I'm in love with a Criminal (Harry Styles Fan-Fic)

Chapter 2

Officer Bradley's POV

February 11, 2015

7:15 am

After a long night of patrol around the town, I finally come home. I get out and lock my car doors, I feel the atmosphere change as I step closer and closer to my house. My anxiety kicks in and I see that the door is wide open, like someone might have been in my house. I walk in suspiciously and see Whiskers, sat upon the dinner table as a a piece of paper is sat beneath her. I look closer and see that it's a note.

Dear Officer Bradley,

Congratulations, you're putting up a good job trying to catch me, but you and the squad aren't so bright. We make sacrifices in the world to protect the ones we love but you also sacrifice watching over your own young to protect everyone else. I have to admit, you have a beautiful daughter, about 15 I should say, with that bright light of innocence. Though, with the one that possesses that innocence, in my book, is vulnerable. Oh I'm going to take that one thing that not only her, but also you protect. Her innocence.

Sincerely,

Harry Styles

My blood runs cold, my pulse quickens, as all I see is red. He took my daughter. When I find him, I'm going to kill him.

Alexis' POV

February 14, 2015

I wake up with the sun's burning light in my eyes and look over to the little coffee table next to me. The time on the clock reads, '6:57', I rub my eyes and sit up, waiting for Harry to wake up and tell me what I have to do today. It has been 4 days since he took me from my home, from my family. I furrow my eyebrows and curiously turn on the TV to the news. What I saw made my eyes widen and my jaw dropped.

"We are here at the crime scene where 21 year-old, Harry Styles, kidnapped 16 year-old Alexis Bradley from her childhood home in Beacon Hills on Tuesday. The Detective of Beacon Hills has a search party out to find her and our sources say that she may still be in state..",the reporter says. I feel Harry's hand on my shoulder and he takes the remote from me. I observe his body language and he seems tense, his jaw clenches and his hands are in fists. I can feel his anger, boiling inside of him. We continue watching the reporter. "The word had spread and every town within a 25 mile radius of Beacon Hills is having the police going door-to-door to see if anyone has seen her or Harry Styles. If you have any information on Harry or Alexis, contact the police immediately. There will be a $25,000 reward in place at midnight if you find her."

Harry turns off the TV and turns to look at me, the expression on his face is hard for me to guess the emotion he's feeling. He holds his arms out and motion me to come towards him, into his arms like they were made for holding me. He chuckles and I look up to him, confused.

"It's the 14th of February, do you know what that means kitten?", he says with a mischievous smirk on his face. My eyes widen to what he means and how 'special' it is for couples around the world.

"The day of love", I whisper and he nods.

"I have the most perfect day planned for us, kitten. You'll love it, I'll love it, We'll both enjoy this day together.", he says and with every word he says it slower, calmer than I would like it to be. He gets up and hands me a duffle bag. "Get dressed in everything I put in that bag, undergarments and all."

I look up at him and nod, I definitely don't want to make him mad. I unzip the duffle bag and look inside, it contains black lace matching bra and panties, black skinny jeans, a white camisole and black deep V-neck shirt, and a pair of white vans. The clothing perfectly fits to my body and I walk out with everything on and find Harry in the kitchen...getting dressed? I turn away as I soon as I see his 'business' down there. He grabs me and holds me close, I can feel him on the back of my leg and squirm to get out of his grip.

"Hey sweetheart. You look better than I thought you would in my dream", he says and turns me around so that I'm facing him,"Are you ready to go?", he says as he puts on his shirt. I nod in approval and he grabs my hand as we walk out of the room we were staying at the motel 50 miles from my town. He pays for our stay at the front desk and returns to key. I turn my head to see a police officer and my eyes widen and I see Harry looking at me and I point to his seat and he immediately knows what I'm talking about. Harry rushes into the car and starts it.

"Good girl. You don't want to know what I'd do if you tried to run away from me.", he kisses me gently on my lips and I blush and look down.

~2 hours later~

We arrive at Philadelphia National Airport and walk in to buy a ticket as we have all of our stuff with us. Harry buys a one-way ticket to Los Angeles and we head to the NSA to get through. Feeling nervous, I turn over at Harry.

"What if they stop us and question who we are and-", my voice gets lower,"what if they know? My hometown is 10 miles from here."

"Everything is going to be fine. Don't worry about it, on the bright side, I got us in first class flying.", he says and he smiles at the security officer. "Hello ma'am, My girlfriend and I are going to LA, to visit my mother in the hospital", he says and the lady just rolls her eyes.
"Take off your shoes and put your stuff in the box", she says. We go and do exactly what she said to do, I turn my head and look at a man who is staring at me, he was about to say something but Harry grabs me by my arm and we rush to the terminal.
"Our flight leaves in ten minutes", he says sternly and we make it just in time. We get in the plane and our seats are next to each other. It was about half an hour until the plane really took off and as I was going into a deep slumber, I was awoken by Harry and the flight attendant; I look up at her confused.
"You're going to the private section of the plane where you two will only be allowed in", she says and Harry and I go there. It looks like the inside of a tour bus but a bit bigger than that. I go through a pair of doors and see a kings sized bed there. I hop on it and hear Harry laughing at me.
"What is so funny...Mr. Styles?", I question and raise an eyebrow. He smirks and hips on top of me. He moves my hair out of my face.
"I love it when you call me formally. I'm going to make this day even more special for you", he says as he starts kissing me. He has one hand in my hair and one hand on my waist, which is slowly going below my waist. I push on his chest, to get him to stop but he's too strong. I hear the door open and thank god for the flight attendant interrupting the moment.
"The flight has landed. You two are the first ones off.", she says. Harry gets up irritated and I see the time, 3:35pm.
~7:45pm, Los Angeles~

We arrive at a 5-star hotel after our dinner and Harry leads me up to the floor with the penthouse. I wonder how Harry could afford all this and look at him suspiciously. Is he a hit man? Probably. He killed more people than I had gotten a straight A in class. I go out of my daze immediately as he turns to look at me.
"Kitten, I wanna do something with you", he says lustfully as he walks closer to me.
"What do you want to do?", I look up at him, questioning his movements.
"This", he replies and he pulls me close and he kisses me passionately. My eyes widen and our kiss gets deeper. He picks me up and places me gently on the bed.
"Harry, I don't think we shou-", I start to say but get interrupted by Harry. His mouth goes down to my neck and I moan in pleasure
"H-Harry. Stop. I can't do this with you right now", I stutter and he gets up angrily.
"What's the reason why you can't do this with me right now?! I've done nothing but to get out of my way to protect you for these past couple of days! Give me a reason why we can't go all the way.", he screamed at me. I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. I open my mouth to speak but I'm lost for words. Harry's breathing calms down and he runs his hand through his hair. I get up and pull his chin up.
"I'm scared to do that now. If they find me, if they know what you and I did, the charges will be worse for you. I don't want that yet. I can't have you get the death penalty or even worse, life in jail because if this lasts a long time, then I would wait for you to come home.", I say and kiss him, hard. I pull away and walk out to the other bedroom. I look behind me to see him in the doorway of the master bedroom, and close my door. I change into pajamas and tuck myself into bed. Awaiting what will happen in the next few days, weeks, months. It takes me about 45 minutes to finally doze off, I close my eyes and the incoming dream is not pleasant...

*LONG TIME NO SEE. IM SO SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE IN A COUPLE OF MONTHS. I'll try to update tomorrow if I can. Between a funeral and a game and a movie. Though the next part may be shorter than normal. Comment if you want the second part to be in Officer Bradley's POV or Harry's POV.*