Nialls POV

Jasper stood up with an evil smirk plastered onto his lips, not breaking eye contact with Harry as wiping the little trail of blood off of his lip with the back of his hand. He looked at the blood smear on the back of his hand and turned to glare at Liam, piercing him with cold eyes. "You'll fucking pay for that," He spat, "All of you."

His attention was peeled to Lily, who was lying on the cold hard ground (really not the time for a Taylor Swift moment, is it?...)

He picked her up like she was nothing, in a position where the inside of his arm was pressing her neck into his chest. 

He could easily break her neck like that. "Oh look Harold, your angel's breathing again." He whispered with a sick smile, brushing his lips against Lily's cheek as her chest started to fall and rise again, eyes still gently shut.

Liam got to his feet and prepared himself for a swing when Jasper pulled out a sheath, which contained a knife that was neatly being protected, from his pocket.

Jasper twirled the wrapped up knife with his fingers, swiftly showing off the skills he had with it. "You really want to do that, Liam?" Hos voice was scratchy, "One move and I'll slice her throat right open, that goes for any of you. Mov and she gets it."

Liam lowered his arms, cautiously, showing that he wouldn't be making any attacks and that he would listen to the commands of Jasper.

"Good, I cannot believe I didn't just murder you all when I had the fucking chance, it would have been so easy." He turned his head to Harry, "And I could have Lily all to myself, if you know what I mean."

Harry got up in anger, ready to jump the Aussie. Jasper flicked off the sheath so it slid onto the floor in the pool of the soft, thin leather material, revealing a sharp, clean knife.

He slowly ran the face of the knife along Lily's neck, "Stay back, Harold. I'm not afraid. You love her right? I can see it in your eyes. It wasn't like the last girl, you give her different looks. Like she is pumping your heart for you. I can see the pain in your eyes, you're so broken, lost without her. Do you really want me to play this card? All I have to do is flip the knife."

Harry looked at the ground, the anger drained from him, replaced with sorrow.

I looked at my hands, why couldn't I be stronger? But we couldn't even try, because Lily means so much to Harry, and losing the first love of his life was damaging enough, the lads and I couldn;t bare watching it happen again.

Harry had so many thoughts running through his mind, it was as if Jasper had kicked down all his walls, broke his shell, took everything he had and left him with nothing. He was broken, lost, and sad.

I looked away, not being able to stand it any longer. Zayn whispered in my ear, "It'll be okay Niall, remember, you called the police? Dialled and hung up right?"

I nodded, Zayn giving me a rewarding smile in return.

A rush of hope flooded my veins, because for once I wasn't the little penguin that hid away when tings turned sour.

I did something, and it was helping. It would save us.

Right?

But the police would take who knows how long, we were far from the city. And what if they didn't have an ambulence? Then what? What if Jasper did something and they didn't come prepared because I was too choked to tell them the details?

Well darn it Niall, you've ruined things again, haven't you.

Harry's POV

I stared into space, my mind had gone blank at his words.

I am lost without her. I'm nothing, I have no reason, no purpose in life. She helped me through everything and now I have to help her.

I looked up at Jasper who had the same smirk on his face. "Now Harry, I'll let this little beauty go off if you can provide a little for me."

"What?" I croaked, my throat dry. I didn't want to hear whatever he was going to say to me, because I knew it would be bad.

"Promise that you'll be waiting for her at the gates of heaven in a couple of minutes." He spoke quickly, eyes gleaming with darkness.

"What-" Before I could finish he slit her throat and dropped her onto the floor and made a ran for it.

I screamed loudly, running to her and trying to stop the blood with my fingers. "Lily!" I panicked.

"Grab him!" Liam shouted to Zayn and Louis before rushing over to me and Lily.

Louis lingered for a moment, fear washed over his face as tears began fogging his eyes at the sight of Lily.

"Lou, go!" Liam pressured. "You have to make sure Zayn is safe."

Louis quickly shook out, mouthing "For Lily." and rushed out of the to follow his bandmate down the hall.

My hands were hot and bloody, my body getting clammy with panic. Lily's eyes remained closed, which Liam reassured me was better.

"Its better if she isn't awake, it means less panicing and less blood being pumped out of her body, okay?" He told me.

I was being kicked in and out of reality, but when I was kicked back in, I finally felt the tears run down my cheeks as I murmured a strained "Okay."

Liam tried his best to get the bleeding to stop, and it slowed down but hadn't totally stopped, which scared me.

He worked in silence until I broke it with a jumble of shaky words. "Li-Liam. Is she going-g, going to die?" I forced out like a four year old.

"Harry, I don't think he cut her jugular vein, she has a chance of being okay, though, sorry to break it to you, I-er, I can't guarantee anything. It seems like its stop bleeding a load, but it may start back up again."

I felt my heart drop as I watched Liam look for a t shirt. "Is it okay if I use this?" He asked holding up one of my shirts that was left lying about on my floor. 

I gave him a blank little nod, my eyes wide as Liam knelt down and wiped the remaining blood that was around her face and neck, "You know, the ambulance will be here soon, hopefully, and they'll get her taken care of." He spoke softly, trying to comfort me.

I wiped my eyes again, croaking an unsure "Okay." as Liam gave a weak smile and continued cleaning Lily up.

"Niall," Liam spoke up again after working in silence.

Niall piped up from the bed, his eyes widen to an even larger than usual ocean of blue, his body slightly shaking still.

"Yes Liam?" He asked.

"Can you go out and make sure the police know where they're going, lead them in and tell them everything, okay? It'll save time." Liam answered.

Niall ran out of the room, almost tripping over from how fast he was going, since he was running in a new speed coming from the fear and adrenaline.

Zayn and Louis came rushing in, Jasper tied up with duct tape, and dangling from their hands like a baby being held by an idiotic father, as they threw him down into the corner of the room.

 Louis slung his arm around my shoulders, "She'll be alright, Haz." He promised with his true blue eyes.

I sighed in a strained breath, "I hope so. I need her."