Criminal (punk harry styles)

chapter thirty-four

Delila's P.O.V.

"Harry!" I flung my body against the door, desperate to get back out there. What's going on? Who are those people?

I heard the front door slam and fell to the floor in tears. The apartment had returned to silence just as it was before those men barged in. It was so peaceful and quiet, I enjoyed pretending to be asleep while Harry did things for me. He always did little things for me, like putting my phone on charge or putting the blanket over me a bit more. It was sweet.

But now I'm in my room, alone, with no idea as to where Harry has gone.

The tears seemed endless as I stood from the ground and picked up my phone again, calling the only person I know. He picked up on the third ring.

"Helloooo?" he chuckled down the line.

"Louis," I hiccupped. "I need your help."

"What, why?" Louis entered serious mode. "What happened?"

"Harry's been taken," I sobbed.

"By who?"

"I don't know! These guys just barged into our apartment, locked me in our room and took Harry! The apartment is silent now and I'm so scared, Louis," I cried into the phone.

"I'm on my way now," Louis declared. "Stay on the bed until I get there, okay?"

"Okay."

I crawled onto the bed like he requested. Louis was one of the only people Harry had introduced me to since we moved here. He was very bubbly and quite witty, but he was very caring and he'd known Harry since they were in their early teens. I know I can trust him, because Harry does.

Half an hour later I heard a click and the bedroom door seung open, revealling Louis holding a key in hand.

"Are you hurt or anything?" he asked. I shook my head.

"How'd you get in here? And where'd you find that key?"

"Harry gave me a set," he explained shortly. "Now, tell me what happened properly."

I gave Louis the best explanation I could, describing each person, how many people were there, the names I could remember, what the smelt like. Louis listened very carefully as I spoke.

"From what you've said," Louis began, rubbing his neck. "It's one of the bigger gangs located in downtown London."

"What would they be doing here?" I wondered. Louis looked at me worriedly.

"I think Harry really fucked up this time."

"What do you mean?" I panicked.

"Just come with me."

We drove for over an hour, through the city and into a place I'd never been before. The streets were grimey and dark, shops looked like they were about to go out of business. Most of the people walking the side walks looked pale and sickly, some jore suspicious. I tried as best as I could to hide the fact that I was scared, but I couldn't stop the big gust of air from coming out of my mouth when Louis locked the doors.

"Why are we here?" I asked as we passed a man vomitting red.

"We need to make a quick visit before we go to London," Louis didn't take his eyes off the road as he spoke. "There's a woman we need to speak to."

"Who is she?"

"You ask too many questions," Louis laughed. "We're going to see Harry's aunt, she knows some people who could help us out."

Oh. "I didn't know he had one."

"Not many people do," he muttered. "His family doesn't speak of her much."

"I wonder why."

Louis didn't respond, so I took it that the conversation was over. I sighed and leaned against the window. This morning had started so horrendously, and the day only seemed to be getting worse. I wanted Harry, I wanted to know what's going on. Why hadn't he told me about this sort of thing? Being wanted by a gang seemed like a pretty important thing to me.

"How long until we get there?" I whined.

"Not long at all." We turned a corner onto a very bleak road, the only place here being a warehouse-like building with pink neon lights everywhere.

"What is this place?" I frowned as we got of the car.

"To put it simply, the whore house," Louis said flatly.

"Oh my."

"Yeah..." Louis sighed. "Anyway, come on." Louis grabbed my wrist and began dragging me to the entry.

"Why are we here?" I asked.

"To see Harry's aunt," Louis repeated.

"Does she own the building?"

Louis turned to look at me with sad eyes. "She works here."

(a/n: aw hey lou what are you doing here
GUYS OMG I WOKE UP TO 100K THIS MORNING HOW DID THAT EVEN HAPPEN?! Thank you so much!
Anyways, my apologies that this took a while, I was getting around to it but eh. Oh I forgot to mention (not that you guys care lol) but I moved town like 2 weeks ago! It feels like I'm Delilah, except she moved countries haha. Love ya. ♥♥)