Moments.
Chapter 12
Harry's POV
"Shouldn't you be thanking us? Word is that kid lost her memory so now she actually believes you're her boyfriend." As the words left his mouth another punch was given to his right eye, thanks to me.
I will hand it to these guys though, they are hiding their pain very well but what's more astonishing is that their still alive.
It's been about an hour since I got here and I haven't killed them yet.
That's got to be a personal best for me.
"You want me to be fucking thankful?! You hit her with a car! You could have killed her!" I lifted my leg and slammed the sole of my shoe into his chest making the chair go flying back. He landed with a loud thud as he attempted to glare at me through his injuries.
"I brought you two together. I'm a fucking cupid." His sarcastic remark just made me bitterly laugh and crouch down next to his beaten up frame.
"One way or another I would have made her mine eventually but you almost killed her. You will not be getting a thank you." I stood up again and turned to the other douche bag that was a lot worse for injuries but that's because I know for a fact that he's the second in charge of the east side gang.
Pretty stupid ass gang if they let two of their men, one being the second in charge, get taken by their competition.
"What the hell are you smiling about? The only reason I haven't put a bullet in your head already is because you won't tell me who your fucking leader is!" My voice boomed around the small room as I angrily snarled at the men, I do know their names but they can get fucked if they think I'm going to use them.
"It's funny that you don't know who he is yet he knows every little thing about you. Right down to the nickname you have for your girlfriend." My eyes instantly widened at this new information, to my knowledge no one knew about Kasey.
"You're fucking lying." I clicked my fingers signalling that Louis was to come and help me, he walked over with a cigarette between his lips.
He twisted the dudes hand around in the ropes so that his wrist was exposed, very quickly and without hesitation, Louis pulled the lit end of his smoke down to the guys wrist making him scream out in pain.
Finally they were cracking.
"Now I'm going to ask you two fucking douche bags one more time-" I paused to pull the second guys chair back up with my boot so he was looking at me again.
"Did you or did you not purposely go after my girl? I don't give two shits about the jewellery store you robbed."
"Like we fucking told you it was an accident! If you bring her here I will even apologize!" I scoffed and pulled my gun out of my jeans waist band.
"Tell me the fucking truth now!" I barked and watched their faces harden with fear.
"Okay! God chill out would ya, she's just a girl."
"She's MY girl!" I shouted un-necessarily loud and clicked the hammer of the gun so it was ready to fire.
"Y-you don't want to do this." His voice started to shake as he finally realized how serious I was.
"And why the fuck not?!"
"Because then he will just keep coming after your precious Bambi." He snarled at me and I lost it.
I did what I had to do.
I shot him.
Right in between the eyes.
"No one talks about Kasey like that and no one touches her without my permission." I lowly whispered to the other before I shot him in the knee cap.
His screams echoed as I walked closer to him.
"You pass that on to whoever needs to hear it. Understand me?" His head bobbed up and down as he tried to control his painful whimpers.
I drew my hand back and punched him one last time square in the face, his head flopped to the side as he lost conciousness.
I shook my hand slightly and stretched out my fingers. My knuckles had cracked and were bleeding but I didn't give a shit, these fuckers deserved it.
"You get out of here mate. We'll clean this up." Louis patted me on the back as he talked making Zayn groan and roll his eyes as he made his way over to the bodies.
I sat in the car that was still parked outside my club, My knuckles now fully banged. It took me forever to do it but I finally wrapped it neatly.
My phone was placed in my other hand as I read over the message from Niall.
From Niall:
Got Kasey talking about you, you didn't answer the phone so I sent you a voicemail. Think you'll be pleased.
I pressed my lips into a thin line as I brought the phone up to my ear ready to listen to what Kasey had to say about me.
"He's really bossy and can be kind of mean sometimes but he's really sweet overall. He's probably mad that I haven't been talking to him too much lately but it's only because I really like him and whenever I start to feel happy, he leaves for work and I'm stuck here alone. I don't like it when he leaves, I don't feel safe... I wish he would stay home all the time."
I swallowed the large lump in my throat as I ended the voicemail.
My poor Bambi is lonely and I couldn't even tell.
I hated leaving her all the time for work but I needed to catch those guys that hurt her and I finally did, I just hope she can forgive me.
