Harry Styles Imagine

Sometimes saving someone's life, means putting yourself in danger

Part 15:

Hailie woke up to her ringtone. Callum was ringing her. She gently unwrapped Harry's arms and legs from around her, slid out of bed and grabbed her phone. She tapped answer just as she got into the kitchen. "hello?" her voice was croaky. She got a glass of water. "I told you to do as I said, but you ignored me. Guess who's gonna pay for that?" Conor laughed evilly. "Conor?! What're you- don't you dare hurt Callum!!" Conor hung up, leaving Hailie frantic. She couldn't bear the thought of her best friend being hurt. She tried to ring back, but the phone was off. Then she thought of something. She clicked the name under Callum's. It rang three times before someone picked up. "well, this is a funny turn of events. You ringing me, eh?" Hailie ignored him. She spoke in a furious but firm tone. "Conor, you hurt him, I'm going to rip your balls off and stick them to your head. You hear?" Conor laughed. "c'mon baby, don't fight it, just come here and I'll give you Callum" Hailie facepalmed. "I don't even know where 'here' is" Conor laughed once again. "alright, I'll give you the address. 4 Crankton Abbey, be here within twenty minutes, or else, no Callum!" he hung up without saying another word. It was a ten minute drive, Hailie thought, as she raced to put on her clothes. She left Harry a note, so he knew what was happening. She hopped in the car, revved the engine and sped off. Her mind raced with different thoughts and her heart was in her mouth. She reached Crankton Abbey, and discovered it was an old rundown warehouse. She ran inside, through the back door. She saw a gun on one of the shelves, she picked it up. Loaded, woah. She slid it into her pants pocket, keeping it incase Conor tried anything. She walked around the ground floor, until she saw Callum. "CALLUM!" he looked up at the sound of Hailie's voice. He had a gag around his mouth, and he looked thin. Hailie ran to him hugged him and began to untie the rope around his hands. "not! So.. Fast, doll" Conor's voice came from behind her. She put her hand in her pocket, pulling the gun on Conor as she turned around. He had one aswell. "now, drop your gun, release my friend and stop hurting me and those I love!" she said, somewhat calmly. Conor laughed. "DROP THE GUN CONOR, DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!" she screamed. "alright, alright" he placed the gun on the ground. "now, put down any others you have" Conor pretended to look innocent. "oh please Conor, you carried two guns when we were going out!" Conor scoffed. "that's because we lived a mafia life!!" she shot one of the lights above her, making sparks sprinkle down on top of Conor. "c'mon, drop all your guns" he took out three extra guns, placing them beside the first one. "arms out" Hailie was a police woman in Ireland, but gave it up to do a course in Occupational Therapy when she was 18. Yes, she was 19 and had done all this, she had lived a pretty good life. Conor lifted his arms out to the side. She searched all of him. "y'know, this wouldn't be happening if you hadn't left me" she pushed his head forward. "you beat me almost to death, Callum had to bring me to hospital. Of course I was going to leave!" she held the gun up, making Conor put his hands up. "good boy. Now. Do as I say, and we'll get along just fine" Hailie nodded, not giving Conor a choice. She untied Callum, hugging him as he cried into her shoulder. She brought him outside, and made him wait in the car. Callum rang the police, who said they'd be here in five minutes. Hailie ran back inside, to find Conor just picking up his guns. She shot over his head, barely missing him. "nah, you know, I think you shouldn't do that" Conor put his hands on his head, and Hailie pushed him down onto his knees. "good. See how it all works out when we all co-operate?" she slapped him on the back. The sounds of sirens and heavy boots could be heard outside. Five officers ran in. "alright, hands where I can see em!" Hailie walked over to a police woman. "I think you got this all covered, I'm gonna take my friend home, he's very shaken" she nodded, watching as Conor was taken into custody. Hailie sat into the car, and drove Callum home. "you're staying with us Callum, okay? I don't care if you hate Harry. I love you and that was scary as hell. Me and Harry will get stuff from your house, and bring it to mine. You'll be grand, honey. I promise you" they pulled up at the house, and Harry ran out, hugging Hailie tightly. "Harry.. Harry.. I want to breathe, thanks" he kissed her again and again. "I was so afraid, when I read your note, I just didn't know what to think!" Harry sniffed. "baby, were you crying?" he nodded. Callum came over and clapped him on the back. "she's a lifesaver, man. You should be proud" he went inside the house. "I am" Harry smiled. "so is he staying with us, or what?" Hailie nodded. "c'mon, we have to get some stuff from his house" Harry nodded, taking Hailie's hand as they walked across the road to Callum's house.