Misfits[h.s.]

Chapter 10

A/N Hello everyone! Thanks for reading my fanfic it means a lot. Also, I would like to thank x1DOLx because she's really nice and she's life. I had to write an essay for language arts. When I could have been writing this. Anyways, I am now so enjoy!

The sounds of a clock exploded in my head.

Tick tock tick tock...

They seemed like the sound of my life ticking away.

I was afraid.

Afraid of dying to young.

Not getting married.

Not having a family.

Not going to parties.

Not having a normal life.

But there was one thing I had done here.
I fell in love.

I fell in love with the boy with the green eyes and a heartbeat.

He was fascinating but he was dangerous.

I knew from the time I had met him he was trouble.

I shouldn't trust a murder, should I?

But why am I in here?

He shouldn't trust me either.

We're both crazy.

But we don't care.
We are in love.

It was early in the morning and I was sleeping beside him.

His arms still wrapped around my waist.
Harry's POV

A beautiful girl rested beside me.

I held Mavis tightly.

Afraid of letting go.

I would lose her one day.

The painful truth haunted me.

"Good morning, love," I whispered with a yawn.

"Good morning, Harry," she responded.

"I wish we could lie here all day but we have to get a move on," I stated with a sigh.
Mavis' POV

Harry's hands lifted my body up to the small door so we could exit.

I picked the latch and slid the door open.

My hand gripped onto the floor above me as I pulled my weight up.

I was out in the open, afraid of someone seeing me.

I hid behind a wall just until Harry came.

A slight tap on my shoulder scared the hell out of me.

Slowly, I turned around to see Harry looking back at me with a smirk.

"Bastard," I muttered.

Quickly, we crept down the hallway trying to find a exit.

Instead we came across a big electronic panel.

It read "Missing: Harry Styles and Mavis Roth. Wanted, dead or alive."

It displayed a hologram of our faces.

Suddenly, the noise of a huge blaring siren filled the room.

A door slowly lifted up releasing a bunch of wolves from their cages.

Harry held my hand tightly even though both of our hands were sweaty.