The Art Student (Punk Harry Styles)

Chapter 19:

Harry's POV:

        We were slowly creeping closer towards her front door to answer it, but the loud banging was scary and intimidating. I held her behind me as I shielded her from the door and whatever was behind it. I pressed her body a little bit closer into my own as we finally reached the front door. I took a deep breath and mentally told myself to be brave and not such a baby before opening the door. Once I twist the knob and begin opening the large door I am immediately tackled and pinned to the ground by a body. Punches are thrown to my face I manage to open my eyes and I see my father hovering over me packing blow after blow to any part of my body he can get to.  

Her POV:

       I scream as the two men tumble to the ground next to me. Harry's disgusting father immediately begins punching Harry and I know that Harry won't fight back. "Defend yourself, Harry!" I scream to him. I quickly run into the kitchen and grab my phone before dialing the police's number. "Hello. What is your emergency?" A man asks me. "My boyfriend is being beaten by his father. H-He doesn't even live here. He found us... I-I don't know how he did that. Please come quickly he's getting really hurt." I sob into the phone. The man asked for my address and I quickly gave it to him before hanging up and running into the other room to help Harry.

        Harry was holding his arms up to block all of his father's punches but I know they're both getting tired. "How dare you leave me?!" Harry's father roars. Harry continues to shield himself as I run over to them and grab Harry's fathers arm so that he can't follow through on a heavy hit that was intended for Harry's side. Harry's father quickly turns around and then tries to hit me. I prepare myself for the impact but it doesn't come. I glance back at Harry and his father. Harry had punched his father in the mouth and it seemed to have distracted him from me and Harry's father went back to fighting his son. "You're coming home with me! You'll never leave again!" Harry's father shouts in a more tired voice. 

        I tug and tug on Harry's fathers shoulder and try and to get him off of Harry. Only seconds later three police men run through my front door that was still open and pulled the three of us apart. "What is going on here?!" One of the police men sternly spoke to me as the other two handcuffed Harry and his father. "You're the one that called, correct?" The police office asked me more calmly. "Yes, but you shouldn't be handcuffing Harry." I spoke in a worried and broken voice as I ran to Harry's side. "I understand miss, but we will have to take all three of you down to the station for questioning to find out what happened  before we do anything." The police man spoke. I didn't really trust this system. I didn't like that Harry was handcuffed. I was worried they were doing that just because he looked like a threat. Despite my hesitations I agreed.

       The police man that had handcuffed Harry and the one that spoke to me led us to one of the two police cars parked outside of my flat. Harry and I were sat in the back as they sat in the front of the police vehicle. Harry's father was taken by the other police man in the other car. I cuddled into Harry's side and wrapped my arms around him as we were taken to the police station. Harry cuddled his head against mine since he couldn't wrap his arms around me. I kissed his bruised cheek gently. "I promise this will be the last time he ever hurts you." I whisper to Harry with determination.

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