Protect Me (Harry Styles)

Chapter 22

Louis' POV

"L-Louis?" she whispers in disbelief.

Oh my god she looks terrible...

"Yeah, it's me. What happened?" I ask, continuing to hold her body weight up .

"Tony," she replies weakly.

It is taking everything I have not to suck her dry due to the vast amount of blood covering her body.

"Where is he? Do you think he is following you?" I ask, looking behind her.

I feel her body start to get heavier as she is beginning to pass out.

"Bailey, you have to stay awake, alright? Stay awake. Where's Tony?" I ask again, shaking her lightly.

Her eyes open into slits as she barely whispers, "I killed him."

Not a second after her response, she is passed out in my arms.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" I mutter, picking her up bridal style.

While I run towards Harry's house with Bailey in my arms, I dial Harry's number.

Harry's POV

My phone vibrates in my back pocket as I continue my search.

Stopping, I see Louis is calling me.

"Did you find her?" I ask him as soon as I pick up.

"Well, she actually found me, but yeah, I have her," he answers.

A huge smile spreads across my face. She's found. She's safe.

"Okay, just take her to my house, and I'll be there soon," I reply, starting to run home.

"Well, um, hurry..." he  mutters, sounding uncertainly.

"I'll run as fast as I can. Is she okay?," I ask.

"She isn't in the best condition..." he says.

"What do you mean?" I ask, running faster than before.

"She's passed out in my arms at the moment. She's lost too much blood, Harry. I'm not a doctor, but I don't have to be one to know that she is in critical condition..." Louis answers.

My heart sinks and everything around me is irrelevant. The only thing on my mind is Bailey.

"I'll be there soon. Do whatever you can do to keep her alive," I order, hanging up afterwards.

I beginning running faster than I've ever run before.

I need to see her.

Claire's POV

Running back to our hide out, I can sense something is wrong.

Opening the door to the old home, I gaze around looking for Tony and Bailey.

"Hello?" I call out. "Tony? Bailey?"

With no answer, I walk down the hallway, opening and closing each door looking for them.

Finally, I stop at the door at the end of the hallway.

The door is cracked open slightly.

Pushing it further open, I stop dead in my tracks.

Tony lies right in front of me; dead.

A smirk appears on my face.

"Serves you right, Tony. I told you not to underestimate her, but you didn't listen did you?" I say to his motionless body.