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*Harry's POV*

Reine was screaming and crying. The tears were streaming out of her emerald eyes. She took one look at me and collapsed. I looked at myself.

My hands were covered in Liam's blood along with my boots. I kicked him so many times. It felt good though. Mentally. He deserved it. I needed to help Reine escape him for good. Not just temporarily.

I kneeled next to her. My hand stroked down her back to comfort her.

"Call the police."

"Reine,"

"Call. The. Police."

"Okay. Please look at me." She looked up. Her cheeks were stained with tears.

"Are you okay?"

"Am I okay? I don't even fucking know, Harry. Just please protect me from him. I can't go back there."

"I will, I promise."

I took her in my arms. She was shaking. I can't even imagine how this poor girl feels. Her red dress was disheveled and her hair was now a mess. She looked so perfect when she walked into the living area. Then her face went pale. She saw what was happening. Liam had a gun pointed to my head. I can't remember what she screamed at him, but it surprised him and he lowered the gun. Even though he was evil, she shouldn't have had to see me do that again. I lead her to the couch, where she lays down and continues to cry. I place a soft kiss on her temple before going to get my phone. I dial 9-1-1.

"9-1-1, what is your emergency?" a woman with a soft voice speaks on the opposite side of the line. I pace the living room as I speak. How was I going to explain this?

"Um, well, my..."

"Harry, give me the phone."

"One sec. I'll let her explain."

"Liam Payne captured me. Raped me. Tortured me. One of his friends came over the other night, and he found me. He punched Liam and knocked him unconscious. He then proceeded to take me back to his place. Everything was fine. His name is Harry. Harry took me shopping yesterday to get what I needed. We had been home for half an hour when Liam had come and tried to take me again. He was drunk. Harry made him leave. He lied and said I wasn't there. He told the front desk to not allow a Liam Payne up. Liam came back again this morning. He tied to take me again. Harry beat him to a pulp after Liam had a gun pointed to his head. He's gone now, and we are both okay, I guess." She said. She was so calm. Her tears had stopped. The entire time, she sat on the couch while I was pacing.

I heard the woman on the line say, "Please give me your name, and where you guys are."

"Reine Abernathy and Harry Styles. We are at- Harry where are we?"

"4269 Thornclide Way. Flat no. 321"

She repeats what I say.

The officer tells her to stay put, and they are sending someone out to us.

Reine hung up the phone and laid back down, clutching it in her hand. She pulled her legs close to her. She looked so small and worried.

I plopped down next to her. She looks as if she will start to cry again, but she doesn't. She just stares across the room.

"I was going to take you out today, but if you aren't up to it, we can go some other time." I mumble, breaking the silence.

"No, Harry, it's okay. I'm up to it. It's just that every time he comes I'm scared he'll get me and this time end up killing me."

"Reine, I-" there was a knock on the door. I assume it was the police, and I went to the door. I opened it not before looking through the peephole to make sure.

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