Amelia

"Police, let the girl go and put your hands in the air." a voice said making Harry freeze in his place and my eyes widen in fear. I am not sure if I heard right but if the man behind us is really a policeman then we're both in trouble and especially Harry. Harry closed his eyes briefly taking in a sharp breath and I parted my lips ready to talk to him but he turned around before I had the chance to do so.

"Hands in the air." the man repeated and I saw as Harry raised both his hands slowly in the air taking a step aside me. That's when I had a better view of the policeman with the gun in his hands and I was surprised to realise that I actually knew him. He is one of the police officer's that came in my house to ask me questions ,he was the one that didn't talk much. What the hell is he doing here? He scanned me up and down his eyes widening a bit when he recognised me but he didn't show it.

"Are you alright girl?" he asked me still pointing the gun to Harry who was keeping quite.I looked at Harry gulping and then back at him and nodded my head quickly.

"He didn't -" I started to say trying to defend Harry but he cut me mid-sentence.

"You, take a step closer I want to see your face." he ordered Harry. He looked at me his green eyes glowing and I shook my head mentally begging him to not do it. He didn't listen though. He brought his right foot forward and took a slow step towards Mr. Travis - I think his name was- while keeping his hands in their previous position and when he was in complete view stopped. The man near the police car gasped as soon as he saw his face but his shocked expression was soon replaced by a pleased one and a smirk appeared on his face.

"Look who I got here." he said with a chuckle looking back at Harry's intense gaze.

"I didn't know the time would come to finally catch the one and only Harry Styles." he said in disbelief shaking his head lightly. I saw Harry's jaw tense he was getting angry I knew it, but he didn't talk.

"Come here girl." he told me beckoning with his head and I walked past Harry my shoulder brushing against his arm slightly and approached him. I was scared but not for me for Harry, if he goes in jail I don't know what I'm going to do. My hands started trembling a bit and I looked at him with teary eyes and I saw as his features slowly soften when he saw the state I was in. I know he wanted to talk to me and comfort me but he couldn't because of the armed man standing a few inches in front of me.

"Get on your knees." Mr. Travis suddenly yelled making me flinch. Harry looked at him at first with cold eyes and then eventually obeyed to his command letting his knees fall on the hard ground and placing his hands behind his head. Is he really going to give up so easily? It's only one man he can get away from him.

One with a gun my inner voice reminded me. I let out a shaky breath and moved backwards till my back hit the police car parked behind me.

Mr.Travis took some steps towards Harry's body on the ground his shoes clicking on the ground with every move he made and when he was finally standing right next to him he placed the gun on Harry's temple. A gasp left from my lips and I placed quickly my hand over my mouth.

"Stop it." I shouted, finally building up the courage to do so and took a few steps closer to them.

"You stay there girl.It's not your business." he said coolly making me stop in my tracks and I looked at Harry who looked defeated with his head hanging low and his curls covering his face.

"Everyone will be happy to hear that someone finally caught you after almost three years of chasing you.I just didn't expect it to be so easy. " he exclaimed smiling happy with himself.

"Don't be so sure yet." Harry spoke for the first time since the man's appearance and raised his head a bit showing off his ironic smirk. The police man parted his lips in shock but instead of speaking he let his fist collide with Harry's face. It was a strong punch filled with hatred. Harry fell on the ground with his hands in front of him for support and coughed a bit blood. I looked at the man who wiped the back of his hand on his uniform in disgust and without thinking I ran to Harry but before I could kneel down in front of him I was brutally grabbed by my waist and forced back on my feet.

"What do you think you're doing?" Mr. Travis asked me angrily pushing me away from Harry.

"Helping him." I replied bravely.

"Who him?" he pointed to Harry.
"A criminal?" he asked raising his eyebrow.

"He's good." I whispered looking at Harry.

"He's not he has fooled you,you stupid girl. Can't you see it?" he said shaking me from my shoulders a bit.

"He-"

"He kidnapped you!" he yelled making me jump in fear and surprise.

"He didn't -" I tried to say.

"Don't lie to me I'm not a stupid old man.You think that because everyone else believed you I did too?I talked with Leonard myself and he told me a lot of things. Harry here is getting what he deserves, a place in jail. A lot of friends are waiting for him." he said angrily pointing the gun back to Harry.

"Don't hurt him." I begged.

"I won't, I need him alive he deserves to go to court for everything he has done." he said and moved back to Harry taking the handcuffs from his pockets.

"Give me your hands. " he told him while pointing the gun to him again. Harry looked at him angrily and slowly brought his hands in front of him raising them up a bit and Mr.Travis bent down ready to put him the handcuffs. What happened next though was something I wasn't expecting.

