Escape - Harry Styles

Chapter 60.

*by the way, just to clear things up, Jay shot Violet. Not Harry. Sorry for the confusion

Chapter 60.

-Harry's POV-

It seems like everything around me just stopped and the voices of other people in the room are echoing through my ear.

Sometimes, I wish that I can rewind things, or just wish that all this is just a dream. If this was a dream, I'd pinch myself as hard as I can till I wake up, but sadly, this isn't one.

"Harry!" I hear Violet's voice.

Hearing her voice made me come to my senses and in an instant, I run for her. Not even a step, not even having my feet touch the ground, I hear another gunshot. This time, it wasn't pointed at Violet, it wasn't shot at Violet, but me. I can feel it drilling into my skin. Quickly loading my gun, I put one hand over my still fresh, open wound and without wasting another second of pain, I shoot the gun, and if I could, I would high five myself because the bullet hit straight into his forehead. Fuck you guy that I found in that abandoned house. I knew that you were one evil son of a bitch.

"Vi, hang in there. You'll be okay, I promise. Just-"

"Are you fucking kidding me? How many of my people need to die just to kill one person? I'll do this myself." Jay groans and picks up a gun on the floor and walks towards me.

Loading my gun one more time, I realize that there are no more bullets, oh God, are you kidding me? This is like cliché scenes in movies. You know, where the bad guy tries to kill someone, but that someone runs out of bullets, or lost his gun, run out of weapo-

Hold on, I still have my other gun. Quickly trying to take my gun from my waistband, I quickly realize, again, that he has my gun. Damn, it must've fallen out. Sighing mentally, I reach for my knife. Great, a gun against my little knife. How am I going to do this?

By now, Violet is leaning against the wall, she's still breathing and she has her eyes open, but I can tell that she's taking deep breaths, having difficulties breathing I guess. Hang in there, please don't die on me. I promise to protect you, and I'm never going to break that promise. Please just hang in there Violet.

While Jay's walking towards me, I try to push myself backwards to increase our distance. I don't know what benefit this gives me but it just feels like I should just back away from this guy.

Eventually, my back touches the wall and he smirks. Reaching for the collar of my shirt. He pulls me up and I slouch against the wall. The wound is making me unable to stand straight and it feels like it's pulsing, and it just hurts.

"That wound would just let you die slowly, but I'm not going to leave you here to die. Instead, I'm just going to shoot you right in the head so I know that you're actually, you know, dead." He chuckles.

"P- Please, don't." I hear Violet try to say. I can see her tears running down her face. She bites her lip from the pain and I just can't see her like this. Holding my knife behind my back tight, I stab Jay in the stomach, making him let go of me.

"You fucking-"

Before he finished his sentence, another gunshot is heard. So many bullets wasted today. Blood splatters across my body and Jay collapses on the floor with a pool of blood around his head. Looking up, I see Aaron with a gun. Without a word, he walks away. What the hell just happened?

Pushing myself towards Violet, I see her hand still pressed against the wound.

"Violet, Violet, listen to me." She opens her eyes a bit bigger and looks at me through those painful eyes.

"I'm going to call 911 and I promise you'll be alright."

Taking my shirt off I press the cloth against her wound, trying to not let her lose too much blood because we all know what happens if a person loses too much blood.

"No, stop, don't call 911. It's fine, I don't want to do this anymore. You go on, get out and call 911 for yourself. I'm- I'm done." She sniffles.

"What do you mean?" I say, what does she mean by that? I seriously can't process anything in my brain right now.

"I just feel like everything in my life is wrong. It's just over, you're literally the only person left in my life, and I sometimes, I feel like a burden to you. I- I" I can see her lips are quivering and my heart feels like it's falling down from the tallest building on earth.

I brought her into this mess and I'll get out with her, even if it means I'll stop breathing.

"Harry get out of here, you're hurt." She says.

"No." I sit closer to her and take her cold hands in mine.

"I love you, Violet and if this is what you want, then I'm coming with."

A breath, a pause, then she says,

"I- I love you." Those are her last words. 'I love you'. After those 3 words, I can't feel her breathing next to me anymore. I can't feel her trying to move, I only feel a body that once shined brighter than all the stars, now lifeless and motionless.

If I had the choice to pause my life, or to rewind, I'd like the chance to rewind because at times like this, I don't want to pause it, I'd like to rewind everything. Rewind to the day I met this girl, Violet.

The day I met her, I knew that this was going to end up like a train wreck. I knew that it wasn't a good idea for her to get involved with me. That day when I broke into her window, she looked so afraid, so innocent, and so fragile. I should've known not to get her into my life. Then again, there's just something about her that makes me want to see her, that makes me want to, I don't know, it just made me feel like I want to come back to her.

Feels like whenever I feel her soft skin against mine, I know that just for a minute, everything's going to get better.

Grabbing the gun that Jay held, I load it and point it against my temple.

"See you in the other side." I whisper.

Everybody has something, or someone that makes him or her feel better, that makes him or her laugh, or maybe just like me, has someone that makes them feel like everything is alright, but in actuality, it's not. No matter how bad the situation is, that someone always has a way of making things feel like everything is normal. That we're all living in a world where nothing is wrong, it's like an escape. Everybody has an escape, and in my case,

Violet's my escape.