Bad Reputation

//Chapter Twenty//

Harry
I grabbed the weights and started pressing them above me head, feeling the sweat rolling down my temples.
I placed them on the rack then, walked over to Belle to see how she was getting on, practicing using the guns.
"How's it going?"i said, wrapping my arms around her waist.
"I'm okay,"she shrugged, shaking out of my grip.
"Listen I'm sorry for yelling, it's hard to see someone I love hurt there self."i said, playing with her hair.
"It's my fault, I never told you,"she whispered, then I placed a pair of earplugs on my head. Then Belle done so equally.
"It's okay,"i shouted over the muffled noise of the earplugs.
She tensed her hands around the pistol and fired, hitting the dummy in the gut.
"Good shot,"i yelled, as she turned around and smiled.
She took another shot and hit the heart, as she jumped up and down excitedly.
"Try for the skull,"i said taking her hand in mine, both of us sharing the gun in our palms.
"Pull the trigger..NOW,"i yelled as she pulled the trigger and hit the dummy's skull.
The both of us slipped the earplugs off, then she hugged me.
"So how'd I do?"she smiled, as I kissed her on the lips.
"I take that as amazing?"she said, throughout the kiss.
"Hmm,"i hummed in response.
Belle
"How about we try to use the machete's and knives? I think you'll be quite good at this as well,"he complemented, as I nodded.
He grabbed a large knife for me and handed it over, as I held the handle then threw it and it hit the dummy in the torso.
"I know how that guy feels,"Harry laughed, as he rubbed his torso, where his stab wound had healed, as I just laughed.
"Try this one,"he said, handing me the smallest dagger.
"Go for the heart,"he said.
"Okay,"I said, then held the handle and hurdled if towards the heart of the dummy.
It went straight through as Harry ran up to the dummy and picked up the knife from the floor and looked through the gap the knife had made in the dummy.
"Woah,"he gasped, putting the life back on the tray.
"Your a quick learner,"He chuckled,
"Thankyou,"i beamed, hugging his waist.
"Let's do to the gymnast hall and fitness suite,"he said, then pulled me through an archway to a different hall. It was full of treadmills, rowing machines and matts. Then a gymnast equipment.
"Who uses the gymnast stuff?"I asked him, looking at the poles and vaults.
"No one, you want to try them out?"He said coming over to me, lifting the matt out and a vault.
"Sure,"I said, taking my hoody off and shoes. I then grabbed the chalk bucket and put my feet and hands in it.
"Just what are you doing?"Harry laughed, as I turned around straight faced. How stupid is a criminal, exactly?
"I'm chalking my feet and hands up so I don't slip, when I do the flips and that,"i shrugged, then walked to the end of the hall getting ready to run.
(A.n Only directioners will understand this, I think).
I dashed towards the vault then pushed my hands down first, then done a twist flip, and landed on the floor.
"You should be like our ninja or something,"Harry awed, as I just laughed and pushed my ponytail back, as I chalked my feet only this time.
"Again?"Harry said, as I nodded.
This time I walked over to the vault and sat on it, then went into the splits. I sat in the splits for about five minutes, before Harry spoke up.
"Right Belle, you've been sitting like that for about a hundred hours now, come on, we need to get back. I'm going to see if Zayn's awake, so we can take some guns and stuff with us,"He said, walking out of the hall, while I started putting my shoes on.
"Okay,"I said, then left to follow him.
I arrived in the hallway next to the door where Harry came through the front door and was picking up guns and taking them to the car.
"Need help?"I laughed as he struggled to carry all the guns and dropped one, so I picked it up and inspected it.
"That would be great,"he chuckled, then carried them out as I took about another four.
"That's us,"he said, shutting the boot.
"Okay, I'm gonna say by to Perrie,"i said, then went back inside.
I saw Perrie sitting in the living room, reading a book by the fire.
"Perrie?"i said, as she jumped a little but turned around.
"Yeah?"she said, as I walked closer.
"I'm going now,"i said as she stood up and pulled me in for a hug.
"I'll see you soon, okay?"she said, looking into my eyes then hugging me again.
"Sure, I think it will be tomorrow,"i said, as she shook her head.
"What?"i asked, confused slightly.
"Myself, Zayn and Liam are going to follow you, we're all going to a mission now, there's been a rapist in town who murdered two teens last week and four middle aged woman this week. It can't go on anymore, we have to kill him,"she said, as my stomach turned, and I thought about having to kill this man.
"Why does there need to be five of us, of there's one of him?"i questioned further.
"There's not, he's got a gang,"she replied, shrugging it off.
"Right ladies, are we done in here already?"Liam said, popping his head around the door.
"Coming,"we both answered, as he nodded and urged us to hurry up.
"Let's go then,"i said and Perrie followed while grabbing her jacket off the hooks at the door once we locked it and left.
"Right, we've changed our plans. We're all going in the same truck. Incase they chase us, we can all keep up together,"Zayn said, as we all nodded in agreement.
"Let's get going, Liam are all the weapons in the trunk?"Harry wondered, obviously they were because we put most of them in.
"Yeah, everybody get in, come on girls,"Liam ushered.
We all piled into the car, then we picked up Louis.
