Chapter 18

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Alexis' POV

They weren't kidding.

I've been sitting here for hours chained to the freaking wall.

And Paul told me that Harry was feeling nice so he gave me a wristwatch.

It's 2:30 A.M.

How nice. I can just watch my life tick by on the clock.

Lottie has been crying for half an hour and I can't do anything about it. She must be hungry but I can't do anything because that stupid son of a-

My rant is cut off by the sound of the door opening loudly. Charlotte just cries harder.

I turn to look at whoever opened the door and I'm met with somebody I did not expect to see.

Harry.

He looks exhausted. He has dark circles under his eyes and his hair is unruly.

I expect him to yell at me for letting Lottie cry and wake him up but he surprises me.

He picks her up.

"Shh it's okay," he coos.

What?

"It's okay love," he continues.

Lottie keeps crying and a confused look comes to his face.

"I think she's hungry," I blurt out and his head turns sharply to look at me, like he forgot I was there. Shit.

He looks down at Lottie and then back to me and runs a nervous hand through his hair.

"Zayn b-bought some baby formula earlier," he stutters, "Would you mind if I took her upstairs and fed her?"

I shift uncomfortably and look from him to Lottie.

Lottie is still crying and Harry looks distraught.

When I don't answer him he starts rambling stuff to himself, "I'm such an idiot. She doesn't trust you, you jerk. And it's all because you decided to lock her in the fucking basement," his voice is starting to raise but then he quiets down, "I am Harry Styles, I'm from Cheshire, and I'm in One Direction. I'm 21 years old. I-"

He continues to ramble to himself as he sets Lottie down and leaves the room. He is absolutely mental.

I hear multiple clicks of the locks from the basement door and I can still hear him talking.

Lottie continues to cry.

Author's Note

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