She ~ Harry styles fan fiction

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"Bella..." I wake up to peter shoving me to wake me up. "Bella!" His voice raises and I get up panicking waking Harry up who is next to me.

"Peter what!" I scramble awake as my heart races.

"There is someone banging on the door." He says and Harry stands up.

"Harry wait..." I say sitting up. "What if it's Vance. Should we hide?" I ask him.

"Just go to my room..." He says rubbings his eyes. "Lock the door." I nod and grab peter carrying him into Harrys room.

"What's happening?" Peter asks me

"I don't know... Harry will take care of it." I say with a small smile even though I am just as worried. I close the door as quietly as I can and set Peter down.

"I'm sure everything is fine but, we should stay quiet." I tell him and he nods. I sometimes forget how used to this he already is. I press my ear to the door hoping to here who it is.

"Where is he?"

Vance.

Fuck.

"Ashton informed us... so don't start lying styles." He says and I can hear his devilish laugh.

Suddenly I hear loud footsteps coming upstairs and I lock the door and back up grabbing Peters hand. The door handle jiggles violently and I push Peter behind me.

"Bella open the door." To my surprise it's Harry.

"Is Vance there?" I ask.

"Open the fucking door." I hear Vance say and I cringe and unlock the door.

"Let's talk downstairs." Vance says with a fake smile. I follow behind them as we walk down Harrys large staircase.

"Sit." Vance says and Peter and I sit on the couch. Harry stands behind us and Vances "back up" stands behind him.

"He didn't do anyth..." I begin.

"I don't care." Vance abruptly interrupts me. "It sure is crazy to have the children of Bradley Harpers in my grasp." He says. "And I only have a promise to keep one of you 'safe'" He says quoting the promise he made to my mother.

"He's a kid." I say keeping him close to me.

"Bradley Harpers kid." He says with the same devilish smile. He snaps his fingers and the two men standing behind him lunge towards us and grab Peter.

"No!" I scream and grab his other arm. Suddenly Harry grabs me and pulls me away from him as I scream.

"Bella!" Peter crys

"Thanks Styles." Vance says as I cry in Harrys grasp. They leave Harrys house taking Peter with him.

"Put me down!" I scream.

"Calm down!" Harry yells.

"No!" I cry and struggle in his arms. "Your hurting me." I cry and begin to slow down. "Why did you let them take him." I sob.

"I had no choice Bella." He says loosening his grip. "He said it was you or him." He says quietly.

"You don't get to make that decision!" I scream. "You should have let them take me!" I cry.

"Don't say that." He says quietly.

"No... you don't get to do this to me." I cry and stumble backwards.

"I am protecting you!" He screams.

"I don't need you too anymore!" I wipe my tears but them won't stop flowing out of me. Harry inches towards me and grabs my hand.

"Don't touch me..." I back up from him. "I will never forgive you Harry." I cry.

"Bella..."

"You're a monster just like my Father." I sit down on the couch trying to catch my breath. "Is he going to... kill him?" I ask.

Silence.

"Harry I swear to god if you don't answer me i'll...."

"He is." Harry answers.

I cover my mouth and fall to the floor. I'm unable to breathe. He's just a kid he didn't do anything I can't loose him.... I can't.

Harry bends down and I look up at him. He's crying. The tears run down his face which is a foreign thing for me to see.

"Vance is evil and hates your father so much he will go to that extent. For his own personal gain." Harry wipes his tears and I grab his hand.

"Please Harry." I beg. "We have to do something." I cry.

"I will do everything I can..." He says running his hands through this hair. "I just wouldn't let him take you and I didn't know what else to do." He says.

"We'll fight and make sure he's safe... Imagine if it was your sister." His eyes shoot back up at me as I bring up a sensitive subject. He's only ever mentioned her once and said he didn't want to talk about it. But I need him to understand.

"I'm so sorry." He leans his head down and I lean in to hug him. "We'll get him back but we need a plan."