Saved (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

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**Harry's POV**

I knew the bar Lucy was talking about right away. It just happened to be one of the most popular places in town for drunk men to try to pick up women. I sped down the rode and came to a screeching halt outside in my Black 1969 Mustang. A few people were smoking outside and looked over in my direction but didn't seem to care too much.I slammed my door and went quickly down the steps into the dimly lit bar. Whoever the fuck was trying to grab Lucy and get her to go home with him was going to pay.

I looked around the room, scanning faces with no luck until I finally saw a busty woman with an apron on fiddling with two trays on the counter. She had to work here, and if she did, she would know where Lucy was.

"Hey! Excuse me! Miss?" I called over to her, raising my hand as I squeezed between people.

She looked at me questionably and put her hand on her hip. "And what do you need?" She asked in a sassy tone.

"Does Lucy work here? Do you know where she is?" Her expression changed slightly, a little confused.

"Yes.. Why do you-"

"Where is she damn-it!?" I yelled, getting frustrated. I needed to know where she was. I needed to know she was okay and away from whatever guy was trying to come onto her.

"She just took a break out the side door." She said with a confused look on her face as she pointed to a dark metal door with a small window in it. I broke off immediately, pushing my way through the room full of drunken men and the few women that were there. The door was heavy and I stood out in the cold a moment later. My eyes looking around frantically. To my left I caught sight of a large man with dark hair pinning a small brunette to a wall not far away.

"Feisty one, aren't you? I like it." He spoke against her neck in the most disgusting voice I had ever heard. One hand had her wrists pinned to the wall above her while his other had begun to creep itself up her shirt. She attempted to pull her hands free but he gripped her wrists tightly, holding her body to the wall with his own.

My vision began to blur and next thing I knew I had my hand on his shoulder as I ripped him from her body. My fist connected with his jaw and he fell, giving me the chance climb on top of him and hit him again and again. The crack I heard when his nose broke only edged me on further. Someone was pulling at my arm, stopping me from the next blow that would've rendered him unconscious.

"Please!" The voice screamed. I climbed off of the disgusting man and turned to face the voice. Lucy's eyes were panicked and desperate as tears streamed down her face. I looked around the cold, dark alley, we were alone except the revolting man on the ground.

"What the fuck." He groaned before rolling on his side while grabbing his face. I wanted to climb on top of him again and hit him harder than before. Lucy held onto my forearm as if to hold me back so I couldn't hit him again even though she would have no way of stopping me if I did. She looked terrified though and I didnt want to scare her anymore than I probably already was.

"We need to go." I told her.

Her eyes were still panicked as I grabbed her arm and pulled her along with me. She winced slightly and I turned to look at her. Her arm had marks of a large hand gripping it too tightly. I wanted to turn back and kick the man in his stupid fucking head. I wanted to do a lot worse, actually. But we had to leave, and I pulled her along with me again, much more gently, through the heavy metal door and back through the bar.

People weren't exactly paying attention to us but the few who did gave us uneasy glances. Right as we were about to step through the exit, the busty woman who I had spoken with earlier stepped in front of us.

God damn it, not now.

"And where do you think you're heading off to?" She asked me before she caught sight of Lucy. Her face softened immediately, "Baby, whats wrong?" Her eyes searched Lucy's but she only shook her head, unable to form a proper sentence.

"I need to take her home with me." I spoke suddenly. I needed her out of here, I doubted she wanted to be here either.

The woman looked at me again and back to Lucy, "Do you want to go with him?" She asked, "Is this Harry?" She quietly added.

Lucy nodded her head, I wasn't sure what question she was answering but the woman seemed to understand as she looked at me once again and said quietly to Lucy not to worry about the rest of the shift. I finally pulled her out of the bar and unlocked the car. I held her door open for her and shut it hastily before running to my side of the car and speeding off as the engine roared to life.