The Fight For Life

Morgan is a young 16 year old girl. She meets, or more likely sees, a member of 1D. She is tied to trouble an trouble is tied to her. When two people fall for her, she makes the love complicated, and has to choose between the two.


1. Trouble At The Bar

I saw him, there at the bar. It was ten minutes to eleven pm. Ten minutes before my performance. Out of all the places, he, of all people, came to the night I perform!
I didn't realize I was staring until he looked at me and we caught each others eyes. Oh, his beautiful eyes. Those emerald green eyes, that curly dark hair, the dimply smile! So close to me!
There was a drunk blonde all over him, trying to make a move, get his attention. But once he saw me, we locked eyes.
He pushed the blonde chick off him and started to stand up! He looked at me and I almost couldn't breath! He was so close, I could just reach out and touch those bouncy curls of his.

That's when it happened. Right when he opened his mouth to speak, someone opened fire.
All I saw was a tiny thing fly right by his face. I screamed, he flinched. Before I knew it I had my hands around his neck, and pushed him against the bar!
I heard an oomph escape his mouth from the force of the push. I was blocking the path, the way the bullet came, with all of my body! I heard two more gun shots and felt a searing pain in my arm. I didn't scream, cry, or flinch. All that was in my head was that I must protect Harry, I am protecting Harry...... Wait..... I'm protecting one of the most famous boys in the world! I let a smile escape my lips.
I heard two more shots and felt a blinding pain in my leg, my leg gave out but I still stood tall. I heard running footsteps, but didn't dare look. I heard the front door of the bar open then close.
"You can let go. Someone is calling the cops, thank you." I hear Harry whisper in my ear.
I go to move my arms from his neck and I let out a groan of agony.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" he asked with hint of fear in his tone.
"I'm fine, just got shot....... a few times." I go to move my leg and whine with pain. "Never mind, I hurt, hospital PLEASE!!!" I say trying not to scare him any more then he already is.
"CALL THE POLICE, AN AMBULANCE!" He calls out to who ever hears him. "How bad does it hurt." he asks me with a gentle voice.
"Enough that I can't move my arm or leg." I try to say and get at least a small smile. It works and the sides of his mouth slightly go up.
I hear sirens in the distance and know they're for me. My eyes get heavy and I start to see spots. I get dizzy and lean against him for support. I hear a muffled voice, as he tries to talk to me. He asks again but all I get out is 'alright'.

Then everything went black
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