Are You The One?

This story unfolds about a girl name Mackenzie that moves to a private school. She met these 5 unbelievably cute guys that were called One Direction. The leader of the group, Harry Styles, was the meanest of them all and would "bully" Mackenzie. She soon get to know these boys and gets close to one of them. When she first met them, Niall was the one who caught her eyes first. As the story continues, she soon realizes "Is he really the one?"...


36. The Chase

Author's Not:


Hey guys! I'm the other half of this fanfic and am proud to say this story has not ended :D I haven't been able to update with my partner in crime lately :c but I'm here now so let's write some drama!(; Enjoy :3



 Mackenzie's POV:

It's been 2 hours since I climbed out of my uncle's penthouse window. It's been two hours since I found out that my dad had cancer and that he had just passed away. I didn't think of how I would get back to England but I knew I had to. I ran for what felt like miles till I came upon a train station. It looked pretty much disgusting, the paint was peeling off and the wood was rotten, yet I found myself desperately running inside. The place was deserted except for a small sized room with a desk and a window. The man at the desk shamelessly looked me up and down while licking his lips as I stood there examining the place. I let out a sound of disgust and rolled my eyes. "Hey, pretty can I..assist you?" the old hobo lookin' man said to me. His voice was absolutely dreadful, raspy and low but not in the sexy Harry way but the creepy rapist way. Every instinct in my body told me to run but I couldn't find myself fleeing, I had to see my dad one last time. "I need a train that will take me to England" I spoke sternly and glared at the old man. He let out a hollow chuckle and stepped out of the desk. "You're in New York, lady. That ain't gonna happen" his eyes bored into me and a wicked smile spread across his chapped lips. "But..I could service you in..another way" he stepped towards me and flung himself onto me. He smelled like liquor and dead people. I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a long scream until I felt a clammy hand cup my mouth. My eyes shot open and I put all my strength into one quick thrust. This caught the stupid man off guard and made him stumble giving me a 5 second lapse to start running. I ran as fast as I could but heard footsteps trailing behind me. Crap! This was one stubborn old man. I took a sharp left into the woods and then boom I was knocked cold.

Harry's POV:

The boys and I had been frantically searching the streets of New York for two whole hours. There was no sign of Mackenzie anywhere. I tried calling her several times but it went straight to voice mail. I became increasingly worried and frustrated. How could I possibly let this happen?! My poor angel was out there on the streets by herself and who know what could happen. My mind started to race even faster and I began running, I didn't know where I was running or why but I knew I had to find her. I heard the boys shout after me but my mind was too far to listen to their pleads, I increased my speed.

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