Chapter 11

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Harry's p.o.v.

I walk back to Duncan's car, but then hear a gunshot and feel my leg start to bleed. Shit. "Get her to a safe place. Go." I tell Duncan and he drives away with her in the car. I just need her to be safe. Within a few minutes my leg gives out and I fall to the ground.

"Long time no see." Zayn says. Huh. I was expecting Louis since Liam told me he's the one who wants me dead.

"What do you want?" I ask him in a raspy voice because I'm losing a lot of blood by the second. All of a sudden Zayn kicks me in the balls and kicks me in the face causing my face to bleed and causing me to pass out because of the amount of blood I'm losing.

One hour later

When I open my eyes, I notice that I'm tied to a couch. Not super comfy, but not too unWriting my book on watt pad only posted 2 chapters so farcomfortable. The place where I was shot has been taken car of and my face has been cleaned up. I can see from the mirror on the wall.

"I think I might burn you to death. That sounds like a good idea. Yeah? or I can shoot you or stab you to death. That sounds pretty good too. Or I could drown you. Or I could slit your throat then eat you and hide the evidence. They all sound good right? so many ideas to choose from." Zayn says.

"So Zayn, tell me. How's your family?" I ask.

"Why do you care?" he asks.

"Just curious. So how are they?" I ask again.

"Pretty good." He says.

"How's that mom of yours?" I ask.

"Good why?" he asks.

"She is nice right?" I ask.

"Well yeah. I love her. She's amazing." he says.

"It would be a shame if she just...died." I say.

"What?" he asks.

"You know if she got murdered and your sisters as well." I say trying to get to his feelings.

"You wouldn't." he says.

"Oh no. I wouldn't, but someone else might." I say. I have him exactly where I want him.

"Like who?" he asks. He is so naïve.

"Louis. He could be killing them right as we speak. He could even be torturing them at this very moment." I say.

"I'll be right back. I just have to go run an errand right now. I'll be back in an hour." He says and leaves.

Just what I needed. Now. Where's the knife. It has to be around here somewhere. "Ah ha! Got cha!" I say when I find the knife. Now if this works. Yes! I'm free! Now I just have to climb out of the window and I'm out. Now how am I going to be able to find Duncan.

"Mr. Styles? Your coming with me." the frickin police officer says as he puts me in handcuffs and shoves me into a police car. Are ya kidding me?

"What did I do officer?" I ask.

"You tell me." The officer tells me.

"I don't know officer." I answer.

"Well, let's start off by you setting a bomb on that hotel and killing Niall and thousands of other people and you killing Lewis and an innocent man, Jimmy, and killing Liam. We have been watching your every move Mr. Styles." The officer tells me.

"Stalker...I mean....you have?" I ask.

"Yes. We have. You have been breaking the law even more than you did before." He tells me.

"Am I going to jail? Are Louis and Zayn arrested too?" I ask.

"Zayn killed Louis at the hospital. He unplugged the stuff Louis was connected to, to help him survive. So, to answer your question, yes you are going to jail and Zayn is also arrested. Zayn will not be in the same jail as you and he said he was going to kill you so he is going to be in jail one year longer than you. You will be in jail for nine years and he will be in jail for ten years." the officer tells me. This can't be happening.

"Will Bella be able to visit me?" I ask the officer. Yes. only on Saturdays though." he tells me and gets out of the car and I get in the front seat and lock the doors and connect the wires so I can start the car because he has the keys and I drive away. It's not the first time I had to do this to a cop. I have to call Duncan.

"Hey Duncan where are you?" I ask.

"We are at a police station. where are you?" he asks and I turn the car around I guess I have to go to jail after all. I drive the car back to where the cop was and I get out of the car. I hate this part. The cop krups me and pulls me into the jail. I can't believe I got frickin arrested. This sucks!

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