DNA (A Harry Styles FanFic)

Kat is a normal teenage girl but when Harry, the quiet kid with a mysterious pass comes into her life, everything changes. She slowly falls for Harry but his past comes back to get him. It hurts him and also everyone he's ever loved, including Kat. While there love grows, so does the challenge of whether Harry stays with her, or leaves forever. Will Kat be strong enough to keep their love strong, or will she give in, letting him go?

"I knew what i was getting myself into, I knew he was dangerous, but something about him made me fall, and I was falling hard."


16. Not A Dream

*Kat's POV*

After about a few minutes after I came down, Harry walked down the stairs. He had on navy blue shorts with a black shirt and white converses. He had on shades and it made him look a lot hotter than usual. 

"You ready?" He asked me as he grabbed the car keys.

I didn't know if I was ready or not. I felt nervous at one point but then at another time I'd feel perfectly fine. I guess the mixed emotions caused me to become nauseous. 

"No. You know all I need is my clothes and essentials. We can leave the rest Harry. I just want to get out of there quick."

He looked at me and nodded. He knew how I felt about that house and he knew that I wasn't ready to go back the morning right after everything happened. 

"Are you sure?" he asked me one more time while closing the door.

I wasn't really positive of what I wanted. I wasn't sure at all if I wanted my stuff. 

"Well, maybe we can take my makeup and my vanity. I mean, I want my jewelry. I spent a lot. How about we just take everything I paid for and leave what they paid for?"

"That sound good." We got into his black Ford Mustang and we left. It was silent, no talking, no glances, no gestures. Just silence. I guess it was something we both needed given the stress I was going through and most probably he was stressed to. 

Harry finally broke the silence, "So, you plan on telling me where this house is or am I supposed to find out by myself."

"Hahaha oh my gosh I'm sorry. I forgot. Well, right here take a right....ok now a left.....ok now at that stop sign make a right and the house is going to be the first one to the left."

I became anxious as I saw the huge house appear by the corner. But something wasn't right. The door was wide open and I could tell that it was a forced entry. I panicked and at the second that Harry stopped the car, I ran out. I could care less about Dave but I worried about Alyssa and her mom and her three sisters. Every bad possibility ran through my head but one stuck out the most. What if Dave went out on some rampage and just lost control? I ran faster than I would ever run through the house. The photos were either cracked on the floor or barely hanging on the wall. As I entered the kitchen, the plates were all thrown on the floor the cups were shattered and then I saw it. A huge puddle of blood trailing out to the backyard. This couldn't have been Dave. I walked out slowly to the backyard. I was shocked by what I saw and my knees grew weak causing me to fall to the ground. Harry ran up to me when I feel and I buried my head into his neck. This couldn't be happening. THis didn't happen. THis can't happen. Alyssa, her dad and mom and her sisters were all lying on the cold summer grass, lifeless. I could see what happened by the way they were positioned. Dave was holding Alyssa after she got either shot or stabbed. I could't tell but whatever it was it got here just under her heart. Then Kate, her mom, was holding the three girls, probably comforting them before their throats got slashed. This was horrifying and knowing them for so long, it hurt even more knowing that they were my family for the last few years and I just ditched them. Maybe if I stayed none of this would've happened.

"Harry I can't stay here. I can't."

"Ok look, you call the cops and I'll just buy you everything you need. It's not a problem for me."

I dialed 911 and with each ring more and more tears fell from my eyes. 

"Hello this is 911 how may I help you?"

The only words I could say while I sobbed was "Please, they're all dead. We need help. They're all dead."

A few minutes after she said everything will be fine they were there and that's when I realized. This was just a dream. 



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