The Hotline

"Do you think anyone would miss me?" A deep,raspy voice comes on the line, before I even say my name."Do you think anyone would care? If I pull the trigger of this gun, who would miss me?" I am startled by the sound of a gun being loaded. I am about to respond, when suddenly I hear a shot go off.


4. Chapter Four

The sun gleaming through my window is what ultimately gets me up. Even after I open my eyes completely, I still stay in for a good twenty minutes. Thinking, just thinking. 

What the hell happened last night?  After the phone call had ended, I spent a half hour thinking over everything that was said on the phone. 'Press'? What kind of press could this Harry person be talking about. 

I finally get up from my bed, and head into my bathroom.


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I do not have any classes at LSE, that start before midday, so my mornings usually consist of the work from school I didn't do the night before.

After getting a shower and changing into some joggers, I make my way into the kitchen downstairs. 

"Good morning daddy." I say as I give my dad a quick peck on his cheek. 

"Good morning pal." He smiles at me. 

As i begin to serve myself my breakfast, my dad gets up from the table and walks towards the closet by the door. Whilst i am sitting down with my plate, my dad is putting on his coat and rolling a suitcase out of the closet. 

I give my father a confused look as i sip down my warm milk. 
"Hey, I know it's a friday, but they called me in for a case in Southern London." 

I make an O shape with my mouth, letting him know I understand. My father is a lawyer, and sometimes but not often he gets called for business for various days. 


My dad walks over to me and gives me a kiss on the head. "It's only for a week love." 


My dad eventually leaves and I am left alone with my sister. it is still a little early but I begin to hear noises upstairs. As I am sitting on the coach with books scattered all around, I hear footsteps come down the stairs. 


"Hey Maddy." She says as she adjusts her school skirt. 


"Hey Lex" I smile. 


  Lexi is four years younger than me, she is sixteen. In my mind, Lexi is the pinnacle of true beauty. She inherited all the beauty from my mother. I love her. 


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  Usually, my classes are the easiest part of my day , but today I could not concentrate for the life of me. All I could think about was Harry. Which was quite comical since I have never even met the caller. 


it is the end of the day, and I am again heading to the office. Today though, instead of listening to my music whilst walking, I call Lexi. 

"Hey, im heading to the office. Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, ill be fine. Love you." Suddenly the line goes dead. 

"Love you too." I whisper to myself. 

As I walk into the office I suddenly have this urge to talk to the caller from last night.  I take my place in my chair, and as if by command, the phone rings.

I surprise myself on how fast I answer the phone. 

"This is Maddy speaking." 

"It's Harry. Harry Styles."

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