Stolen -Harry Styles-

WARNING THIS CHAPTER IS A BIT GRAPHIC.

When I woke up I was in Harry's bed, my head hurt and I was dizzy. I tried to sit up but a large hand pushed me back down. I looked up and saw Harry. I couldn't help but jump and put my arms around his tall frame. I cried into his chest as he just held me there tightly while rocking me back and forth while leaving light kisses everywhere he could find skin. He would occasionally whisper sweet nothings into my ear while holding me close. Eventually he pulled me back to place a heavy kiss on my lips. And then looked me in the eyes.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked as his long fingers brushed against my lips.

"I am now that I'm with you." I said

"I'll protect you, even from crazy ex-boyfriends." Harry said

Then it hit me. How does Harry know that Eric is my ex? I never mentioned it and I sure as hell know that Harry didn't give Eric a chance to talk before the unknown damage that Harry might have inflicted on Eric.

"Harry?" I asked

"Yeah babe?"

"How do you know that Eric is my ex." I asked

Harry looked uncomfortable and uneasy while he processed my unanswered question.

"I may have kidnapped him." Harry said quietly

"Harry!" I yelled

"What?!" Harry yelled back

"Why would you do that! Your going to get arrested! What if someone saw?And why the hell would you kidnap him? He didn't do anything to you!" I yelled at him

"No one saw and I kidnapped him because he hurt you and when someone hurts you it hurts me so there fore it he did do something to me, and the lads and I decided to show him what real pain is." Harry said with a smug expression, obviously visualizing the pain he has or will inflict on Eric. I pushed Harry off me and jumped off the bed. I went into the bathroom to get away from the stressful situation that was blooming between Harry and I .

"Jess?" I heard Harry ask through the door

"What?" I asked rather harshly

"I'm going to be right back. I need to sort some things out." Harry said. Knowing him it was probably some drug things.

"Bye." I said bluntly

When it occurred to me that Harry probably was really down in the basement hurting Eric with the rest of the guys I jumped up and pushed open the door from Harry's room and ran downstairs and then ran down to the basement where the guys were probably keeping Eric. I stopped when I heard Louis's voice.

"And this is for how many times you hit Jess." Louis yelled and pushed a knife into Eric's leg while Eric screamed through the gag in his mouth.

"And this for how many times you insulted her." Niall spoke harshly. It was a little scary to hear him like this sense he seemed so innocent and cute. Niall drew his hand up with the knife Louis had passed to him and drew a long cut down his arm as Eric shuffled and and screamed with agony but it was muffled from the gag.

"And for how many times you used her for your own pleasure." Liam hissed and took the knife from Niall and he pushed the tip slowly into Eric's knuckles.

"And for all the times you made her feel worthless." Zayn said taking the knife to Eric's ear.

I watched Harry walk up to Eric from where he was standing on the side Harry spit on Eric's face.

"Your a disgusting person, a coward and waste of space. But don't worry I can fix that." Harry said. Harry reached around behind him an pulled out something from the back of his pants. It's only when I heard the gunshot and saw Eric's body jump from the impact I knew Harry shot him. I just watched Harry kill someone. I couldn't help the scream that erupted from the lips. Harry and the other boys turned around hastily.

"Get her out of here!" Harry screamed to anyone who would do as he told.

Louis and Zayn ran up to me and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up the stairs, but they then decided it would be easier to carry me. My body was weak as tears poured from my face as I thought about the murder I just witnessed. Zayn brought me into Harry's room and set me on the bed.

"No, no! I want to go into the boring room." I told Zayn desperately

"Okay, love." Zayn said hesitantly

Zayn carried me to the boring room as more tears poured from eyes uncontrollably.

"Shh.. It's okay love." Zayn said to comfort me.

"Why did he do that?" I whimpered

"Harry, has a hard time controlling his anger sometimes." Zayn explained softly

"But he killed him!" I wailed while the tears exploded from my eyes.

"Shh... Baby it's okay." Zayn said

"No it's not! Eric had a son! He was a father. His son adored him! That baby has to grow up without a dad now." I yelled

"Maybe it's for the better. I mean look at it this way. His son watched his dad hit and beat his mom."

"I can't believe you said that." I whispered, hardly able to form words.

"Babe, it will be okay."

"Wait!?! How did you know about his wife and kids and how he treated them?" I asked accusingly

"Love, we have people who do background checks and spy on people for us so we can get information." Zayn explained

"Is that how you know about me?" I asked

"Yeah." Zayn said cautiously

"So there are more people in your.... " I started then stopped looking for the right word

"Gang?" Zayn suggested with a smile and light laugh, obviously amused with my lack of knowledge of his kind of lifestyle

"Yeah."

"There are lots more people in our gang." zayn said

"How many?" I asked couriously. Wanting to ask more questions so I would distract myself from the situation and had just witnessed

"20." Zayn said he looked a little nervous about giving me more information. Probably he wasn't used to talking to people about it outside his gang.

When the door flew open I jumped into Zayn's arms even more.