HIIIII so firstly, @MapleLeafx has made a The Dollhouse trailer!! But I don't know how to add it to the chapter ._. BUT, you can see it on youtube, the title is "The Dollhouse [Harry styles] trailer"

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Holly

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My comfortable, deep sleep only lasts five minutes before everyone, including myself, is frighteningly bolted awake by the annoying, irritating sound of a loud, echoing beep going off in every room of The Dollhouse.

It's the fire alarm.

The girls and I all jolt up out of our beds, immediately starting to panic like crazy.

The girls and I are still panicking horrifically when Harry slams open the door and yells, "Get out!"

We all follow Harry outside of the dolls and I's bedroom, and were all suddenly caught up in dark smoke as it crawls into our lungs and makes it hard for us all to breathe. There is an actual fire in The Dollhouse, and the house is so big, we don't even know where all the smoke and fire is coming from.

"Hurry up! Follow!" Harry screams at us girls, scaring us all even more with his powerful voice.

The dolls and I run down the stairs as we follow Harry to investigate where the dangerous fire is coming from.

"Liz, get the fire extinguisher!" Harry yells at Liz.

"I don't know where it is?!" Liz screams, panic and paranoia in her usually small voice.

"I do, let's go!" Lola grabs hold of Liz's hand and runs off with her to get a fire extinguisher.

The remaining girls and I still follow Harry, screaming and sweating as we get closer to finding the fire and where all the most smoke and hotness is coming from.

The girls and I aren't actually focusing on where Harry is going; we are just following. The thoughts on our minds are much more important than following Harry, but all our attention turns to him as we walk down stairs, and I realise were going to the dungeon.

Once were all down at the dungeon behind the main door, Harry opens it before us to identify and see if the fire is coming from the dungeon, and seeing its state already, I can tell the fire is defiantly happening in there.

Harry unlocks the dungeon door and were all immediately struck by the burning warmth of the fire and the strong smoke infesting our lungs.

"Run upstairs, quick!" Harry yells at the girls and I.

"But, we wanna help-" Macy says, looking sad and scared.

"Get the fuck upstairs now!" Harry yells, louder than ever, and we all know to obey.

The girls and I run up the stairs, trying to get in front of each other and out of the smoke and fire that comes from the dungeon. As we run up the dungeon stairs, Liz and Lola run down holding a big fire extinguisher, and covering their noses with their hands because of the deadly smoke.

Liz and Lola give Harry the extinguisher and hurriedly run up the stairs with me and the others.

Once the girls and I are out of the dungeon entrance, we catch our breath, making sure not to catch too much smoke seeing as were already coughing voraciously due to all the smoke already filled in our lungs.

We then all bolt upstairs, trying to take over each other, and quickly making our way to the bedroom.

Once the girls and I are in the bedroom, we all plop down on Juliet's bed; the bed nearest to the door.

"What's going to h-happen!" Dakota says, tears springing into her eyes.

"How did this fire even start?" Evie says, shivering from fright.

Now that I think of it, how did this fire even start? It's not like fire could just jolt up out of no where and express all it's red fiery flames, and smoke can't just take over the place. Someone, or something, would've started this fire. It couldn't be me, I had nothing associated with lighters, matches or anything to create a fire.

Except for the flame torch at the dungeon... But, could that of really started the fire? I swear I put it back correctly... Or didn't I? The torch may have accidentally touched the dungeon wall, and the flame could've extended and spread... Which means it would be my fault, and that's most likely, and probably for sure, what happened.

I started the fire.

It's all my fault that the dungeon is ruined and burnt, that the girls, Harry and I's lungs are flooded with dirty smoke and our voices are hoarse due to all our screams of fear and panic, and the smoke damaging our vocal chords.

It's all my fault.

Should I tell the girls it was me who accidentally started the fire? I want to, but as much as I love them to pieces, I can't. They'll tell Harry, and Harry... Well, god knows what he'd do.

"I hope Harry's okay..." I say, looking down and realising everything I've just done.

"I don't, for all we know he could've started the fire! Dirty bastard!" Lola crosses her arms and screams.

"He could be on fire right now... What if... The smoke was too strong and he could of-"

"Holly!" Sarah cuts me off, "I'm sure Harry'll be fine."

"Yeah, he's gonna take care of the fire, everything will be back to normal." Macy says, hugging me with one arm.

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Harry

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I take care of the last little flame that lives in the dungeon, then look around at the burnt scene that overwhelms my crystal green eyes. The dungeon is ruined, smoke is everywhere, the cells are burnt. It's a terrifying sight.

Whoever the fuck started this fire will get what they deserve... I swear. I will find out who started the fire, and I'll give them a worser punishment than being in the dungeon.

I give the dungeon one last look, examining every little detail that was caught in the fire before running up the stairs.

When I'm out of the dungeon, I rub the dripping swear off of my forehead and take a deep breath.

I run upstairs and into the dolls bedroom to find the dolls all on Juliet's bed, looking traumatised and still frightened by the scene of burning, flames and endless smoke.

"Dolls... Go back to sleep." I say to them all, as they obey and walk to their own designated beds.

"Is the fire all out?" Evie asks, the covers of her bed hiding half of her face.

"Yes. Go to sleep." I say, switching off the main bedroom light and closing the door gently.

I lean against the door, just to take a second and realise what the fuck just happened. A fire. In my dollhouse.

I can't just let the culprit get away with this. I'm gonna find out who started the fire and I will kill them, no matter who the fuck they are. They deserve death.

I'm trying to think of ways to find out who started the fire, and the brilliant idea suddenly pops into my head. Security cameras. I can check on the security camera footage to see who started the fire.

I immediately run to my master bedroom as soon as the idea is in my head.

I sit down on my purple velvet, ruby incrusted chair and look at the security camera footage. There are so many security cameras in The Dollhouse, so my eyes constantly change to look at every single one.

I rewind the footage to look at the dungeon security camera, and what comes up is scratchy and black, the security camera defiantly looks like it's having serious technical difficulties. Obviously the fire in the dungeon ruined the security camera, too.

I look around at the other cameras, and once I see the rewinded footage of the kitchen, something immediately catches my eye. A person, and the black and white screen for the security camera is just clear enough to identify who it is.

Sarah.

I don't have to look any further at the other security camera footage, I've got my dirty culprit who started this bullshit of a mess. It's Sarah, and I can trust myself Sarah will pay. She will pay, alright.

A/N: oh

Btw if ur confused about the dungeon steps it's like a door, you open it, steps, walk down, door, steps, dungeon. :)

you guys are confused so I'll explain the Sarah thing. Harry went to check the dungeon security cameras, but they were ruined in the fire, so he checked the kitchen security cameras and rewinded the footage, and saw Sarah. So he thinks it's her, not Holly.