Chapter Eighteen Part Two:
I walk slowly behind Louis as we enter the dimly lit warehouse where Stone was with his men. We had planned it so that when we are inside, Stone and his boys are outside, loading their last bit of cargo onto the truck. It was set up this way so that when they come back inside and see us, they’ll be a bit caught off guard and that will definitely give us the upper hand in this fucked up situation.
I look around as I turn the corner and see that the place is completely empty, meaning they’ll be back inside any minute. Louis starts to round everyone up as I take a look around. This place looks all dusty and it’s made of wood so I can tell that it’s an old building, brought up in the late 60’s maybe.
“Well, well, well. This is a nice surprise.” My head swerves to the side at the sound of this new voice and I see Stone and four of his men entering the warehouse. He’s got his smug little smirk on his face and I have to restrain myself from just shooting his fucking head off, but I’ve got to stick to the plan.
“Stone.” I nod my head and make my way towards the ugly bastard. He looks just like I can remember him, like a dick. He smiles menacingly at me and I roll my eyes at the man that might be the cause of my death tonight.
“What can I do for you, Styles?” He asks and takes a slow stride closer to me. I can tell that he’s trying to intimidate me, but I know better than to crack, because without his guys, this man is powerless. He’s a real fucking puss.
“I want you to go back to where the hell you came from and stay away from England. I call the shots around here.” I tell him. He chuckles softly and only now do I notice that most of this building is now packed with a bunch of older looking men wearing nothing but cheap leather and I can definitely smell their drug store cologne from where I’m standing.
“Well I don’t know what you mean, mate. I’m just strolling by.” He replies, a stupid grin still present on his face.
“Strolling by my ass. What do you want here? There’s nothing here for you so get the fuck out,” I spit and he raises an eyebrow. “mate.” I add on condescendingly.
“Well actually there is something keeping me here,” he starts, “or someone for that matter.” He says.
“And just who might that be?” I ask him, my voice deep and commanding as my feet move an inch closer to him. I take a look at my gang, Perrie, Zayn, Niall, Liam, Louis and River. They’re all fucking courageous for being here tonight. None of them have shown any sign of selflessness through this whole situation and I’m really fucking proud of them. They’ve come into this tonight, knowing that there’s about a 60 percent chance that they might not even still be alive by tomorrow, but they’re all standing together as a group. Standing together in honor. As my family and I’ll be damned if any of them die tonight.
“You see Harry. I have eyes all over this city, nothing goes by unknown. I can tell you just about anything of any of these people you have here like Zayn for instance, used to be a drug dealer until you met him and took him under your wing, you introduced him to Perrie and either of them would die for you. Niall over there, you two were best friends until it all came down to flames when your friendship ended and you started hating him and River, hell you saved the bitch’s life after her father tried to rape her and-“
“Shut the fuck up.” I stopped him, his voice being a irritation from hell to my ears.
“And London, sweet little prudish, London.” He chuckled and instantly my ears perked at the mention of her name. if he so much as tried to harm her, I will personally kill him and all these idiots he calls a gang.
“She’s really something you know and you, never took you for somebody to fall in love. Especially not with some whore like her-“
“You don’t know a thing about her so I suggest you stop talking and listen before I rip out your vocal chords. Clear?” I growl and he smiles at me with his beady eyes.
“Good now listen. I want you to get the fuck out of London, not come back and stay the hell away from London or anybody in my gang, because I swear to God I will kill you myself if you so much as lay one of your hairy fingers on them. Got it?” I hiss.
“See, there’s just one problem with that.” He shakes his head. I roll my eyes and go forward.
“And what is that?” I ask him, our chests nearly pushed together as the one tries to be more intimidating and dominating than the other.
“I don’t want to.” And that’s when it happens. Gunshots ring through my ears as the first bullet gets shot and the next thing I know, Stone is out of sight and bullets are being shot left and right from his men and mine. I can barely hear with all the noise, but the one thing is clear as daylight in my mind and that is that I have to find that bastard.
A blood curling scream runs through my head and I spin to the side and see Perrie crouched down beside Zayn. My eyes widen and I run toward the couple, only to find blood pooling out of Zayn’s left shoulder. Perrie is going ballistic beside me, shouting profanities left and right and the only thing I can think of doing is murdering every single one in this room and then slowly ring Stone’s neck as I take his last breaths from him.
His men had harmed one of mine and that is one step too fucking far. I stand up from where I was bent down on my knees and look around to see that Louis was being beaten by three men and River was being attacked by four others. Niall was practically lying under a couple of other and Liam was pushed up against the wall, the life getting punched out of him. I take a deep breath before pulling out my gun and pointing it to the ceiling at a blown light. I count till 3 and press down on the clutch, firing the bullet up in the air and sending glass all around.
My little trick got everyone to stop what they’re doing and turn their attention to me.
“Enough!” I shout and put my hand out to Perrie who is cowering down next to Zayn who’s whimpering on the ground. She takes my hand and I pull her up.
“I am going to say this once and only once. You have got about 10 seconds to get out of here before I blow all of your fucking heads off! So I suggest you get the fuck out and find a new place to live, because if you touch even one more of my people, I will set your house on fire and kill every single person you care about. So what’s it going to be?” Within the matter of a minute, everyone is out and the warehouse is empty once more, my gang being the only left.
I look down at Zayn and bend down beside him. My arm goes behind him and I slowly hoist him up over my shoulder so he’s injured shoulder is hanging around my neck.
The clapping of hands interrupt me from my next move and I turn to see Stone out of nowhere walking to the center of the room. A smirk clear on his face. I glare at the man and pull my gun out once more.
“Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn’t do that if I were you, see right before your little episode in here, I sent two men to go find your precious little London and if you so much as try and harm me, I will order them to kill her, but I will force you to watch as I drain the last drop of blood out of her body. So you’ve got a little decision to make my friend. Kill me, or kill London. Her blood will be on your hands mate, not mine,” He says and shows me his cell phone as if to prove his point even more. “The choice is all yours.”