Caring (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Emily Blackwood is your almost average 20 year old nurse. She graduated university early due to her change of country, from Australia to London. With only Leah, Jess and Hannah as her friends, she struggles to find the romance she has dreamed of since a child. But that soon changes, all because of Leah. Emily isn't sure whether to thank her friend, or whether to hate her.
My fingers gently run over the dark mark situated in the crook of my neck. I wince at the slight pain. As I open my eyes that I didn't know I closed, I look to Leah.
My eyebrows furrow as I realise she isn't looking at me, but rather someone behind me. My head turns immediately to the source holding her attention.
He stands there, only metres from the door, staring at me. He smirks at me before dropping his left eye in a wink and vanishing out the door.
Fear racks through my body as I remember his words.
"You're now mine, Emily."
I turn back to Leah, our expressions the same.
Complete shock and fear.


12. Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Harry's POV

"Why would you do that to her?" Louis shouts over the thumping bass in the club.

"Do who to what?" I jumble my words but Lou knows what I mean.

"Emily, how could you do that?" He says.

I look at him with my classic smirk. "She was asking for it with that dress of hers." I laugh and take another mouthful of my drink. About an hour ago the liquor was burning my throat, but now, not even a tingle.

"I know you're my best mate Haz, but she's just an innocent girl. You can't do shit like that to girls like her." He scolds me, drinking some of his own drink.

"What, little rich bitches? Girls who have their whole lives planned out? Girls who grew up without a fucked up family like mine?" I ask rhetorically.

Louis doesn't even look at me. "You always judge people Harry, what if her life is just like yours?"

"I doubt it." I skull the rest of my drink and wave for the bartender to come and fill up my drink.

"You need to end it with her before you ruin her life. If Zayn or Luke finds out about Emily then were all fucked." He says.

"Luke knows. She ran from me, and found Luke beating up some guy in an alley way." I say monotone.

Louis turns his head to me. "Are you fucking kidding me right now Harry?" I shake my head. "You should have just left her there."

I shake my head again. "I thought about it, but then I heard him talking about fucking her. I wasn't going to stand by while she was getting raped."

Louis then nods. "I understand. But seriously Haz, end it with her before word goes around. She could end up dead because of you."

I just shrug and continue drinking. "How did you find out anyway?"

"You told me remember?"

"Nope." I actually don't. I must be really fucking drunk if I don't remember telling him that. I mean, that's some pretty important shit.

I remember fighting with Niall because he fucked up with the delivery. I was pissed so I came and got drunk here. Louis joined me about half an hour later.

"I think I'm going to head off, I must be fucking pissed if I don't remember telling you that." I admit.

"No driving for you mate." Louis snatches my keys and skulls the rest of his drink. "We'll stay at El's house tonight, she's closest."

Moments like these I hated Louis, but you had to love him. Stops you from driving because he doesn't want you to die. "Fine." I grumble.

I stand up and almost fall over. I place money on the counter and allow Louis to help me walk out. I'm glad he's not as drunk as I am.

We continue to walk and stagger down the almost empty streets until we are snatched into an alley. Both of us fall in our drunken states.

"Oh look Jared, both Harry and Louis are drunk." Luke laughs. I climb up to my feet, using the wall to support me.

"Fuck both you. Get off of our fucking territory." I growl.

Both of them laugh. "When you're drunk like this? No fucking way. This could be one of the times I can actually kill you with out a gun." Luke says grinning.

"Well aren't I lucky I have mine." I smirk, pull it out from it's hidden position and aim it at him. I can see Louis begin to fight with Jared, taking the first punch.

But it was in the split second I was looking at them that my gun was knocked out of my hand and onto the pathway in the street behind me.

Luke is now aiming his gun at me. "I wouldn't go for that if I were you."

"What happened to killing me without a gun?" I ask him. Louis is already lying limp against the wall. Louis isn't one of the best fighters, especially not when he has been drinking.

"It would ruin the fun wouldn't it." Luke teases, and I nod. I have pretty much surrendered myself to him. It's not like I really have anything but my gang to live for.

But I won't go down without a fight.

"Ready to die?" He asks with a teasing voice, again.

This time I don't say anything. Because someone beats me to it.

"He won't be the one dying tonight."

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