Kasey's POV
"Shit Kasey! I told you to let me do it!" Niall yelled at me frustrated because I tried to help clean up the broken glass on the floor and ended up cutting my hand.
"I - I just wanted to help." My voice came out strained as I so desperately tried to hold back the tears.
"It was my mess and now your hurt. God Harry's going to kill me when he gets a sight of this."
I squeezed my eyes closed tightly and hissed as he ran my hand under the cold water.
"Is it bad?" I asked while I attempted to pull my hand away from Niall's but he used both his hands to hold my small one in place.
"It's pretty deep. Are you sure you're okay Kaseydilla? You know it's okay to cry if it hurts."
My eyes shot open at the sudden shock of hearing him give me a nickname.
"Kaseydilla?" I pondered and he laughed.
"I think it suits you." He tried to keep my attention on him as he rubbed something over my hand but I whimpered and tried to pull it away from him again.
"Don't! That hurts!" My tears couldn't stay in any longer as I gave in to the pain.
"I'm sorry!" He gushed as he looked at me with sympathetic eyes.
I held in my breathe as he pulled me over to one of the kitchen stools and lifted me onto it.
"Sorry sweetcheeks but this is going to sting." I didn't have a chance to reply as the pain intensified in my palm.
The door to the kitchen opened to reveal Harry, I looked down and noticed his hand was also bandaged just like Niall was doing to mine right now.
"What happened to your hand Harry?" I quietly asked him and almost forgot about my own injured hand.
"What happened to your hand Kasey?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed as looked at the sight of my crimson blood drops on the kitchen floor.
"I um cut my hand on a piece of glass."
Harry opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Niall.
"It was my fault mate. The glass was cold and it slipped out of my hand, I told Kasey to leave it but she was only trying to help me."
His eyes stayed locked on Niall for a minute before he softly nodded and walked over to us, Niall stepped back so Harry could stand in front of me. Surprisingly I wasn't scared, maybe it was because his eyes held a certain sadness to them when he noticed my tears.
"Are you okay?" He whispered and brought my hand up to place a kiss over the bandage.
"Y-yes."
"I won't let this happen to you ever again, I promise."
"Shouldn't you be thanking us? Word is that kid lost her memory so now she actually believes you're her boyfriend." As the words left his mouth another punch was given to his right eye, thanks to me.
I will hand it to these guys though, they are hiding their pain very well but what's more astonishing is that their still alive.
It's been about an hour since I got here and I haven't killed them yet.
That's got to be a personal best for me.
"You want me to be fucking thankful?! You hit her with a car! You could have killed her!" I lifted my leg and slammed the sole of my shoe into his chest making the chair go flying back. He landed with a loud thud as he attempted to glare at me through his injuries.
"I brought you two together. I'm a fucking cupid." His sarcastic remark just made me bitterly laugh and crouch down next to his beaten up frame.
"One way or another I would have made her mine eventually but you almost killed her. You will not be getting a thank you." I stood up again and turned to the other douche bag that was a lot worse for injuries but that's because I know for a fact that he's the second in charge of the east side gang.
Pretty stupid ass gang if they let two of their men, one being the second in charge, get taken by their competition.
"What the hell are you smiling about? The only reason I haven't put a bullet in your head already is because you won't tell me who your fucking leader is!" My voice boomed around the small room as I angrily snarled at the men, I do know their names but they can get fucked if they think I'm going to use them.
"It's funny that you don't know who he is yet he knows every little thing about you. Right down to the nickname you have for your girlfriend." My eyes instantly widened at this new information, to my knowledge no one knew about Kasey.
"You're fucking lying." I clicked my fingers signalling that Louis was to come and help me, he walked over with a cigarette between his lips.
He twisted the dudes hand around in the ropes so that his wrist was exposed, very quickly and without hesitation, Louis pulled the lit end of his smoke down to the guys wrist making him scream out in pain.
Finally they were cracking.
"Now I'm going to ask you two fucking douche bags one more time-" I paused to pull the second guys chair back up with my boot so he was looking at me again.
"Did you or did you not purposely go after my girl? I don't give two shits about the jewellery store you robbed."
"Like we fucking told you it was an accident! If you bring her here I will even apologize!" I scoffed and pulled my gun out of my jeans waist band.
"Tell me the fucking truth now!" I barked and watched their faces harden with fear.
"Okay! God chill out would ya, she's just a girl."