When Mr. Travis was about to close and lock the handcuffs Harry's fist collided brutally with the man's nose making his stumble backwards and the grip on his gun to loosen from the pain he received. Harry quickly threw the cuffs on the ground and stood up kicking them away with his foot and then moved towards the policeman with the now bleeding nose. The gun had fallen right next to his feet and Harry took it quickly and threw it towards my direction without looking at me. His face looked dark and dangerous and his eyes had no longer that beautiful light green colour they had turned almost black and to be honest it scared me a bit...it was like then.

"I told you." he said with a smirk approaching Mr.Travis who I'm sure was scared but tried not to show it, instead he wiped away the blood and moved quickly trying to catch Harry off guard. Harry though saw what he was attempting to do and moved aside letting the man punch the air and then kicked him behind his knees making him fall on the ground with a thud. I was standing there frozen looking at them and then my gaze fell on the gun lying on the dirty ground just a few feet away from me and without hesitation I ran and took it in my trembling hands.

"Arg..." someone groaned in pain and I turned my attention back to them only to find Mr.Travis injured on the ground with blood on his face and Harry above him throwing punch after punch to him. I didn't like this, I had seen this before but then I didn't know Harry or the man getting harmed now though I do and I don't want Mr. Travis to end up like the other poor man and mostly I don't want Harry to be a murderer for once again. I ran quickly closer to them letting out a small quite gasp when I saw in what state the older man was.

"Harry." I cried trying to get his attention but he didn't listen he was so caught up in the moment that he just didn't.

"Harry." I yelled angrily this time and he paused a bit taking in a deep breath and then hit him again...hard.

"Harry for gods shake leave him." I said again this time putting my hand on his shoulder and squeezing it tightly finally managing to make him come to his senses and stop. He turned his head to me his jaw was still tense, his nostrils were flaring, his sweaty brown curls were sticking on his forehead and his eyes were staring at me intensely. I could feel my heart start to beat faster as I looked at his eyes and the blood on his face which was not his.

"Harry..." I started to say more softly this time in order to calm him down.

"Let him go he doesn't deserve to die he's just doing his job Harry." I finished and his look softened as he looked back at the man and me and I thought that he was going to let him go but his hard expression came back as he looked at my hand lying on my side and I new exactly at what he was staring. I tried to quickly hide my hand behind my back but Harry grabbed it roughly standing up and living Mr. Travis almost lifeless body on the ground. He hovered over me and brought my hand in front of me again.

"Harry don't." I plead letting a few tears escape, I was starting to get scared he was being irrational.

"Give.It.To.Me.Amelia." he said through gritted teeth applying more force on my hand and succeeding to take the small object from me. He took it in his hand and turned his back to me turning his head to look down at the poor man.

"Harry don't do it." I sobbed and grabbed his arm with my hand but he jerked it away.

"Amelia stop it." he said but not angrily he sounded pained like he didn't want to do it too.

"Please." I begged again.

"No it has to done." he replied coldly and raised his hand aiming the gun at the man who opened his eyes slowly and turned his head weakly to look at me standing behind Harry and crying. He extended his hand towards me and parted his lips to speak but before he could a gunshot was heard and his eyes widened as blood came out of his mouth and his hand fell down. I covered my mouth shaking my head as more tears streamed down my face and walked towards the lifeless body kneeling down and shaking him trying to wake him up. He's dead my inner voice said. No,no this can't be happening.

"No,please." I begged shaking the man lightly but it was no use.I closed my eyes taking in sharp breaths and placed my hand over the man's face closing his eyes. I looked at Harry who dropped the gun down and stood up angrily to face him. How could he be so calm?

"How?" I shouted and placed my small hands on his chest pushing him with force. He moved a bit backwards but other than that he didn't look much affected.

"How could you do this Harry? " I asked him my voice cracking in the end.This was too much.

"It was the only way." he finally said after a few minutes of complete silence. I laughed.

"The only way?" I asked in disbelief getting even more angry with him.

"You could escape when you hit him the first time." I told him and he looked at me pleadingly extending his hand to touch me but I moved away.

"DON'T TOUCH ME HARRY." I shouted at him.

"He knew the truth Amelia I couldn't do anything else it was the only way." I started crying again as he said that, he had a point but still he didn't deserve to die maybe that man had a family,a family that will now be waiting for him to come back home and when he doesn't they will get worried. That's what pained me the most I know the pain they will go through I've been in that position before...and it hurt a lot.

"I don't know." I said trying desperately to control my sobs.

"I can't Harry it's too much." I said truthfully and he sighed before coming closer to me and wrapping his arms around me.I rested my head on his shoulder crying and he kissed my head tightening his grip around me.

"Shh...it's going to be okay." he whispered in an attempt to calm me down and I put my arms around his waist.

"It's not Harry and you know it."

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