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There's a lad.
There's a gal.
There's a man.
And something between all of them mixes together, and things take a wrong turn.
Meet...Harry, Pip, and Max.


9. Paranoid about you

Pip's POV

I threw my lifeless, scared body onto my bed and pulled the pillow out from under my head, throwing it on top of my head to block all the noise out. It was around 7:00 and I was still scared of Max's call. Would he know where I am? Is he coming to get me, is he on his way? What will he do...


I tried blocking all the thoughts out of my mind, before leaping off the bed. I slowly made my way to the kitchen, careful not to make any noise. I was very paranoid that Max was going to come after me, and that any wrong move I made would lead him straight to where I am!


I dragged a mug out from the cabinet and filled it with hot coco, letting the steam warm my face. I placed both my hands around the warm object and slowly walked to the living room, careful to pick my feet right up not making a sound. I bent my knees, letting my bum rest on the sofa, picking my legs up onto the sofa too.


Once I finished my drink, I dropped the mug onto the table and went up to my room, feeling less paranoid about the whole Max thing.


I dropped my body back into my bed, soon falling asleep, trying to forget Max.




I was having a snowball fight with my friends, not caring about our age, when a black van pulled up right next to me. I frowned, but carried on dodging the white monsters. Before I threw my snowball, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, dragging me away. I kicked and fought, but then felt a hand connect with my cheek, making me stop. I was thrown in to the black van, which took off at a very fast speed. I screamed for them to let me out, my heart racing inside my chest, my hands getting clammy from sweat and all the fun was gone.


''Hello, babe.'' I heard an unfamiliar voice boom, making me wince. ''Max, is my name.'' He chuckled loudly, before pulling out two objects that I know I will never be able to forget.


End of dream*


I quickly pulled myself off the bed, soaked in my own sweat, and pulled on a coat. Soon enough, I was in my car, driving as far as I could from my house.


Harry's POV


It was 6:34 and I couldn't fall back asleep, so I put on my new sneakers and headed towards my car, which was badly parked outside my house. I got in and started the car, driving to no where in particular.

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