Runaway (Harry Styles)

chapter 2

Harry's Pov

I grabbed my bag of money and pushed her inside the abandoned building.

"Are you sure you're going to be able to stop my arm from bleeding orrrr?" She asked looking down at it.

"You know, I always thought that when someone would get shot in the arm, especially somebody like you, that they'd at least be like oh i dont know, freaking out or something?" I smirked.

"Somebody like me? What does that mean?" She laughed.

"Well most people would probably be crying or some shit, but here you arm calm as ever like nothing happened."

"Well. It hurts."

"I would think so. Now come on." I said walking beneath the wooden steps. I took the key from my pocket and opened up the door that was on the floor. "After you." I pointed

(idk how to describe it but you know how like people lift up a rug in some houses and theres this secret door in the floor thats what im talking about.)

She walked down the steps as I followed down into the basement.

"What's your name anyways?" I asked brushing my hair back with my hand.

"Lacy."

"Lacy what." I stopped.

"Lacy Marie Nielson. Why?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "My sister use to be friends with a Lacy. Then she moved away. I always thought she was kind of cute. I use to spy on her whenever they were playing together."

"That's not creepy at all." She said rolling her eyes.

"Hey! What did I know. I was a young, perverted, teenage boy what do you expect."

"Seem's like something my brother would do. Athough, you two turned out way different. He now runs a pretty successful business, has two kids, and a wife, and my parents adore him. Hell, they probably aren't even worried about me right now. I've been gone for what... three hours." A tear rolled down her cheek.

"Don't cry. Look I know I've only known you for like maybe 30 minutes, if that, but I do know that they're missing out on a great person, for what I've seen. The only thing annoying is the fact that you are too damn stubborn."

"Thank you Harry." She took a deep breath. "I know about you, everyone does, you're most wanted, and have done a lot of fucked up shit but truth is, you arent that bad personality wise." She laughed but her smile faded as she look down at her arm. "Can we maybe like fix this now? I think we have wasted enough time."

"Yeah, of course. Shit. Lets go." I grabbed her wrist and started running down the halls in the basement until we came across the main area where I had lived. "Sit there, I'll be back." I said pointing towards the bed. "Don't go anywhere." I glared.

Lacy's Pov

Harry had been gone for at least ten minutes now. I know he said stay right here but why not explore. I took an old t shirt lying on the ground and pressed it against my arm rather than covering it with my hand like I had been. Honestly, it really didn't hurt that much anymore. But I did have to pee, plus I wanted to get the blood off of my hands. So, I started walking. The halls where dark but you could see a little. I began looking around for some sort of bathroom. He has to have one here. Or does he rob places and then pee at them before he leaves? I laughed at myself. Thats stupid. But it's possible.

"What's so funny." I heard a voice behind me.

"Um. Nothing." I whispered. The voice certainly wasn't Harrys. But it was a masculine voice.

"What the fuck are you doing down here? Did they send you?" I started to shake as goosebumps rose up onto my skin. I slowly turned my head facing him. He was a tall man with beautiful eyes and perfect black hair. He was wearing a black tank top with black jeans. His arms where covered in tattoos much like Harry's was but this man had more.

"No, uh nobody sent me." He laughed and walked closer to me. I didn't want him close to me so I kept backing up until I hit a wall. Are you kidding me?

"Are you sure about that?" I quickly nodded worried about what he would do. "So you really don't belong to anyone therefore, you're mine."

Harry's Pov

I finally found Louis to take a look at Lacy's arm because hell I dont know how to do it. If she wouldn't have kept reminding me about it then I probably would've forgotten that I even shot her. We practically raced back to the room where I had left her. But she was gone.

"So Harry, where exactly is this girl that you 'shot'" Louis said mockingly.

"I left her here and told her not to leave. Of course she'd fucking leave." Where the hell did she go. Just then a loud scream echoed throughout the building. Lacy. Louis and I gave a quick look at each other and ran off following the desperate shreak.

"Zayn! Leave her alone. She's with me relax." He turned facing me, anger filled his face.

"How many times do I have to tell you to not let people in!" I locked eyes with Lacy who had fear written all over her. I sent her a look saying 'its okay'

"Im sorry sir. I accidently shot her in the arm." That sounds worse than I thought it would.

"Well now that she is down here, you know what you have to do." He said walking past us shooting a smirk. As he left Lacy sank down to the floor wrapping her arms around her knees.

"What does he mean?" She cried.

"Get up, lets go back to the room so Louis can fix you up, and then I will explain to you what he means." None of this would have fucking happened if she would have stayed in the room.

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