Fatal (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 enjoy loves:

Elena's POV:

I woke up to the sun shinning in my eyes. I blinked away the sleep and tried to move but couldn't. I looked down to see Harry's arm still around me. I looked at him to see his brown curls in his face and his lips parted slightly. How cute. I brushed some curls from his face and he started to stir. His eyes stared into my brown ones.

"Good morning love" his deep raspy voice booming through.

"Good morning can we get moving I have to go back home before my mom flips" I removed his arm and got up stretching in the process cracking all my bones. Harry didn't move he just keep his gaze on me. He didn't say anything so I took my dress and bra in my hands and went out the door to find a bathroom. Theirs so many doors for just one hallway. I tip toed down the hall not wanting to wake anyone else.

I finally found a door that looked like a Bathroom so I went and was correct. I put on my bra and dress And went back to Harry's room after many attempts. I walked in to find him already in a white v neck and black skinny jeans, his hair held back by an American bandana.

"Ready?" He asked and I shook my head yes. We left and got into his car, me telling him the address of my house. After 20 minutes we arrived. Harry put the car in park.

"Thank you Harry for everything. See you soon I guess" I didn't know what to say. I opened the door but was held back my someone grabbing my arm. I turned to look back at him.

"Let me take you out tonight" did I hear that right. Harry wants to take me out. Am I being punked.

"Are you serious, I don't have time for your jokes Harry" glaring at him. Guys don't ask me out so I don't think they are ever serious when they ask me.

"Yes. Be ready by 8. I'll pick you up. I put my number in your phone while you were changing so ill text you. Don't miss me to much babe" he chuckled while curving part of his lip up to a smirk. Cheeky boy!

"Don't worry I won't" with that I shut the door and walked up to my door walking in to find the house empty. Not a single sound heard. This is my life. I walked up to my room grabbing my laptop going on twitter and tumblr. My life.

After hours of sitting there I checked the time 6:30 I guess I can go for a jog. Kill the time. I got into shorts and put my University of England sweatshirt over my sports bra. After putting on my shoes and putting my hair in a ponytail I was ready. I plugged my head phones in getting lost to my music.

Night came by quick and I looked down to see it was 7:10. Good enough I walked back home to cool down. I walked by an alley to hear people talking. I pushed myself into the wall peering around the corner to see 5 guys surrounding another guy. It was to dark to make anything out. I heard one of the guys talking.

" I want my weapons. How am I suppose to do my fucking job without my weapons you dick."

"I-I'm s-sorry ill get it by you tomorrow I promise." The man by himself pleaded he even got down on his knees. What the heck is going on?

"It's to late for fucking promises I gave you the time I wanted my weapons and they weren't delivered. No more playing games. You're done" with that a gun shot went off. I put my hand over my mouth. My eyes welled up with tears and I felt like someone just kicked my stomach.

I saw the body fall forward face first into the ground. Two of the guys picked him up and through him deeper into the alley.

"Come one Simons waiting for us. He won't be happy about this." It can't be. Harry... They were walking my way. Oh poop what do I do. I looked both ways for an option. I saw a mailbox and his behind that crouching down making myself as little as possible. I heard the footsteps getting close and louder. I'm dead. Why did I have to run? My blood was flowing by this point.

I saw them walking an decided after a good time to go and follow them. I know dumb move but I'm a curious person and it will eat me alive if I don't know. I followed behind at a good pace not to close but not to far. I guess the four other guys were his mates I met at the flat. The boys entered an old abonded warehouse. Weird. After 2 minutes I entered. I kept walking down the one way hallway until it opened up to a large room with a large table with chairs in the middle.

I saw Harry and his friends with an older gentleman. I inched closer and closer to see what they were saying.

"He didn't come through. We tried but he wouldn't so we killed him." The guy with the blonde quiff said um niall!

"Boys, boys. You know what I get like when I don't get what I want. Harry would you like me to recall how about you zayn or niall or louis." What happened to them? I knew I had to leave but my feet stood like cement and wouldn't let me go.

"We know we won't let you down, I'm sorry next time." Harry looked down his face scrunching up in thought.

"Better not or you know the punishment." Harry got up and randomly stormed out in my direction. WHAT!?!? Theirs no place to hide and the only exit is the door. I turned and tried running. I heard the footsteps. I tripped over my foot and landed on my stomach. Thank you for making me clumsy! I turned onto my elbows to almost scream but was cut off by a hand. He came closer to my face to see who I was in this dark hallway.

"Elena" this isn't gonna end well.

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I'll do Harry's POV soon! But thanks for the votes and reads(: now it's going to be good!!

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