Mr. Styles

Chapter 39

Greg's P.O.V.

I smiled seeing Elena fast asleep beside me. I was definitely glad that she was here with me.

I decided to let her sleep and just pack a few bags for us to get on the road tomorrow. I think she'll love the house. There's a big yard in both the front and back and I made sure to get a house with a big bathroom so we can share the space. I even had one of the rooms painted pink and filled it with all the stuffed animals she likes.

I really want us to work.

I made sure to cum insider her this time so that we can start building our family. I'm not sure if she is really ready to have a baby as of yet but I think she will be a great mother. She's caring and sweet, plus she's likes all that baby stuff anyways. I remember at Mr. Styles' place she had childish pajamas and she liked to watch those kiddy cartoons and stuff. So I think that this will work.

I mean I don't really understand why she acts like that sometimes but it's really adorable seeing her in those clothes.

I have to say, I am a little nervous about being a father but I'm also excited. I hope the stuff I gave Elena doesn't effect the baby in any way. Maybe after a few weeks I can take her to the doctors to get her checked out.

I looked over at Elena and kissed her hair. It was a little damp from her sweating so much but it's probably just a side effect of what I gave her earlier. I liked watching her sleep, she reminds me of a little girl actually. She's never even looked her age. I remember when we first met, I thought she was about three years younger than her actual age. However, she's always been beautiful... I think it just took me a little while to realize that.

I grabbed my suitcase from the corner of the room and placed it on the bed careful not to wake Elena. I carefully folded both her shirts and mine and place them in. I seriously doubt that this is enough clothes for her but I can always get her some more once she is settled in.

Mr. Styles' P.O.V.

I sped down the road and pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. I wasn't thinking straight but I knew that fuckers room number and I was in fact going to rip his insides out.

I couldn't wait for Zayn to get here. I hopped out of my car and stormed into the hotel.

"Hello sir welcome to-"

I pushed passed the stupid man, pretty much knocking him to the floor. I only had one agenda... to rip Gregory apart.

I sprinted up the stairs to the sixth floor and pulled my gun from my waistband. Within the next second I busted the door down and growled seeing Gregory in the midst of putting his clothes on.

"You fucking asshole!"

I tackled him to the ground and slammed my fist into his nose. Forgetting that I had a gun, I pulled out my switchblade and swiped it across his neck.

"Harry!"

I turned and saw Zayn rush over and yank the knife from my hands. "What the fuck mate?! You can't kill him here! It's sloppy!"

"Zayn shut the fuck up!"

I looked down and realized that the fucker was dead.... which I was happy about.

I pointed a finger at Zayn. "Have someone come here and clean this shit up. I need to get Elena back to the house and make sure that everything is alright.

I went over to the bed and frowned seeing Elena sleeping. Yes she looked so peaceful but she was sweating profusely and she looked sick- even in her sleep. "Elena..." I said softly shaking her.

She didn't move.

"Elena!" I said again.

Her eyes fluttered opened and she let out a cough. Before I could blink she sat up quickly and vomited all over the bed. I frowned seeing her coughing up blood.

"Damnit.." I whispered. Her eyes met mine and they widened. "H-Harry.."

A/N: Heyyyyy

Soo.... Greg is dead....

Are you surprised?

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