87

Harry Styles

"Attention Riverdell Students, we need everyone to evacuate their classes and make way to the gym for a code red lockdown. This is not a drill,"

I look up at the speaker from the security unit and curse.

"For fuck sakes Niall!" I shout through the earpiece before getting my jacket back on. No time for games anymore- I'm going full swing.

I bust open the door from the security office and see a bunch of men in uniforms running down the hall, stopping in their tracks when they see me. I didn't get a chance to change so they know right away that I am from Malignant.

I start shooting at each of them and they all fall like flies. I see Niall jogging down the hall, throwing off his glasses and holding the gun to his side, shooting at guard he runs into.

I don't care about being secretive anymore- we're in too deep now so we mind as well let people know who we are.

"Meet me at the cars with the guys. I'll be out in ten minutes!" I shout to Niall while people start coming out of their classes.

"Dude you won't get out of here alive by yourself- theirs so many guards littering this place. Lets all go and we will try to get her some other time!" He yells back with reason.

"No Niall I've come too far, We've already killed a bunch so they will just be more alert and armed next time. Go to the car!" I shout one last time before running down the hallway.

I'm not losing three of my best men because I need to capture this girl. Sorry, not going to happen.

I sprint down the hallway as classes start flooding out. I turn to room 314 in hope to just grab her in the chaos but find the room already empty.

I look around and see that not one soul stands in this classroom- fuck she's gone. Their's no way I'll be able to find her within the five hundred other students in the gym with who knows how many security members on guard- it's a suicide mission, and I'm not fucking dying for this chick.

I slump my shoulders slightly and sit on the desk- looking around at the barren classroom. I look at the chalkboard at the front and see the familiar works of Malignant written across it. Their learning about my gang?

I smirk lightly at the board and look back to the empty one on the other end of the classroom. I grab a piece of chalk and walk over to the empty blackboard and devilishly grin before writing on it.

Against my better judgement I draw the Malignant symbol on the board and write 'will rise' underneath it to display a message. I hope that whoever sees this will shit their pants.

I place the chalk back down while walking back to the front of the classroom, being nosy and looking through all the papers on the teachers desk. I need to wait for the hallways to clear out anyway- so I mind as well shuffle around and see if theirs anything else written about us.

I look through all the papers before I see the door handle jiggle, making me stop in my tracks and duck behind the desk.

The door opens wide and I hear light footsteps rush to the back of the room, I slowly look up over the desk and see none other then Amelia going to her desk at the back of the room.

No fucking way.

I immediately stand tall to my feet, wide eyed and heart racing for some reason. What are the odds she out of all people would come back in here during a code red.

Her back stays to me while I quietly walk towards her. She grabs her blue MP3 player off her desk in quickly before looking up and seeing the chalkboard I vandalized.

Only being a meter behind her, I watch her stare aimlessly at the board, probably in shock. She slowly steps back while still staring at the chalkboard- crashing right against my torso. I immediately wrap my hand around her mouth and neck the second she makes contact with me.

She gasps against my hand as I finally capture her after all this shit, feeling rewarded. She screams bloody murder into my palm and tries to squirm from my grip- trying with all her might to run but it was so use against me.

"You scream and you die." I mutter down into her ear as I keep her fragile body restrained. She instantly stops screaming but still tries to run from my grip. I tighten my hand against her mouth and my arm around her neck in a hold she cannot possibly get out of.

Her chest rises and falls immensely in fear and it just feeds my pleasure. I love it when their terrified.

I start walking forward and push her into the wall, releasing my hand from her mouth but push my body against hers so she can't move. I hold her wrist together behind her with my one hand, while shuffling in my pocket to grab the chloroformed soaked cloth.

"P-please let m-me go." Her sweet innocent little voice cries as I keep her pushed against the wall. I smirk and shake my head- if only she know how much work it went into capturing her.

I get the small white cloth firmly in my hand and listen to her subtle cries.

"Sorry darling I can't do that." I murmur before snaking the cloth around and pressing it to her nose and mouth. She immediately squirms like crazy- trying to fight everything she has left in her.

I flip her around to face me, pinning her wrists together against the wall above her head while keeping the cloth pressed to her nose and mouth. She looks at me with tear welted puffy eyes and scans my face. I stare right into her innocent brown forest orbs in concentration and anther tear slips out her eye and down my inked hand.

Don't fight it Amelia- you're only making it harder on yourself.

Eventually her eyes fall closed and her body looses into dead weight. I give it a few more seconds to really make sure she's out. I release her hands and they fall right down to her sides while I kept her held up just by the cloth to her mouth.

I quickly lean down and throw her over my shoulder, dropping the cloth on the ground. I hold her thighs against my chest while walking her dead weight out of the classroom. A smirk rises up my lips in success while I walk out and down the empty hallway.

"Styles are you good?" I hear Liam's voice through the earpiece at the perfect time.

"I'm fucking great." I answer back in success before jogging out to the security office, holding my gun in my hand for safety.

I bust open the security office and find more bodies dead on the ground from before- the guys must have ran into more of them on their way out.

I walk out the door of the building and jog down the gravel pavement towards the back of the school. I run out around the field and immediately reach the guys leaning against their cars behind the alleyway- back in their old black apparel.

They look at me and smile, shaking their heads as they see me carrying Amelia on my shoulder.

"You've got to be kidding me." Liam laughs as I humbly walk towards them with what I came for.

"You're a machine Styles." Niall chuckles as I smirk.

I get her to the car and carefully toss her into the passenger seat- sitting her unconscious body upright and grabbing the rope to tie her up.

"Okay so you have to pretend you don't know her at all, alright? For all she knows I'm the only one that was in on capturing her. So when you see her around with me- pretend you've never seen her before in your life and you have no clue how she got underground." I instruct while tightly tying up her hands and feet and placing on her seatbelt.

"Okay whatever you say. What entrance are you taking her too?" Niall asks while lighting a cigarette.

"The one just twenty minutes up on the concession. I don't want her in the car too long because she'll wake up and start talking to me." I answer while leaning over her and turning on the car. Once the car turns on I look at the clock on the dashboard and change it a couple hours ahead so when she does wake up, she'll think she's a lot farther then home.

"Styles why did you go through all this trouble to get this specific girl? I get she's hot and all but their were so many other hot ones in this place." Liam asks while I stay leaned over her and turning the dials on the clock

"It had to be her." I mumble while leaning back up off of her unconscious body and shutting the door.

"Why?" Louis scuffles.

"It's what Adrian wanted." I answer.