"Hey lads,"Louis grinned, then climbed in the boot with Liam, then another girl climbed into the car, whilst her and Perrie were seated in the back seats.
(A.n sorry this is confusing, the car is a seven seater)
I was seated in the front with Harry, who was driving. In the back seat was Perrie, the other girl and Zayn. In the boot was Liam and Louis.
"Who's this?"The girl questioned, looking at me, with her finger slightly pointed.
"Eleanor meet Belle, Harry's girl,"Zayn said, smiling as Harry have him a glare through the mirror.
"I'm not Harry's girl,"i mumbled, as Eleanor whispered hi then sat silently.
"Right we're here, let's go,"Harry interrupted, as we all put on bullet and stab proof vests on, then grabbed a gun and clipped another onto our belts, then stuck a dagger inside our boot and one more in our belts.
"Ready, on three, we need to stay quiet, stay low and stay safe, one, two, three, shh,"Harry escorted, then left first as we all followed out in a line.
We followed around the building, it was an old whiskey distillery. The walls outside were damp and mossy, some parts were boarded up with wood. We kept walking until we arrived at the back doors which lead down to the basement area. Where they were hiding.
"Belle, stay behind me,"Harry warned, then spoke up again to me.
"Make sure to flip infront of them if they try to shoot or stab you,"he laughed. "It will look so hot,"
"He well likes you, Belle,"Eleanor whispered in my ear, as I shooed her off as Perrie giggled.
"Right we're in,"Louis said, as we snuck in and down rackety stairs, which almost looked as if they were ready to break.
We arrived on the floor, as we left the doors open, for when we needed to escape.
We got into the den as Harry peaked his head through first.
"Right, there's a young girl tied to a rusty pipe, if we hack at the pipe with the machete or even shoot at it, we can free her. There's five guys. Two of them are guards, there big guys so at least three of us have to take them on. Another two are his little assistants, shall we say. Two should take him down, then last is Trevor, I'll take him, but you guys need to take the rest down, for me to live,"Harry assured, then we readied our weapons to attack.
"Ready, three, two, one!"he yelled at the last word as we dashed in shooting into the air as I first headed for the young girl to free her from being tied up.
I glanced over my shoulder to make sure if anyone was going to attack me. But everyone else was already occupied fighting others. Harry was heading towards the man known as Trevor, Liam and Perrie were fighting his assistants and Eleanore, Louis and Zayn were fighting the guards.
"Who are you?"a quiet voice spoke, as I turned around to find, a brown haired girl with almost a grey coloured eyes, staring right at me.
"I'm Belle, in going to help you get out of here,"i soothed, then pulled out my gun.
"Don't shoot me, please,"she begged, as I cleared the chain, as she squeezed her eyes closed, as I pulled the trigger and looked and she was free from the pipe.
"Stay here, make it look as if your still chained, okay?"I told her, as she nodded and I went to help, Harry, but I couldn't find him until I heard yelling and seen Zayn running for the doors.
"Run, bomb, I've planted one, run, Alliance run!"he yelled, then I seen Louis and Liam dragging Harry out.
"Come on, let's go sweetie, all the bad men are gone now,"i said, to the young girl as she stood up and ran and followed, Perrie and Eleanor.
"Looks like Harry's girl is left now,"a voice said as I turned around, and Trevor was standing with a large blade in his hands.
"You don't scare me,"i spat, then slid my gun out behind my back.
"Really?"he said, as he swung the machete and it slashed across my face.
"I've already cut before, so you little asshole should feel the pain yourself!"i yelled and shot him in the chest as he fell to the floor, dead.
I ran out of the room until I felt as if it was water, running down my face.
I gently placed my hand to my cheek, and the red, glistening liquid dripped onto my hand.
"Shit,"i cursed, then ran out of the doors, and towards the truck.
"Come on Belle!"Louis shouted.
As I jumped into the car, and the building blew up.
"Oh my god Belle, your face,"Eleanor gushed then ripped a tissue out of her pocket and pressed it to my cheek.
"Ow,"i clenched, as the cut began to sting.
"It's pretty bad,"she said, looking into my eyes worryingly.
"Who did this?"she whispered.
"Trevor, I killed him when everyone left,"i mumbled, as her eyes widened, then it hit me, where's harry.
"Where's Harry!!"i gasped, freaking out.
"He's in the front with Louis, who's driving, Harry got knocked out but he'll be okay,"she said, plaiting my ponytail slightly.
"Where's the little girl?"I murmured, looking around, but she wasn't in the car.
"She couldn't have lived, honey,"Eleanor sighed.
"Who killed her?"i cried, a tear slipping down my cheek.
"Zayn, had to shoot her because she had seen everything. Plus she was pregnant, they raped her, she was only eight. She wouldn't have lived anyway, they starved her,"she said, saddened.

I told the little girl she would live, I said I would get her out of this.

"What was her name El?"i said, tears spilling down my cheeks.
"I can't tell you,"she mumbled.
"Why?!"i cried.
"Her name, was Bella."she sighed as I buried my head in my hands.
I lied to her. I told her she would live, not die.
I lied to Bella.

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Thanks for reading guys, aw poor Bella.
I love you all!

Carly👽