Harry Styles Imagines

Criminal - Part 2

I groaned as the pain slowly increased when I finally found consciousness.  My eyes fluttered opened and my surroundings were very unfamiliar.  This definitely wasn't a hospital and I didn't remember anything about this room.  I moved off of the bed and went to grab my gun but it wasn't on me.  I panicked and felt around for any weapons that I had before I blacked out but with my luck I didn't have anything on me. 

My head snapped in the direction of the door when I heard footsteps coming closer to the room.  I made a quick decision and hit behind the dresser that was next to the bed. 

The doorknob turned and the door opened.  The man that walked in was gorgeous nonetheless but there was one thing off about him.  My eyes widened when I realized who this man was.  Harry Styles, the most wanted man.  He sighed and sat down on the bed.

"You're not very good at hide and seek." He said and looked behind the dresser.  I stood up and frowned at him.

"I wasn't playing hide and seek."  I said and took a step closer to him.  "Why did you help me?" I asked.

"Well, you were unconscious and you're ankle looked pretty bad." He said and laid down.

"Why would you help me when I broke into your little hiding place?  You obviously saw the gun and badge on me.  I thought you didn't like the police."

"Now what made you think something like that?"

"Well for starters, you said you didn't like the police and you literally have traps everywhere." I said.

He opened one eye and smirked.  He then sat up and stared at me for a while. 

"I must say, you are a very bright woman.  No one was able to figure out where I stayed but somehow you figured it out in that little head of yours." He stood up and went over to the window.  He stared outside and messed with the cross hanging around his neck.  "I noticed your gun and the badge didn't go unnoticed either.  I could've just left you there to die or I could've killed you myself with your gun but I didn't.  I think instead of asking questions you should thank me for helping you."

I furrowed my brows and took another step closer.  Harry didn't seem phased by this.  Actually he didn't care at all.  He just continued to look out of his window.

"You do realize that I still have to arrest you." That seemed to irritate him a bit because he turned around the look at me.

"I helped you.  You said it yourself that I hated you but yet I took it upon myself to help you.  Besides, you couldn't arrest me even if you wanted to.  I'm more skilled than you physically and mentally." His voice rose with every word that spilled out of his mouth.  "If you even tried to arrest me I'd have to kill you.  No one gets in my way and you are very close to doing just that.  Besides do you really think that I would keep your belongings in here?  Without those trusty handcuffs you do have any control."

"You're right.  I was stupid to even think that.  I'm sorry and maybe you're not that bad of a guy."

"Thank you." He said and gave his attention to the outside world. 

"Hey do you think you could get me something to drink?  My mouth feels a bit dry."  I said.  He nodded and went out of the room.  As soon as he left the room I ran to the dresser to search for anything.  When I opened the top dresser I found everything that belonged to me.  Of course he would try to use reverse psychology on me.  I pulled out my walkie talkie and called for immediate backup and then pulled out my badge and gun along with every other piece of equipment that belonged to me.  I then checked to see if I had any bullets in my gun and was satisfied when I saw that I still had my full round. 

When I heard him coming back I put everything behind the dresser expect for the gun so that he wouldn't know that I found everything of mine.  I then put the gun on the back part of my waistband so that it was sitting comfortably on my back keeping it out of his sight.

"Here you go.  It's fruit punch." I thanked him and went to take a sip when I saw something fizzing in the drink.  Instead I set it down and walked over towards the door when he was back at the window.  As soon as I shut it he turned around to face me.  "What are you..." He cut himself off when I pulled out my gun.

"I don't know what you take me for but trying to trick me is definitely a wrong move." I said.  He went to take a step forward but I took a step back.  "Do not move or I will shoot."

"I don't take you for anything.  I just thought you were different."

"I have a career and a responsibility to attend to.  Putting you behind bars will make this city feel safe again.  I don't think you understand, with you running around no one feels safe anymore.  You're a threat to them but I don't think we'll have to worry about that much longer." I said.

"No I don't think you understand.  They won't put me behind bars.  They'll kill me and they won't have a problem doing so.  I won't be able to live anymore.  My life will be over while you prance around doing justice that no one really cares about."  I began to feel bad because he was right.  They wouldn't keep him behind bars because he's already killed so many people.  "You don't have to do this.  This can all be over.  You can leave here and not give me a second thought.  Better yet,  you can come with me."  I sighed when I realized I was defeated.  He went out of his way to help me.  He could've killed me when he had the chance but instead he helped me.  I wanted to do the right thing but I don't think I had it in myself to do so.  But the police were already on there way.

"It's too late." I whispered and dropped the gun.

"What did you do?" He asked.

"I called for backup.  They're already on there way.  If you have any chance of leaving then do it now." I said and walked to the bed.  "I'll make up something when they get here." 

Just as I sat down, the police sirens were heard and I knew that if he didn't leave soon then it would be too late. 

"Go!  You don't have time to wait around.  They're already here and I can promise you they won't hesitate to kill you on the spot so just leave!" I yelled.  He walked up to me and grabbed my hands.

"Come with me.  Please."

"I can't do that.  I barely know you." I said.

"Then get to know me as time goes on but if you don't come with me then I'm not leaving." He said and pulled me up.

"You have to go.  You'll die if you don't."

"Come with me then.  I'm not leaving if you don't."  He said.  The others outside began to bang on the front door yelling that we open it.  I sighed and nodded.

"Okay."

"Okay?" He smiled.

"I'll come with you." I smiled and grabbed his hand.  He kissed my hand and ran to a different room with me close behind.  He pushed a button and another opening appeared.  "After you." He smiled.  "I promise this one doesn't have any traps." He said.  I smiled and took a step, ready for the adventure Harry and I were about to share together.

"Let's go." I said and pulled him in just as the police barged in the house.

"You won't be needing this anymore." Harry said and pulled the badge off of my shirt.  "I never did get your name." He chuckled. 

"So your bringing a woman along with you on an adventure and you don't even know my name." I giggled. 

"Seems about right." He said and pulled me close to him.

"Y/n... my name is y/n." I said.

"Well y/n, my name is Harry.  It's nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you Harry."

"This is going to be fun and crazy all in one." He said as we kept walking, slowly getting closer to starting our adventure along with a crazy future together as one.

* This is the last part!  I hope you liked it.  The snow outside is getting worse by the second.  I think we're already at 6 inches and we're still getting more.  I think I'm going to update Amnesia next.  Stay tuned! *

- B