Harry POV
I blew the smoke out of my lips as I leaned against the brick wall watching people walking past. Yesterday seeing Julia break down during our training made me feel a type of way, anger mixed with sadness. I wasn't used to feeling sad when it came to others not really sure why seeing her in tears made me want to kill this Damon guy. She had a pure soul, a heart that was caring no matter who you were. It's crazy to think someone wants to hurt her. The fact that I dug through instagram posts to find this little shit was a shock to me. I don't know why I cared so much but no one hurts my angel and gets away with it.
"About fucking time Niall." I spit out finishing off the cigarette tossing it onto the concrete. This fucker made me stand here for almost an hour.
"Sorry Mate I had to drop Liam and Evie off, are you sure you wanna do this?" He asked me looking like this is the biggest regret I'll have but right now I didn't give a shit about what will happen later on.
"Yes, did you bring it?" He nodded signaling to the bag he had hanging off his shoulder. I nodded turning around and opening the door to the apartment building. I heard the women at the front desk asking if she could help us with anything but I put my hand up ignoring her as I pressed the button to the elevator. As soon as the doors closed shut Niall already began with the questions.
"Does Julia know about this? Where does she think you are? You're not gonna kill the guy right?" He rambled question after question making me wanna rip my own fucking head off.
"Niall shut the fuck up Jesus Christ, I thought you were getting laid you seem pretty tensed." I smirked causing the Irish fucker to glare at me.
"Relax I won't kill him unless he provokes me than I can't promise. Julia has no clue and she's not going to so don't run your mouth to Evie." I said as the elevator came to a stop at the highest floor of the building. My eyes landing on each door reading the numbers out loud 15, 16, 17, 18, and 19 making me come to a stop. Standing behind this door was the lowlife piece of shit she dated. I don't know what she saw in him quite frankly judging from the photos I've found she was way out of his league.
I looked over at Niall making sure he was ready giving me a firm nodded as I knocked on the door. I wasn't sure how this was going to plan out maybe he would end up dead.
The door flung open my eyes immediately locking onto his as he looked confused on who the hell we were.
"Can I help you?" He sounded like a douchebag.
"Yeah actually you can, we just moved into the spot right below this floor and we are getting water leakage, wondering if we can have a look in your bathroom?" I motioned to the bag in Niall's hands as if they were tools so this dumb ass would move the fuck out my way. I watched his eyes closely as they flickered between me, Niall and the bag. He nodded moving to the side letting us in. Like I said complete dumb ass. As soon as I walked in a smirk formed right onto my lips as I muttered a fake thank you.
"Lovely place, you live alone?" I asked as my eyes scan the room.
"Thanks and uh yeah." His voice sounding confused with the question as he took a seat on his chair. I took this as an opportunity to make him known why we were here.
"No girlfriend?" A fake smile on my lips as Niall opened the bag following my lead. I watched him closely as he laughed shaking his head like this was a fucking joke.
"Yeah I figured, it's usually a turn off when guys lay their hands on there girlfriends." I smiled causing the laugh to fade as he looked at me with a dumb confused look.
"I mean it was a definitely a turn off for Julia right? That's why she left you." His eyes widen as his pupils grew as he tried to form pointless words that had no meaning to me. I grabbed the duct tape from the bag as Niall grabbed the rope both of us walking over to him holding him down as he tried to run. Niall grabbed his hands placing them behind his back tying it securely as I ripped a piece of the tape putting it over his mouth. Finally some peace and quiet.
"You know Damon, I don't like when someone hurts things that belong to me." I spit out as I grabbed the small pocket knife from my back pocket flashing it in front of his eyes. I slid the cold blade against his cheek not putting any pressure as he muffled in the tape his eyes filled with fear.
"Do you feel like a man yet? Holding women down as you belittle them? Does that make your dick hard?" His whimpers sounding like music to my ears as he was struggling against the rope. I pressed the blade to his neck telling him if he screamed I'd kill him right here right now. I pulled the tape off his mouth deciding to have my fun now.
"We're gonna play a game, you and I. Answer it wrong you'll feel my knuckles against your face." I smiled as I pulled a chair to sit in front of him. Niall standing beside me as he watched.
"Did you feel like a man when you held her down? My sweet angel." I asked raising and eyebrow as he breathed heavily out his mouth.
"Angel? She's a fucking whore." He snapped making me shake my head as I tapped the blade against my knee. I felt the anger rush through my bloodstream as my eyes went cold. My eyes were locked onto his watching that smug look on his face and before I knew it the feeling of my hand connected with his face.
"Wanna say that shit again!" I yelled as my knuckle repeating hit his face instantly seeing the blood on his face. That didn't stop me as my punches grew harder as I gripped onto his shirt with my hand.
"I'll fucking kill you!" I yelled as the pain on my knuckles grew bigger. Something inside me snapped hearing the words he called my angel. I wanted to kill him so bad I didn't give two shits what happened to me as long as he was dead. I felt hands grip my shoulders pulling me off his body hearing Niall shouting "Harry stop!". My eyes snapping out of the confused state I was in looking at the bloody face in front of me as he groaned on the ground. My eyes flickered to Niall who had a shocked look on his face on what the fuck happened. I only told Niall I was gonna talk to him, scare him a little but something made me flip like a switch.
I pushed past him leaving the apartment as I tried to calm my breathing running down the flights of stairs. Feeling the fresh cold air on my body making me grab my hair as I screamed fuck on the top of my lungs. I saw Niall run out his eyes matching to mine.
"What the fuck was that Harry! You said you were gonna talk not almost kill the fucking guy!" He yelled throwing his hands up in the air.
"I was! But something snapped when he said that, shit I didn't know!" I yelled back as a million thoughts flooded my head. Did I regret it? Hell no I'd do it all over again if it showed him who the fuck he thought he was talking too.
"Shit Harry what if he calls the cops? You think Julia won't find out then?" Niall said as he pressed against the wall taking a deep breath knowing he was almost involved in a murder. The thought of killing that guy only made me laugh.
"This isn't funny Harry." Niall said looking at me as I was in a laughter fit. The look on that guys face when he realized why we were there was fucking priceless, wish I had a camera to capture it. Niall finally calmed down after we smoked a cigarette going over the possibilities if he did call the cops. Told Niall I'd take the complete fall for it since it was my idea. I had to make him promise he wouldn't tell Evie about this knowing damn well she would run her mouth to Julia. If she found out about this she definitely wouldn't want to be around me.
After going over it with Niall we separated our ways pretending this never happened. Hell the guy deserved it no matter what, he put my angel through something so traumatic and thought he could forget about it cause she was weak? I will always protect my angel.
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Sweet Angel
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