The Five Bullies (One Direction Fanfic)

The Five Bullies - Chapter 37

Harry's POV.

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"What are we going to do, Harry?" Rachel asked me as she slid down the couch, with a following sigh. 

I didn't answer her, instead I gazed outside the window which had the view of the energetic city of London. My eyes wandered around the horizon sunset that brightened the beautiful skyline. 

"Harry?"

"Harry!" Rachel shouted, with a huge thump against the glass table. I startled at the noise of her voice. I looked over to her with a stern look.

"Are you going to talk to me or stare at the bloody sky!" Rachel said with an angry tone. She got up and walked closer to me. "I know both of us aren't ready to have a child. But...are we really willing to get a abort-"

"Harry! Harry!" I heard a voice scream my name. I instantly got up and ran towards the voice. It sounded a lot like Louis's. 

"Niall-he's in danger." Louis's shivered as he said those words. My heart started beating furiously. 

"What! How do you know?" I yelled back at Louis, as I ran across the stairs.

"Well I was thinking of meeting Niall so we could got to the Manchester game, but then I saw him leaving his flat. He took a bloody bat with him! He looked really angry as in he was about to kill someone. I was so worried and scared, so I decided, why not follow him?! I then followed him into this creep as house...he then went in and I heard screams..." Louis explained as he gasped for air. 

Oh no..What has Niall got up to now? Is he back to selling drugs like in middle school? 

"Well what are you wating for!? Get the car ready! I'm going to have to get my 'baby' ready!" I said as I quickly scrambled myself towards my bedroom. My 'baby' is my gun that was hidden under my mattress. 

I quickly got it and hid it under my shirt. When I was just about to leave the house, I heard Rachel shout out my name. I rolled my eyes, as I turned around to find her standing behind me with her arms crossed. 

"Where are you going? Harry, don't you care about this situation!? I'm pregnant with your child for fuck's sake!" She yelled as she gave me the dirtiest look.

I ignored her words as I closed the door in her face. I felt a bit bad about it but no one get's in the way of saving my brother, Niall. 

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Ashlee's P.O.V

My eyes widened as Hanna took the gun and ran off into the darkness. My heart started to beat rapidly as I looked around my surroundings. This is it. This is the only way to escaped this hell hole. 

I struggled as I got up, I held onto a bar for my support. I looked at my leg that was stabbed just an hour ago. It was still bleeding through bandage cloth creating more pain. I bit on my lip as I moved the leg forward. 

Ouch! That hurts like a real bitch!

I continued moving further towards the door. I heard shouting towards the hallway...the voices sounded so familiar. 

"Is alive?" I heard a male voice ask. He sounded so similar with an Irish accent. HOLY SHIT. Is that Niall? Oh my god! 

Then what I saw next was horrible. There Hanna was standing with the silver gun she took earlier, holding it against  Niall's head. My jaw dropped onto the ground. No, no, no, No!

I screamed as the bullets  whizzed through the fragile air at breakneck speed. 

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Blaire's P.O.V

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I could feel this happiness at the thought of Niall dying soon, but also a guilt that send strange shocks through my body. I haven't fell like this in a while, especially since the day I gave away Hanna for adoption. Why are my emotions slowly coming back? 

Stop it Blaire, you're a crazy bitch! This is your destiny! You must take revenge for what Anne had done to you! How she stole the man you loved dearly! She stole your happiness!

I smiled at the thought of Anne's reaction after I kill her stupid daughter and burn her stupid mansion!

I shaked my thoughts away, so I could concentrate on the whole Niall situation. That Irish boy is one hell of annoying guy. I could feel my anger rising above as I stared at Hanna in rage. Why hasn't she shot Niall yet? Why is she wasting my time!?

"Just get on with it and shoot him!" I screamed at Hanna as I gave her a cold glare. Hanna looked miserable, her mascara running down her cheeks. Why is this stupid women upset? Oh dear, does she really have feelings for this idiot blondie? Damn you Hanna, you bastard daughter! 

BANG BANG

Suddenly everything went completely silent. All movement around me slowed down to an excruciating pace.

 I could feel my pulse pounding through my body, and escaping in torrents through the open wound. At this moment I felt no pain, I felt no sorrow. I was only amazed by all that surrounded me. I looked down at a my hand, and flexed it. 

 I fell to the ground, a dull ache forming in my chest. I looked at Hanna in widened eyes with emotions of disbelief and betrayal. 

Hanna had just shot me. 

How could my own daughter do this to me?

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