A Walk to Remember

What happens when Dakota Cruise goes on a walk she will never forget? Will she possibly meet up with her ex best friend Harry Styles who left her to take off on his singing career? Could she fall for one of this band mates maybe? Find out in my newest fiction that's sure to make you go crazy for updates;) Thanks for reading!!!!!! I write 3x a day!


6. Blood and Tears (not violent)

When I woke up in the morning I found myself only with Louis. He was fast asleep and I didn't want to wake him so I peeled back the comforter and headed to the kitchen. I knew at least Niall would be there considering last night he probably ate a totally of 4 bags of popcorn, a whole liter of coke, and 3 quarters of a pizza. When I got down there I had no luck. So I made myself some coffee since I had knowledge on where everything was located. The coffee was weak but I dealt with it. I decided to go back to Harry's room and lie down. Instead I found an old cracked picture frame of Harry and I drawing and laughing. My mother must've taken it by the looks of where we were at. Harry; an insecure little boy who was great at singing and drawing was now world wide famous and came home once every 2 years. He had made it. Suddenly I heard footsteps loudly clomping up the steps. I leapt into bed and peaked out behind the blanket. Liam. Who was now wearing just boxers. It showed off every inch of his broad, tan, and muscular abs. His shoulders were large and husky and I could tell he was built so well. I wanted him so bad. But then there was Niall who didn't have as much of that kind of body, still worked out well but more of a down to Earth funny guy. If I had the choice, which I didn't, I wouldn't even know what to think. After my day dreaming was over Liam asked if I wanted to go out for breakfast with him and the boys. So we both hopped onto Louis and shook him until his eyes were completely open. Finally everyone was up and ready and we were all out the door. When we arrived at the diner it was a full functioning busy place. Harry and I used to eat breakfast here with our mums a lot. Mrs. Anne and my mother had so much in common. Our dads met each other in war and when they came home they introduced us to one and other. That was how Harry and I met. We always wrote letters to our fathers together and pretended we were in battles. We had so much fun until one day an explosion went off at their sight. Somebody bombed our dads. Harry and I stuck with each other through it all. My mum cried for days and sometimes her and Harry's mum cried together. Our 2 families were now one. But now we were back at the diner and ordering our usual. As we sat down we heard screaming and cries of help from the back kitchen. Suddenly a man dressed in all black and a ski mask appeared and was now showing off a Bren Ten pistol. And by that time a shot rang out across all of the booths.

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