50 Shades Freed

Chapter 23

I look over at Amelia seeing that she's staring back at me. I know she's thinking what I'm thinking. I just have to think of a way to get her out of here safely. Which means getting that gun away from Jack. How I do that? I have no idea. Amelia looks at me before sending me a small wink. Oh no. What is she about to do. "Jack" She says quietly causing him to look over at her. 

"What do you want" He snaps at her

"I really have to use the bathroom" 

"And you're telling me this because?" I roll my eyes at how rude he is. I wonder how he hid it so well when we were working together. As much as I hate to admit it Harry was right about him. 

"Do you really wanna smell it for however long we're gonna be here for?" She tilts her head a little and Jack thinks for a moment before shaking his head no. He stands up keeping the gun in his hand. Once he helps her to his feet, I stand charging him knocking him over. 

"Amelia run!" I shout and she does as I tell her running out the only exit she can find. The gun slides across the floor somehow and I move from on top of him trying my hardest to get to it. I feel a hand wrap around my ankle causing me to fall to the ground. I turn around kicking his hand off of me trying to get as close to the gun as possible. Just inches away from grabbing it Jack pulls me climbing on top of me. 

He places a forceful punch to my face and I groan already feeling blood filling my mouth. I look up at him and he shakes his head at me. "You can't out smart me Niall" He sends me and evil smile and I roll my eyes. He leans down as if he's gonna kiss me and I take all the energy that I can muster and headbutt him causing him to fall off of me. I quickly scramble to my feet grabbing the gun in my hands.

I turn my head to the side spitting some blood out. Jack turns to me with his hand placed on his forehead. "What are you gonna do Niall? Shoot me? You don't have the..." Before he can finish his sentence I pull the trigger watching the bullet lodge right above his kneecap. He screams in pain falling to the ground placing his hand onto his knee. I hear the sound of cars pulling up and I stagger over to the door. I can see Taylor outside and for a moment I feel relief. I place my hand against the window and see Taylor sprint towards me. 

He opens the door and suddenly feel a sharp pain in my back. Before I can think about what's happened I feel a pool of blood fall from my mouth. I collapse against Taylor and hear the sound of a gunshot. "Mr. Styles!" Taylor yells at me before I hear him talk into his microphone. "Mr. Horan has been stabbed get the paramedics." 

"Niall!" I can hear someone screaming my name. I gently turn my head to the side seeing Harry rushing to my side. He looks at me and shakes his head. "No..." He grabs my hand kissing it. I'm surprised I'm still awake. Maybe I was waiting to see him. Maybe he was the last thing I wanted to see. My eyes feel heavy now. "No no no no no Niall keep your eyes open" Harry says and I do my best. 

"He's lost a lot of blood" Taylor whispers to Harry only causing Harry to let out a few strangled sobs. I don't think I've ever seen Harry cry before. 

"I can't lose him...not after how I've treated him" Harry says kissing my forehead and soon he seems to be getting further away as I'm lifted into the ambulance. And finally my eyes close. And I feel at peace. 

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For a moment I feel as though the world has stopped spinning. Am I dead? Have I left Harry behind? Has the world swallowed me up refusing to let me see another day. The peace of it all is what scares me. I don't know how to react to this. The thing that causes my heart to rush is the sound of voices. I can hear but I can't move. I feel trapped. In my own body. The voices become clearer and I can hear one. It's Harry. 

"Is he going to wake up?" He's been crying. I want to wake up at hug him so that he can know that I love him and no matter what that won't change. I can hear another voice. A voice that I can't quite grasp. 

"We can only pray from this point on Mr. Styles" 

Is praying going to wake me up? 

The sound of the door closes and I know that it is only Harry and I left in the room. All I can do now is lie there.

"Niall...baby...you have to wake up..." He pleads with me. "I love you so much, I'm such an idiot. I'm a stubborn ass who doesn't deserve to be loved by a man like you. I just...I can't have you leave me, not like this. Not when it's my fault" He sniffles. "You've made me a better man...since the day you fell into my office" He laughs a little. "I still have some work to do I know. I can't be better without you Niall. You're my other half. You're the only person that I could ever think of giving my heart to. I need you to wake up. I need you to stay with me. I was only being so harsh about having a child because...I was being selfish. I didn't like the thought of sharing you with anyone else. But if that child is anything like you...I can't help but love it. If raising this child together will make you happy then we can adopt as many children as you want. I just don't want to be realizing this to late. Niall please...Just wake up. Wake up and tell me that everything is going to be okay. Wake up and just...just please" The words are soon replaced with quiet sobs.