Captured

F O U R T E E N

Harry got out of the car and walked inside the house, leaving Liam, Niall and I in the car. I looked at Liam and he shrugged. We got out of the car, Niall helped me into the house. Liam went back to Zayns. We could hear Harry walking around upstairs, we walked into the living room and Niall layed me down on the couch. He gave me a small smile before going into the kitchen. He soon came back with a glass of water and a sandwich.

I sat up and devoured the small meal. Niall just stared at me, I felt myself blush a little.

"What about the drugs?" I asked, trying to get him to stop staring.

"I don't really know about that stuff, I think Harry's going to have Louis come over." He shrugged.

"Why did he come?" I asked, laying back down.

Niall didn't answer just looked away. "Niall."

"He was going crazy everyday that we couldn't find you. He wouldn't sleep, he'd be either looking for you or was at the club with us, trying to find you. He really cares about you. He may not say it or act like it but he does."

I smiled a little and curled up into a ball. I was getting really cold and I think Niall knew that because he walked upstairs and came back with a blanket. He gently layed it on me and kissed my forehead.

"Don't worry, you'll be ok love." He said with a smile. I smiled back and he left. I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about what Niall said. Does he really care about me. Before I left the house the other day Zayn said he's going to get rid of me. But yet, he came for me, he rescued me. How could I've been so rude? I called him a bastard, I said I didn't need him, but I do. I need Harry.

He captured my heart.

Harry walked into the living room and looked down at me. He was silent has he examined my face.

"Come on lets get you cleaned up." He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He took me upstairs to the bathroom. He let me go and I stood in front of the mirror. My face was pale, cheeks sunken in, lips chapped, and my eyes red. I gasped at my appearance and Harry hugged me from behind.

"It's okay. No ones ever going to hurt you again." He rested his head on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and looked down. Harry stopped hugging me when I turned around. I stared into his emerald green eyes. Niall was right, he hasn't been sleeping, he had bags under his eyes.

I felt my eyes begin to water.

"Come here." Harry said and I instantly wrapped my arms around him and I rested my head on his chest. Harry has never been this nice to me. Usually he's yelling or in a bad mood. Maybe he's changing, maybe... No not that, not ever.

After a while I said, "Can you wash me?"

"Yeah of course love."

Soon after, the tub was filled.

"Um, c-can you-"

"Yeah." He interrupted.

Harry gently lifted my shirt up and off of me. He unhooked my bra which I took off the rest of the way as he bent down and unbuttoned my pants and slid them off along with my panties.

I carefully stepped into the tub and sat down. The warm water felt good against my skin. Harry got a washcloth and began washing me. Any other time, I wouldn't have let Harry bathe me or even see me naked unless I wanted him to and I was ok with it. But now, I don't care.

He stopped at my back and stared at me. My hazel eyes met his green ones. He cleared his throat and continued washing me.

I thought he was going to say something that would make me feel better about this whole ordeal. But who am I kidding, it's Harry Styles, he's the toughest person in all of London. Why would he do or say anything to make me even the slightest bit happy?

***

I was now able to stand without falling over. I walked into the living room where Harry was at. He was looking out the window, he changed into gray sweatpants, no socks, no shirt. The sweatpants were low on his hips enough to show his black Calvin Klein boxers.

I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him. His body was really warm, I rested my head in his back. I breathed in his scent, he smells really good but I don't know what it smells like. I always felt small standing next to Harry, I'm only 5'8.

"He's never going to fucking touch you again. You'll be going nowhere near him unless I'm with you. That mother fucker." Harry growled, has he spun around to face me.

"It's fine Harry, I'm fine."

"No you're not, look at you! He hurt you." When he said that his eyes went wide. "Did he rape you?"

I shook my head. Thank god he didn't. "No he didn't, only drugged me."

"Only?! He starved, beat, and drugged you."

"Is Louis coming?" I asked.

"What? Why would he come?"

"The drugs that are in me."

***

"There ya go love." Louis said has he packed up his bag.

"Thanks Louis." I smiled.

"No problem. The drug won't be out for another 2-4 days so make sure you drink a lot of water." He informed.

I nodded and smiled. He leaned down and kissed my forehead, Niall instantly filled my mind, but I quickly removed the thought.

Harry and Louis said their goodbyes, and he left. Harry walked over and joined me in bed. He pressed his chest into me and flung his leg over me. He wasn't heavy, I actually enjoy being this close to Harry, he's not stressed or mad. He's just normal. Harry kissed my cheek. I blushed and scrunched my nose playfully.

Harry moved his leg off of me and layed on his back. "I have to leave tomorrow."

"What? Why?" I asked, sitting up.

"Jordan, I need to keep them back away from London." He stated.

I sighed. "When are you going to get back?"

"I don't know. I'm hoping tomorrow but who knows." He shrugged.

I stood up and Harry grabbed my wrist. "Where the fuck are you going?"

"To the bathroom." I said trying to get out of grasp but he tightened it.

"Let me go!" I yelled. There's the Harry I know.

"You aren't going anywhere!"

"You don't control me!"

"I control everyone! You aren't going to change that or me!"

I stopped trying to get away, he's not changing. What I thought was wrong. Completely wrong! Why the fuck would I think something like that? It's like a fairytale, it's not realt and it's not coming true. Harry pulled me back onto the bed and got on top of me, holding my hands above my head. I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were coated in anger and lust. I just got home and he's going to do this now?

"H-Harry stop." I grunted, wiggling beneath him trying to get away.

He didn't listen because he crashed his lips onto mine. The crazy thing is... I kissed back! He kissed me with such anger that turned me on. I pulled away, out of breath has Harry kissed down my jawline and to my neck. He quickly found my sweet spot when I moaned loudly. He sucked and kissed that spot for awhile. Harry then, moved down my body, tracing his hands over my curves, until he reached my hip.