Guns [Harry Styles]

Chapter 25

-Harry's P.O.V-

Carrie screams as she takes in the view in front of her.

"Dad!" She cries, shaking in her chair as an attempt to get out.

Her mum is crying as well, whispering whys to herself.

When I turn my gaze to her dad, my eyes widen.

Blood drips from his head where the bullet had went through.

Now I know how Carrie felt when she saw me shoot a cop in the head.

Monster.

The Man’s a monster.

First he’ll kill her dad and then he’ll kill her mum, just like how he killed my parents.

My heart shatters at the sight of Carrie.

She’s crying so hard.

Tears fall from her now puffy eyes and onto her to red cheeks.

"Does that answer your-" The Man starts but is cut off by a loud rumbling that is coming from the ceiling.

The ground begins to shake and pieces of the ceiling fall down on us, reminding me of the beach house being broken down.

My vision is blurred from the dust and gun shots replace the loud rumbling noise.

I instinctively lower my head but when I do, a hand is placed on my shoulder.

The Man’s going to kill me.

I shake violently in the chair as an attempt to get out.

“Calm down, it’s just me,” A familiar voice says as I feel the ropes on my arm and legs being tampered with.

My eyes widen.

I’ve grown up with this voice.

It’s Gemma.

“Gemma? How did you get here?”  I ask, standing up when the ropes are off.

"I tracked your call," Gemma answers. "Now take this."

She passes me a gun and I grip it in my hand.

“I’m sorry for what I said before,” I apologize.

“I can’t say it’s fine because it definitely wasn’t but don’t apologize. There’s no time.” Gemma says.

More gun shots ring in my ears.

As Gemma and I walk, we hold the gun out just in case we are faced with an enemy.

One of The Man’s guards comes in to view and I shoot him in the head, causing him to fall onto the ground.

I need to find The Man.

We continue to walk forward until I remember about Carrie and her mum.

“Where’s Carrie and the woman?” I ask, stopping in my tracks and wondering if I should turn back.

The Man could have kidnapped her again.

“We’ve brought them to the car,” Gemma answers, looking around for enemies.

A breath of relief escapes my mouth and we continue to walk.

I hear a set of footsteps behind us and immediately turn around and find another one of The Man’s guards.

My gun is raised to shoot him but the guard charges into us, causing me to shoot the sky instead.

I attempt to elbow his face but he quickly blocks it and throws me down.