Danger, Love, and F.B.I

Chaper Eleven - Protective, much?

Harry Styles.

"What did you do to her?" I asked in a stern tone.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He chuckled.

He's only hurting himself by not confessing everything he did. One more smart ass move and I will beat the living crap out of him.

"Cut the crap, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Now tell me what you did!" I shouted in anger.

"Alright, but only cuz you asked. First, I tied her down to the bed while she was unconscious." He smiled.

My heart began beating fast in my chest, but not because I was afraid. I was angry. I was beyond angry, I was furious! How could he think of this as a joke? He's hurting innocent people because of these idiotic lies that Caroline had told him.

"Next, I waited till she woke up and told her what my plan was with her." He smiled at the memories.

"Then I came back and began kissing her and when she spit in my mouth I slapped her because she obviously lacks discipline. After that I began kissing her neck and began moving down stopping just shoved her collar bone." He said noticing the anger inside of me.

I had to contain it until he was done, I had to know every detail he did to Ashley. I had to know just how bad he hurt her, so I'd be able to give him ten times as much pain!

"Finally, I got so anxious that I ripped her shirt open and revealing those big round breasts of hers. They're quite nice, Harry. I sucked on the area over the bra an-

I cut him off by slamming my fists on his jaw knocking him to the floor.

The blood in my veins boiled as he got back up from the floor. I wasn't able to control myself anymore, I could no longer hold it in and that means Matt is really in for a beating.

"This is for everything you've done to me!" I shouted punching his left eye with my right fist.

He stumbled back but regain his balance and got a knife out. Of course, this idiot can't fight without a weapon. An enormous coward he is.

"I see you're not brace enough to fight me without that knife." I laughed.

Matt lashed out at my stomach, making me fall to the floor in pain. I shouldn't have let my guard down, even if what I said was true.

"I hope I cut the right place to finally kill you once and for all." He chuckled as he ran away into the darkness.

"Dammit!" I groaned as I got on my feet.

If I don't chance after Matt, there's a possibility he could hurt those I cared about again. But if I were to chase after her, I'd be risking my own life. He has a weapon and I'm wounded, he obviously has the advantage here.

"Ashley!" I heard the boys shout.

I debated a bit longer on what to do, but I knew I wouldn't be able to fight Matt like this. Going to see Ashley and making sure she's okay is the wiser decision, I'll just have to keep my guard up from now on.

"Harry!" shouted Ashley running and hugging me.

"Ah!" I hissed in pain.

"Hey." I quickly covered up.

I'm sure she's already been through so much, I didn't want her worrying about me when she's had a rough time.

"Harry what's wrong?" She asked.

I thought about lying to her and telling her it was nothing, but I knew that wouldn't be the wise choice. Matt was trying to get me to bleed out and if I continue to wait, I could possibly die.

I sighed, "I..I got a cut, b-but I'm fine." I said in a whisper.

I felt Ashley jump up and noticed I was grabbing my side, she lifted up my shirt and noticed the slash that was left.

"We need a medic!" shouted Ashley.

"Ashley, I'm fine. It's not a deep stab." I said as the medics ran towards me.

They inspected my wound and smiled, "He's right. It's not a deep cut just long. The knife did  cut through skin, but not deep enough to require stitches." The medic explained.

I let out a breath of relief at what I heard.

"Thank god." I smiled.

Morgan placed a jacket with the letters "F.B.I" on the back over Ashley's shoulders, "Come on Ashley, you need some rest." He sighed as he lead her towards the van.

Man, Matt wasn't lying when he said he ripped her shirt open. I noticed a few marks on her torso, but I chose not to ask about them. I could see how uneasy Ashley was and I'm sure she wouldn't want us to talk about that while being shirtless in front of all these people.

"You too Styles." smiled Morgan as we all got into the van and drove towards my house.

*****

"Harry you sure you're alright?" asked Ashley as we walked inside.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled as I sat on the couch.

"You sure you guys don't need anything?" asked Liam and the boys.

"No were good, you guys should get some rest." I smiled as the boys walked upstairs.

"Ashley you don't know how worried I was, baby." I sighed pulling her close to my body.

"Harry." She sighed.

I hated that we couldn't show how we felt about each other, it killed me to hold back from her and not be able to kiss her.

"Ashley, I hate this." I sighed.

"Hate what?" She asked looking confused.

"That I can't kiss you or hug you or pull you close to me, or show you any affection whatsoever." I sighed.

I noticed a guilty look on her face, but I needed to touch her and kiss her. I wanted to make her feel better after what she's been through, I wanted to make it go away.

"Harry, I just don't want to get in trouble and risk not seeing you again." She sighed as she laid her head on my chest.

"I know, but can I at least show you how much you mean to me?" I asked looking deeply into her eyes.

Ashley looked into my eyes with a confused face, I couldn't take it anymore. I smashed my lips against hers and put all the love and affection I have for her into it. This was actually our first kiss and it feels absolutely amazing.

I know I completely caught her of guard, but I was happy when she kissed me back.

"Woah, kids, get a room!" chuckled Morgan as he walked into the living room.

"That's exactly what I'll do." I smiled as I brought Ashley into my arms, bridal style, carried her up the stairs and towards my room not bothering to break our kiss.