hung down almost scraping the floor and amongst the leaves she saw a figure; she couldn’t see his face but just looking at the shape of his body made her feel happy. He started towards her.
 

A random gust of wind blew her hair across her face shielding her vision; she raked her fingers through her hair and when she looked for the figure again he was gone.
 

“Hello?” She called out, she started up the hill slowly but as she began to walk she felt a dull throbbing pain in her foot. “Oh,” She groaned looking down.
 

The fresh bright green grass beneath her seemed to transform into a dusty hard pavement.
“I don’t understand… hello?!” She furrowed her brow in confusion as she started moving quicker up the hill.
 

The pale blue sky faded to a dark grey and the heavens opened, rain poured down and crashed down onto the ground.
 

Molly fell to her knees as the pain in her feet got too much, she gasped as she looked down, deep cuts decorated her legs.
 

“What the… HELLO?!” She panicked, she looked back up at the tree and where its leaves and branches hung down, the bare skeleton of the tree swayed in the wind.
 

“MOLLY!” A familiar voice called out from behind.
 

With all her strength she turned and saw Harry, he was bleeding… a lot. He was hunched over slightly with his hand on his toned stomach.

 
“Harry?”

 
“Molly I can’t…” Harry began; he staggered forward and fell to the floor.
 

“Harry don’t leave me,” She cried pulling herself forward to his side.
 

A huge clap of thunder followed by a bright light brought her back to reality.
 

Molly rubbed at her eyes, the pain was still very much real, but the tree… the grass… they were gone.
 

She was alone in a room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I feel like I’ve gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson,” Victoria muttered brokenly.
 

“You look like it too,” Liam stated in an attempt to sympathise with her, she glanced over at him and groaned.


“If I could move without being in immense pain I’d be kicking you in the shin right about now,” She explained.
 

“I’ll help,” Stacey breathed kicking Liam in the leg.
 

“Hey!” He protested. “That hurt!” He looked back over at Victoria who lay on the hospital bed.
 

“Yeah Harry, let’s all sympathise with your probable bruise when Teagan’s broke her foot, Louis looks like he’s been through a shredder, Zayn’s in theatre having glass removed from his back, I’m lying here unable to move through fear of breaking something else and Molly and Harry still haven’t been found… but yeah… how’s your leg you brave soldier you?”
 

“Sorry,” Was his reply.
 

“No I am,” Victoria breathed sadly, “I just wanna see Zayn ; I wanna see if he’s okay!”
 

“I can go see if he’s out yet?” Stacey offered.
 

Victoria shook her head slowly, “My cousin and my best friend could be dead and I’m lying about just waiting to find out,”
 

“In all fairness… it’s not like you can go find out for yourself,” Liam reasoned sitting down on the chair next to the hospital bed. "They said bed rest for three weeks remember?"
 

"I know…” Victoria breathed. “I just wish I was doing something,”

 

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