Harry Styles' POV"What do I do, what do I do, for God's sake WHAT DO I DO?" I yelled, frustrated and angry.
It had been a week since I was trapped here.
Yes, a full week.
And for some reason, Taylor hasn't done anything.
Like kill me or something.
We exchanged a few words, and all that was about was breakfast and stuff.
I was fine now, no injuries, and the scar on my arm was fading.
Every day I would get slightly intrigued by her, the way she fidgeted and couldn't sit still, the way her eyes shone and watching her do her magic work with helping me heal.
However neither of us apologised for when we both snapped at each other days ago, we didn't talk about it.
She came in and left the room as quick as possible, and day by day she had also become more agitated, dark circles under her eyes and she didn't even brush her hair.
I slammed my hands on the desk, ignoring the pain shooting up my arms.
I had a really bad feeling I'd be stuck here for a long time.
Then that leave me to my last resort; I'm going to annoy her so much she'll give up on keeping me here.
I grinned.
This could actually work!
So, I went back up, and banged on the door, making a really loud noise.
I continued, on and on, stopping only for seconds as my arms got tired.
I heard footsteps running towards me.
"Is everything ok?" Taylor asked, and I could sense the panic in her voice.
"No, I'm trying to annoy you,"
"Fucking hell," she muttered, loud enough for me to hear.
I banged on the door again a while later, bored as hell.
"Styles, when I use the toilet, I like peace and quiet!" a distant voice shouted.
That stopped me.
How was I meant to reply to that?
So I didn't, carrying on banging and making even more noise.
I heard her say something inaudible but I left it, and I was at it for about 15 minutes before I realised she must have left.
My plan isn't working.
So I might as well give up.
Or try harder..?
Feeling hopeful, I waited for her to come down, and that's when I'd annoy her even more.
uploading another chapter right now, taylor's pov, this was pretty short, and, if anyone is confused, this has been fast forwarded to a week, so harry has been here for a while now.
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