"She's MY girl!" I shouted un-necessarily loud and clicked the hammer of the gun so it was ready to fire.
"Y-you don't want to do this." His voice started to shake as he finally realized how serious I was.
"And why the fuck not?!"
"Because then he will just keep coming after your precious Bambi." He snarled at me and I lost it.
I did what I had to do.
I shot him.
Right in between the eyes.
"No one talks about Kasey like that and no one touches her without my permission." I lowly whispered to the other before I shot him in the knee cap.
His screams echoed as I walked closer to him.
"You pass that on to whoever needs to hear it. Understand me?" His head bobbed up and down as he tried to control his painful whimpers.
I drew my hand back and punched him one last time square in the face, his head flopped to the side as he lost conciousness.
I shook my hand slightly and stretched out my fingers. My knuckles had cracked and were bleeding but I didn't give a shit, these fuckers deserved it.
"You get out of here mate. We'll clean this up." Louis patted me on the back as he talked making Zayn groan and roll his eyes as he made his way over to the bodies.
I sat in the car that was still parked outside my club, My knuckles now fully banged. It took me forever to do it but I finally wrapped it neatly.
My phone was placed in my other hand as I read over the message from Niall.
From Niall:
Got Kasey talking about you, you didn't answer the phone so I sent you a voicemail. Think you'll be pleased.
I pressed my lips into a thin line as I brought the phone up to my ear ready to listen to what Kasey had to say about me.
"He's really bossy and can be kind of mean sometimes but he's really sweet overall. He's probably mad that I haven't been talking to him too much lately but it's only because I really like him and whenever I start to feel happy, he leaves for work and I'm stuck here alone. I don't like it when he leaves, I don't feel safe... I wish he would stay home all the time."
I swallowed the large lump in my throat as I ended the voicemail.
My poor Bambi is lonely and I couldn't even tell.
I hated leaving her all the time for work but I needed to catch those guys that hurt her and I finally did, I just hope she can forgive me.
Kasey's POV
"Shit Kasey! I told you to let me do it!" Niall yelled at me frustrated because I tried to help clean up the broken glass on the floor and ended up cutting my hand.
"I - I just wanted to help." My voice came out strained as I so desperately tried to hold back the tears.
"It was my mess and now your hurt. God Harry's going to kill me when he gets a sight of this."
I squeezed my eyes closed tightly and hissed as he ran my hand under the cold water.
"Is it bad?" I asked while I attempted to pull my hand away from Niall's but he used both his hands to hold my small one in place.
"It's pretty deep. Are you sure you're okay Kaseydilla? You know it's okay to cry if it hurts."
My eyes shot open at the sudden shock of hearing him give me a nickname.
"Kaseydilla?" I pondered and he laughed.
"I think it suits you." He tried to keep my attention on him as he rubbed something over my hand but I whimpered and tried to pull it away from him again.
"Don't! That hurts!" My tears couldn't stay in any longer as I gave in to the pain.
"I'm sorry!" He gushed as he looked at me with sympathetic eyes.
I held in my breathe as he pulled me over to one of the kitchen stools and lifted me onto it.
"Sorry sweetcheeks but this is going to sting." I didn't have a chance to reply as the pain intensified in my palm.
The door to the kitchen opened to reveal Harry, I looked down and noticed his hand was also bandaged just like Niall was doing to mine right now.
"What happened to your hand Harry?" I quietly asked him and almost forgot about my own injured hand.
"What happened to your hand Kasey?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed as looked at the sight of my crimson blood drops on the kitchen floor.
"I um cut my hand on a piece of glass."
Harry opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Niall.
"It was my fault mate. The glass was cold and it slipped out of my hand, I told Kasey to leave it but she was only trying to help me."
His eyes stayed locked on Niall for a minute before he softly nodded and walked over to us, Niall stepped back so Harry could stand in front of me. Surprisingly I wasn't scared, maybe it was because his eyes held a certain sadness to them when he noticed my tears.
"Are you okay?" He whispered and brought my hand up to place a kiss over the bandage.
"Y-yes."
"I won't let this happen to you ever again, I promise."
Notes
Hey hey!
Ahhh! cute moment at the end <3
Anywho hope you like it xx
oh come on!!!! i have to know what happens. i started this last night and loved it. oh good lord i cant handle it......
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