I could practically see the way that Harry's face twisted into fear, the way that the headlining news story would construe the entire night: "Crazy fangirl attacks rockstar, Harry Styles." He was completely terrified. But if only he understood that I wasn't trying to attack him; but trying to save him. A gunshot sounded in the air--loud and piercing. It stopped the chatter and crazy fangirling. Instead, screams of delight transformed into shouts of fear--complete and utter fear. Then another gunshot sounded. In the back of my mind, I knew that my body was on fire. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. But my adrenaline did it's job in numbing the pain as I cloaked Harry with my body. ~~~ November 6th, 2019: The night that Mia Fuller took a bullet for Harry Styles. -Completed-
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