Styles. Styles. Styles. Harry. He was here. He had come for me. I looked up at Darren, he was frozen, but he didn’t look surprised. Today was the day he had been waiting for.
“Right,” he said tersely, I felt his grip slacken slightly, I pulled away with all my might, but he reacted instantly and caught me around the waist.
“HARRY!” I screamed at the top of my lungs in desperation “HARRY!” Darren clamped his hand over my mouth so my screams became muffled.
“Where is he?” Darren asked with forced patience as I kicked and struggled against his grip.
“He’s outside, it’s a bit of a stand off.” my eyes widened in shock, where the fuck had Harry gotten a gun?
“I’ll be out in a minute.” Darren said, his voice serious, I clamped my teeth down hard on his hand and he pulled it away in shock, I kicked free from him instantly and charged at the man at the door but he was fast like Darren, I knew he wouldn’t hire amateurs. He caught me by the arm and pulled me back and forced my hand up my back so I was forced to hunch over.
“What do you want me to do with her?” he asked as I tried to pull away from him, “if you pull any harder you’ll break your arm.” He informed me and I stopped, I wouldn’t be able to punch anyone in the face with a vanjaxed arm.
I felt Darren’s eyes burn into me. “Get her downstairs. I’ll be down soon with Harry, don’t you worry love.” And he pushed past out of the room, not before preparing his gun to fire.
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I pulled up on a dirt track, in front of me stood a sizeable house which could be easily mistaken for a crack house. I pushed the door open dramatically and stepped out, my feet made a crunching sound on the stones. I looked up and saw a small security camera mounted on a tree.
“I’m here.” I called, I was trying to sound sure of myself, this was an ego thing for Darren.
“Styles!” I heard someone shout, I heard the sound of a gun being cocked and reached behind me and pulled out the small one which I had picked out of Niall’s place before my arrival here, thank god he tried out a shooting ranges a few years back. I held it with both hands and moved it around, unsure where the shout had come from.
“I was invited here,” I called into the wilderness.
“Stay where you are or we’ll shoot.” The same voice instructed, I saw someone moving out of the house, I didn’t recognise them, probably one of his many workers.
“HARRY!” I heard a scream from inside the house “HARRY!” I recognised January’s voice, so filled with fear but relief at the same time.
“January,” I breathed in relief, she was alive, she was okay. For now.
“Don’t reply!” A voice from behind me instructed, I whirled around to see another man with another gun trained on me.
“What is this?” I demanded, “I’m here for Darren. He asked me to come here!”
“We’re waiting on him to verify that request,” another voice on my left said. I was surrounded. The door of the house opened again and out he came.
He was clean and shaven, a cocky smile played on his lips, he wore a white shirt and black dress trousers, the white shirt had a small blood stain on it and his hair was slightly ruffled as if he had been involved in a scuffle. He waited until we were about ten feet away from me.
“You can all go,” he instructed, “this is between us.”
They all moved away back into the house and Darren surveyed me before walking around me in a circle, I followed his movement with my eyes and rotated my standing position each time he was nearly out of eyesight.
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Thunder
Fanfiction"I knew what I was doing throughout all of this, I knew what I was getting into. They may blame us, persecute us and say it was all our own fault, but do not let them weaken what we built, you are what I have been living for. I’m not afraid anymore...
