Give Me Love (Harry Styles AU)

Chapter 31

A/N: This chapter is in Amira's POV, and the final one will switch over to Rae's. 

Xavier's cold blue eyes stared into mine as he awaited my reaction. I couldn't give him one. I couldn't let him see how his words got to me. I couldn't let him see the fear I was feeling. 

"You aren't going to touch him." I responded dryly. I squeezed my hands tightly to prevent them from shaking. Despite how intimidating this man was, part of me couldn't help but wonder what kind of secrets those blue eyes kept. I leaned back slowly, as one of his hands came up to cup my cheek, as he kept my eyes on him.

"Ah, but I will. I'll kill him, probably have some of my men beat him to death, or maybe even tie him to a bag of stones and toss him into the lake to drown." He gave me a blank stare, as if he didn't really mean the words; he just wanted to see how the idea of my brother dying would affect me. It was easy for me to figure out his games, but I couldn't understand why he was playing them. 

"Why did you take me?" I questioned. 

The corner of his mouth tilted up in a smirk, before his face went back to having no expression. His hand that was on my cheek, traveled around to wrap itself in my hair as he continued to make eye contact with me. I felt a shiver trace down my spine, and I tried to move my head away from his grasp, but he only tugged on my hair pulling me back into him. 

"Because you belong to me." His words made me visibly flinch, as they began to sink in. This was absolutely sick. I found myself in a weird trance staring into those eyes.. those beautiful blue eyes. No! This was sick.. wasn't it? 

"Quit staring at me-" His eyebrows furrowed together, as anger glinted in his eyes, and I quickly added a 'please' to ease the tension. 

"I like looking at you." Before I could say anything he continued talking as he stood up abruptly, "Harry should be here shortly. I'm going to make a deal with you, Amira." 

Hesitantly, I looked up at him and immediately we locked eyes. It was strange to believe that this is the man, who has been destroying Harry. I should hate him with everything in me, instead I didn't. I didn't know what I felt. 

"I won't kill your brother... as long as you come with me." My breath caught got in my throat. My hands began to sweat and shake, as every inch of me screamed to run. 

"Co-come with you where?" 

Ignoring my question, he walked over to a table that was placed against the wall and grabbed a suitcase opening it with quick fingers. I heard a sharp noise, and when I looked over he was holding a gun in his hand. I gasped, and he gave me a sly smile. 

"The clock is ticking, Amira."

~

I sat in the chair patiently awaiting Harry's arrival. I sat there wondering what would life had been like had Ezra stuck around. What would our family look like? Could we have been happy? Done regular family activities? Maybe Harry would be in college studying to get his doctorate degree.. Maybe I wouldn't have had to learn 4 different languages, and develop another accent. Maybe we could have had a chance. 

I heard the door next to me slam open, but I kept my gaze locked with the ground in front of me. I didn't move a muscle, not even when I felt the familiar warmth wrap around me in a tight hug, as words of comfort were whispered in my ear. Not even when I heard another familiar voice tell me how happy she was that I was okay.