Chapter 22

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Harry's P.O.V.

I sit on the couch, waiting for Lucy to come back. Ever since my ankle broke, and walking hasn't been an option, Lucy has been my main source of Non-boredom. She has barely let me leave the house. She says I'll get hurt.

All of the sudden my phone vibrates and I unlock the screen to see a text.

From an anonymous source.

Anonymous: Meet me in the ally down the road if you want your little...friends alive.

I panic at the thought of Louis in a casket...or worse; Lucy. I text back, struggling to gather myself before she comes back. She'll ask questions for sure. And I just can't lie to her.

Harry: On my way.

I grab my crutches and walk as quickly as I can out of the flat. I make my way to the ally, but no one is there.

"Hello?" I call out, darting my head from side to side, trying to make sense of the sense-less situation.

"About time, cripple." A figure taunts from the shadows. I'm not a cripple. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Jake."

Zayn's P.O.V.

I watch quietly, and painfully, as Jake approaches my best friend, Harry. If I would have known it was Harry, I would have never said yes. I just can't imagine Harry being hurt, or worse. Oh wait, I can imagine. Harry is hurt. And it's because of Jake.

Jake..

Wait, Jake! It's been Jake this whole time! That's why I haven't been hurt yet... My own friend.. He's been hurting my brothers! No. No one messes with my mates, but I can't strike now.. Not yet. I have to wait. Until he's alone.

Lucy's P.O.V.

I panic. Where's Harry?! I look in every single room, but finally my eyes rest on the coffee table. His phone. I rush to it and unlock it to see a conversation only consisting of two texts.

Anonymous: Meet me in the ally down the road if you want to see your little...friends alive.

Harry: On my way.

No. No no no!! I show the number to Annie and she identifies it as that jerk that started all of this.

Annie, Juju and I run down to the ally Jake was talking about and sure enough Harry is tied to a chair and being constantly being punched and kicked and more by that demon. Jake.

My heart aches and hatred floods my veins. No one touches my Harry like that. No one.

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Sorry for not uploading, I've just been so busy. I will upload more tomorrow, it's already written on paper I just need to transfer it onto my computer and then on here. :) 

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