Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 12

"Sometimes, when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated." - Lamartine

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Harry's POV

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I worried about Jenna the whole show. She was looking a little sick before I went on stage. She said she was just tired, but I know it's a little more. I took her shopping trying to get her mind off of things, but she still seems bothered.

The whole Zayn situation scared me to be honest. Zayns a very good looking guy. And he's right, that kiss couldn't have meant nothing. Jenna seemed to rather enjoy it. She said I was all hers, but that doesn't mean I don't worry. Zayn would never try to take my girl, but he could if he wanted to. I love her too much to just let her go.

We said our goodbyes to the crowd, each of us jumping down into the stage one by one. "Thank you, Kentucky!" I said dropping first.

I didn't even stop to have a word with the boys about the show. The crowd was absolutely incredible, but Jenna was the only thing on my mind. I walked as fast as I could to the back, trying to reach the dressing rooms.

"OPEN THIS DOOR!" One of the security guards shouted.

"DON'T MAKE US BREAK IT DOWN." Shouted another. There was about 8 large men pounding on one of the dressing room doors...mine.

"What's going on!" I shouted, trying to get through. It wasn't until they stepped aside that I saw Ron on the floor, covered in his own blood. "What...what happened?!"

"That girl. The crazy one. She shot him. Right in the back of his head." My heard dropped. Evie got in.

"How did she get back here!" Everyone just stared at me, unable to answer my question. "Where's Jenna?!" They all slowly looked to the door. "And...Evie?" I became sick to my stomach when their eyes didn't move from the door. "Break it down." They looked at me to see if I was sure about my demand. "I SAID BREAK IT DOWN."

They followed instructions, the biggest security guard raising a foot to the weakest part of the door. The second it flew open I ran in to find Jenna's hands and legs tied as she sat on the couch. Tears running swiftly down her cheeks.

"HARRY GET OUT! SHE'LL KILL US BOTH!"

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Jenna's POV

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"What do you want, Evie." I tried my best to sound strong, even with a powerful weapon being straddled in her hand.

"You broke the rules, Jenna. You told Harry. I warned you that if you told, I'd kill him. Now as soon as the shows over, he's done for." She ran the barrel along my cheek. "And he'll have nobody to thank but his perfect little girlfriend."

"Well jokes on you, Evelyn. I wasn't the one who blabbed to Harry. You did that all on your own." She scrunched up her eyebrows waiting for me to explain. "The texts, dude. He saw them. My phone was on the nightstand, and he read them while I was in the shower. So you can't be mad at anyone but yourself." She looked furious. Shaking her head as she slowly backed away, reaching up to her hair. She let out a scream.

"What are you doing?" I asked as she rummaged through the boys clothes, pulling out two ties.

"I'm tying you up. When Harry comes in here I won't have you get in my way." She began to tie up my hands. I didn't fight her. My mother taught me defense, and fighting someone with a gun is suicide. Plus, she's stupid if she thinks double knotting my hands and feet will keep me from protecting Harry.

"OPEN THIS DOOR!"

"DON'T MAKE US BREAK IT DOWN!" I heard multiple guards yell as they pounded on the door. Their demands quieting the same time the music ends. Only muffled words being heard through the door.

Evie stepped to the side, her back to me as she frantically watched the door, ready to shoot anyone that came through it. I untied my feet, but tucked the tie into the back of my shoes, making it look like I was still secured.

"I SAID BREAK IT DOWN!" I heard Harry yell, and seconds later he was bursting through the door. It wasn't until I saw him that I realized how much I had been crying.

"HARRY GET OUT! SHE'LL KILL US BOTH!" I shouted in the hopes that Evie wouldn't expect what was coming. I lunged forward, tackling her to the ground. Granted, it was a little difficult being that my hands were still tied, but I got her down. She fired 3 shots as I held her arms down, hoping and praying the bullets hadn't hit anyone.

I smacked her arms to the ground, causing the gun to fall from her hands. "Someone grab it!" I shouted and released her arms once I saw it get picked up. I put her arms under my knees that straddled her hips, and began to pound. I entangled my fingers and repeated blow after blow to her face. I couldn't stop myself.

"Jenna! Jenna get off!" Harry said pulling me from her unconscious body. "Baby, it's over. It's all over." He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth.

"Please untie me so I can hug you." He laughed and untied my now bloody hands.

"You were so brave, baby." He continued to calm me down, rubbing circles on my back and humming to me. Every tear that fell no longer resembled fear...but happiness. It was all finally over.

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Authors note:

The end? Or to be continued? I'll let you be the judge of that.

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