Kidnapped 15+

Everything is about escaping-6

"Oh cut the crap Emily, something happened I know it."  

How was I going to clean this mess up?? 

"Emily..? What about the kiss with me? Was it a serious kiss, or just a kiss, I'm confused, you seemed so...into it." He whispered the last sentence and looked at me. 

I immediately answered his last question, trying to get him to forget the question about me and Niall. 

"I....." I really didn't know what to say, "It's kinda ...nothing." I cut myself off and looked down. I tried to think of something but my brain froze. I couldn't come up with anything. 

"What do you mean?" He putted his hand under my chin and lifted my head up and looked me in my eyes. "Was it nothing?" His eyes went from jealousy to being hurt. He came closer to me, and pushed his soft lips against mine. His tongue gained entrance and our tongues played with each other. His touch gave me goosebumps. Something about him, that  I couldn't explain, made me want him, but also hate him. Was that even possible? He roughly pulled himself away and stopped the kiss; 

"Was that nothing for you?" He asked with a bit anger, but also uncertainty in his voice. I was chocked by his actions. I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I just nodded unwillingly. He sighed, nothing else, he just sighed. 

"Okay then." he said with a husky voice and walked away, with his hands in his pockets. He left me sitting in the kitchen with a fucked mind.  

I couldn't believe what I said and did. It was like I didn't have control over myself. He seemed hurt and he wasn't supposed to feel like that. I was supposed to make him think I was in  love with him, not that I hated him or that I didn't like him. I was supposed to seduce him so I could escape. Butterflies were going nuts in my stomach and I realized that it was by the thought of Harry. Everything was so complicated.  

Suddenly it hit me.

I was alone in the kitchen, and the other boys, were in the dining room - thinking that I was in the kitchen talking with Harry - and Harry was gone. I was alone! I could escape. I tiptoed as I walked by  the dining room. Even through the door was closed, they maybe could hear me, so I tried to be as quiet as possible. As soon as I reached the hall, I started running. I couldn't believe it, I grabbed the doorknob and flicked it open. Wow, some pretty bad kidnappers left their door open. Idiots. I smiled by the thought of being free again. I looked outside to check if someone was outside. No one. Finally. I could escape.

HARRYS POV. 

I couldn't believe it. She didn't like me? I thought the kiss in the bedroom was a sign from her that she could  like me? My head hurt. I felt dizzy and blurry. I couldn't think clear. I could still feel her lips on mine, and the warmth from her. I could feel her soft hair in my hands, and I could feel her playing with mine. I could see us laying in the bedroom together. Kissing each other passionately like before. My eyes got wet and filled with tears. 

Why Harry,, why? 

Why always the girls that are unreachable? Like Emily. She hated me, and I immediately fell in love with her. Just because my heart and brain loves to fuck my life up. Perfect. Just absolutely perfect. Thank you for that brain and heart!  

As I thought of Emily, I heard something.  

*click*  

The door. I opened my door to my room, and saw that Emily was looking outside. I tiptoed up behind her; 

"Where do you think you're going?" I asked her and crossed my arms. She clearly didn't expect me to stand by her, and looked at me chocked. As soon as I looked in her eyes could I feel her warmth again.