Finally Wanted

Fight the pain. The emptiness. Why won't it go away? Molly is a 18 year old girl with
a complicated life. Her mother died and on top of the her dad abuses her. But when a boy comes in her life does he save her from all the bad things?


3. Exscape

At about 12 o'clock at night, when everything was silent. I inhaled a deep breath and pushed myself to do it. I grabbed my bags and crept past my dad's room hoping not to wake him. Each step the floor squeaked and croaked. My walking sped up faster to the living room door. I pressed my tiny palm to the door nob twisting it open as slow as possible. Once I was outside it felt like so much weight was off of my shoulders. I closed the door quietly and walked through the wet grass; as it had just rained. I walked for a while down the dark sidewalk with only the light of the lamp post. I felt a couple of drops of water fall onto my cheek followed by more as it started to pour. I walked and walked not know where I was anymore. My hair stuck to my forehead and my clothes felt like they were glued to me. Harry's POV: I watched out my window of my flat as it rained. Not only minutes later to see a girl that was soaked carrying bags. She plopped down on the sidewalk and cried. She grabbed one of her bags and used it as a pillow. I couldn't stand it. I ran out side with nothing but shorts on. I bent down and wrapped my arms around her and carried her bridal style to my bed. I placed her lightly on my comfortable bed and thought she could use some more clothes since she was soaked. I grabbed one of my short sleeve white v neck shirts and put it on the bed. I peeled her shirt and pants off of her body and put her in the shirt I had picked out. I pulled the covers upon her and took a good look at the girl that was laying in my bed. She was quite in fact beautiful. Her brown hair messy and all over the place. Her eyes closed like she was having a good dream. I smiled lightly and closed my bedroom door. I turned on the living room tv to see a man had reported missing daughter. It pulled up a picture of the girl and it looked exactly like the girl in my bed. I figured I would let her sleep then in the morning I would call them to let em know I found her. I laid on the couch and shut the tv off. I slowly drifted off the sleep thinking about her.

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