Escape - Harry Styles

Chapter 57.

*Sorry for the mistakes, it’s really late and I have to sleep

Chapter 57.

-Aaron’s POV-

I can’t believe I let myself do that. It’s not my fault.

*Flashback*

It’s early in the morning and I still feel like I’m going to go back to sleep anytime soon. After looking one last time in the mirror I sit back on the bed and open my phone. I’ll probably go to Violet’s room and see how she’s doing. I feel bad for her, I really do, I know how it feels to have someone you love taken away from you, trust me, I really do. That’s why I’m not letting or helping Violet leave this place. I know how it feels to have someone you like or love taken away from you, and since I’ve experienced that once, I’m not letting it happen again. I would rather have her here with me, than let her leave because she’ll go back to Harry and whatever.

I know, Harry will find her, well yeah, that’s a good thing. That’s the point of this whole thing. We originally don’t want anything to do with Violet, well, by ‘we’ I mean Jay and his other people. I don’t mind having Violet here, she’s really sweet, she’s nice and it’s been years since I’ve met someone like her.

Someone innocent, someone so beautiful, someone so… her. I don’t know, there’s just something about her that makes her like her even more, day by day.

Suddenly, a knock comes from my door.

“Yeah? Come in.” I shout.

I hear the door open and Jay comes in. Oh, what does he want?

“I’m going to record something and give it to Harry.” He starts off.

“Yeah, okay. So?” I raise my eyebrow up. If you want to record something and give it to Harry, go ahead. No one’s stopping you. I’m not going to stop you since I really don’t care about Harry.

“And you’re going to be in it.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re the star of this video.” He laughs out loud while placing his hand on his large stomach.

“What am I supposed to do?” I don’t think I’ll like the answer to my question. I don’t want to do anything stupid, or mean, or anything to hurt Violet.

“Do things with that girl.”

“Her name’s Violet.” I roll my eyes.

“Yeah, whatever.” He snorts.

“What things?” I ask him.

“Things. Whatever you want, fuck her, whatever that’ll make Harry’s blood boil.” “But I don’t want to.” I sigh.

“I don’t want to do anything with her, I don’t want to hurt her or anything.” I continue.

“You don’t have feelings for her right? So why do you care? Are you scared that Harry might find you and kill you?” He laughs out loud again. No, I’m not scared of Harry, the thing I’m scared of is Violet hating me forever.

“Don’t worry about Harry doing anything to you, the second he steps foot in this building, I will have 10 guns pointed at him.” He chuckles.

“I still don’t want to do it, I’m not scared of Harry, I just don’t feel like it’s right.” I try to argue.

“Look,” He puts his fat and heavy hands on my shoulder and continues to talk again, “I really don’t give a shit on what you feel or what she feels, when I want work done by you guys, you will do it, or you’ll be found in a river dead tomorrow.” He threatens.