Harry's P.O.V
The mechanical whirring of the door led guards into the room as they fired shots into the air.
"Drop your weapons and put your hands in the air!" One of them yelled.
I shot a look towards Liam and then Natasha as I turned around with my hands in the air while I nodded Liam and everyone else I brought do the same.
"On your knees! Any sudden moves and all of you die!" Another one shouted from another part of the room.
Letting out a groan, I got down on my knees and soon everyone else followed pursuit.
In the last 5 hours, my life's purpose had become to conduct a rescue mission. And that too for Natasha Ashford.
Fuck.
There she was, sitting in her holding cell with a shit ton of explosives strapped to her chest.
Yet, she didn't shed a single tear. I hated her guts but I admired her bravery. She always handled situations head on, no matter how tough they were.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Liam and Zayn lift up their pants to display their mini guns. one word and these guards' brain would be splattered across the floor.
However, I told them to stand down before I knew this was no trick. I had to make sure we could get out safely first.
"Wow. Guess we're busted." I say waving my hands in the air, earning a chuckle from the bigger guard.
"Styles. You know better than to come back here again." He responded.
"Well, guess I never learn. Guess I couldn't get enough of your dumbasses."
The guard scoffed as he replied "You are stupid to come here, into our hideout, and speak down to us. C'mon, you know better than that."
This was my chance. They were distracted with the conversation we were making and I signalled Liam to keep the gun ready.
"Ah sorry mate. Prisoner of habit. Mm, but your girlfriend liked it when I spoke down to her. Hell, she begged for more." I spoke.
I saw as the guards eyes widened as rage engulfed him. Being a big man and all, it didn't take him much time to walk five steps as I realised why exactly he was walking up to me.
Before I could process, his knuckles were colliding with my jaw. Ouch.
I felt my jaw hurt as his punch landed as my gaze fell down to the side of the floor on my right. I didn't make eye contact with the floor for long and just as he was feeling triumphant, I laughed. I was feeling extra cocky today, and I shifted my gaze to meet his eyes.
"God you're fucking stupid." I said, as a small amount of blood dripped down my lip.
"Care to enlighten?" He asked, not in the least bit interested.
"Nope." That was the cue. In the flash of a second, Liam and Zayn fired shots into the guards legs and shoulders, injuring them as they all groaned in pain and fell to the ground.
"Fucking piece of shit!" Another one of the guards screamed.
"You never learn, do you?" I replied shaking my head and getting up from my knees.
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Fanfiction"Shoot me, if you dare" I say to him with not a single ounce of regret. I couldn't care less if I died, I just know that if he's the one who's going to do it, he will live his life hating himself. That's exactly what I wanted. "Oh baby, you know I w...
