Escape - Harry Styles

Chapter 51.

! IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE IN THE END !

Chapter 51.

 -Harry’s POV-

“You fucking said that I could go find her already!” I shout. It’s been 2 days and I have not yet made a single progress to find Violet. Blaze and Nathan said that I need to rest for a few days because the bullet in my thigh was pretty deep. Blaze was able to take the bullet out of my thigh and treat it because according to him, he has been shot a few times while doing missions and he said that he’s used to getting shot on the leg area. That’s pretty messed up, honestly. When he told me that I stared at him like he was crazy.

“You need rest, Harry!” Blaze says from the other side of the door.

“I’m already healthy enough!” I say while I kick the door with other non-injured leg. This door is literally indestructible. I tried everything, from attempting to unlock the door, to trying to smash the door open, to even searching for guns inside this room and shoot it down, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find a single gun, yet any weapons here. There is a window here, but I’m in the 3rd floor of the house. If I jump down, I’ll probably break my leg. I don’t want that to happen because then it’ll slow me down from finding Violet, but then again, I’m not even progressing right now. I’m so tempted to jump down the window.

“Don’t kick the door!” Blaze says. The reason why I can’t go outside this damn room is because Blaze and Nathan said that if I were not locked inside this room, I’d probably zoom out of this house and go find Violet. Which is partially true, but still.

“Blaze!” I shout. It’s totally quiet on the other side of the room. I know this because I’ve been sitting on the floor against the door ever since morning. I’m tired of staying in this room I hate this. I want to go and find my angel. She might be in danger, she might be tortured to death right now and I’m not there to save her. I’ve failed.

A few seconds passed and I can hear footsteps outside of the room. The footsteps gets louder and louder and a knock on the door’s heard. With a sigh escaping my lips, I move myself and I sit against the bed.

“Come in.” I say. The hear Blaze unlocking the door and it opens. Blaze comes with a plate of food on his hand. I glance at the clock and it’s 1pm already. He walks towards me and places the plate of food in front of me.

“How’s your thigh?” He asks me. I look towards my thigh and shrug.

“Alright, I guess.”

“Can you walk?” I tried walking this morning, actually, and it hurts like fuck. The pain shot through my thigh and it feels like I’m being stabbed with a knife, but honestly, the pain isn’t going to stop me from finding my angel.

“Not really.” I wince.

“Then we’ll wait another day so we can find her.” I nods and heads to the door.

“No! Why can’t you understand that I want to find her now!” I shout. This is already pissing me off, I don’t care about my leg, heck I don’t give a fuck if this wound will never heal, I don’t care what happens to me as long as my angel is safe. She doesn’t deserve any of this, and it’s my fault. It’s my fault, it’s my fault, it’s my fault!

“You can’t walk. How the hell are you going to help her? Do you think Jay will just let you in and find her? Of course not! He’s going to fight you, he wants to kill you Harry!”

“I don’t care, I want her safe. I can fight h-“

“You can fight him? You can’t even walk! Jay has a lot of people working for him and you know that. The second you step near him or even in his house or wherever he his, you’ll have 20 guns pointed directly at you.” Blaze says in a frustrated tone.