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Chapter 32:

Harry's POV

"Well well well. What do we have here?" A man said.

He seemed to be their leader. Tim.

"Niall, take her." I said quietly.

I helped Niall grab ahold of Jess completely and in the process I slipped my hand behind his back and grabbed ahold of his gun and slowly pulled it out.

Tim started to walk closer to me and I quickly slipped the gun behind my back and took a few steps forward.

Paul and the boys were standing behind me and Tim's goons stop behind him.

"Boy, I don't think you know who you're messin with. Where's Josh?" He asked as he got in my face.

As if on cue, Paul laid Josh on the dirty ground.

Tim's eye widen with fear.

"And I don't think you know who you are messing with." I said, holdin on to the gun behind my back.

Tim started to laugh and took a few steps back. Then all of the sudden he pulled out a gun and held it to my forehead and I quickly responded by putting mine under his neck.

I saw Tim's goons take out their guns and I heard behind me that the boys took theirs out as well.

"You've got quiet some nerve boy! Comin around here, pullin guns on people like you're somebody important!" I spat.

"Maybe if you hadn't took my wife, you wouldn't have to deal with me right now!"

"Oh so you're the poor man that married that worthless bitch! Tell me something, just how tight is she?"

Anger boiled up inside of me as he disrespected Jessica and I with his sick words!

"Shut the fuck up before I blow your head clean off you piece of shit!" I yelled and dug the tip of the gun deep into his neck.

Then I saw blue lights flash in my eyes as the police and ambulance pulled up. Tim's goons darted off and I heard the boys drop their guns on the ground.

"Lower your weapons!" A officer yelled into his bullhorn.

Tim didn't budge so neither did I. The second I did, I knew he'd shoot me.

"Drop them! Now! Or we will open fire!"

"Wait!" I yelled still not moving.

"Do any of you know Jessica Reynolds!?" I yelled.

"We all do. What does she hav- oh God is that Jessica!" The officer yelled.

"Yes! That's my wife! I'm Harry Styles. We were just wed over a week ago, here in this town. And this man standing infront of me had her kidnapped and raped!" I yelled out.

But we still didn't budge. I saw officers and EMTs run over to Jessica to help her.

"Who's this boy on the ground?" An officer yelled.

"He's the one that raped her." I said angrily.

"Okay you two need to drop your weapons! Now!" The officer yelled in his bullhorn.

"If I drop my gun, he'll shoot me." I replied.

Tim smirked at my words for he knew they were true.

"You'll both be shot if you don't lower your guns!"

Then a gun fired and I closed my eyes expecting to feel pain or something. But all I felt was the gun barrel that was pressed to my forehead disappear.

I opened my eyes and looked down at Tim.

He had blood pouring out from around his head and that's when I noticed the bullet wound on the side of his head.

I dropped my gun and stepped back.

Officers quickly patted me down and picked up my gun. A few went and checked to see if Tim was dead.

"Jess?" I called out.

"She's in the ambulance son. But we're going to have to take in custody for some questions." An officer said as he took my hands and placed metal cuffs around them.

"No! I have to be with her!" I yelled.

"Harry! It's okay, we'll go and update you on how she is." Niall said as they dragged me to a police car.

"Tell her I love her!" I yelled before they slammed the car door in my face.

The ride to the police station was awful and I couldn't help but cry.

My wife was being rushed to the hospital after being raped and I wasn't there for her.

But quickly the car stopped and we were already at the station.

The officers helped me out of the car and walked me inside. They took me into a grayish white room. The room had a white table and two fold up metal chairs.

An officer took off my cuffs and walked out.

I looked around and noticed the cameras that almost blended into the walls. Almost.

Then not even two minutes later a man in a grey suit walked in and took a seat in front of me.

"Mr. Styles, before we begin I want to know if you'd like a lawyer present?"

"My lawyers all the way in England sir and I don't have that kind of time to wait on her." I replied.

"Very well. First off, can I offer you a jacket? I see you're currently shirtless."

"Yes, well you see I had to take it off to cover up my wife when I found her tied down to a bloody mattress!" I yelled.

"Ah, speaking of Mrs. Styles, how'd you know where to find her?" He asked.

"Followed the man that took her credit card transactions. Next question."

"Who's that man?"

"His names Josh. He WAS our drummer. I said empathizing 'was'.

"What did you see when you found your wife?"

"Jess was tied up to a dirty mattress, she was completely exposed, I could tell she had been crying. She looked weak and scared. Then I noticed the blood coming from...well coming from a place that shouldn't of been bleeding. Then I saw Josh trying to frantically pull up his pants."

"Then what did you do?"

"Obviously you already know that answer. Otherwise I wouldn't be here now would I!?"

"Just answer the question."

"I tackled him and started to beat him with the handle of a pistol."

"So that would explain the dried blood spatters on your face?"

"I suppose so." I said rolling my eyes.

"You almost beat him till he was dead. Why?"

"Why else? What would you've done if it was your wife?" I asked.

"Honestly, I wouldn't of stopped. I would've killed him."

"Point exactly." I retorted.

"Ok, you're free to go." The officer said after writing a few notes on a yellow note pad.

He handed me a pull over hoodie and I ran out the station. One of the officer was kind enough to give me a lift to the hospital.

I pray that she's okay.

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