Harry Styles Imagines

Kidnapped

You decided to go out with some friends while Harry was recording in the studio. What you thought was going to be an stressful morning full of paparazzi, turned out to be the opposite. You didn't see any fans or paparazzi, not even once, through all the day. At 11 p.m. you decided to go home. You guessed Harry was still at the studio since he hadn't called you yet, so you just texted him telling that you were heading home. It was really dark but you still could see a car right behind you. You decided to take another route just in case they discover where you and your boyfriend live. You knew that wouldn't make Harry happy. You were starting to get scared when the car was still following you. You turned a couple of times and you ended up in the same street as at the begging, trying to confirm if they were really following you or not. Your nightmare became real as you notice that it was still there. So you decided to call Harry.

-Hi kitten, can we talk later? I'm recording right now.

-Harry, please don't hung up. I'm scared.

-Why? What's going on? -He asked concerned.

-I think somene is following me.

-Are you sure? Maybe they are paparazzi, you know how they are sometimes.

-I know, but I'm still scared.

-It's ok, breath. I'm gonna check your location and go pick you up, ok?

-Ok, but hurry u -I couldn't finish because I felt someone grabbing me.

-Y/N??! -Said Harry.

-Aaaaah! -I yelled hoping him to hear me. Soon all turned black.

HARRY'S POV
I have to find her. I have to save her. I didn't realize I was crying until Louis spoke.

-Hazza, are you ok? -now all the boys' eyes were on me

-Y/N has just been kidnapped... And I couldn't do anything about it... I couldn't save her -I start sobbing harder.

-We'll find her. She will be alright -Niall hugged me. I push him off.

-No! SHE IS OUT THERE. WHO NOWS WHERE. WHO KNOWS WITH WHO. I CAN'T SIT AND WAIT. I CAN'T. THEY'LL HURT HER. I HAVE TO FIND HER -I start yelling.

-Lets call the police ok? -Liam said keeping some distance.

YOUR POV
I woke up cold and with a huge headache. Trying to sit up, I realized that my wrists were tied up. I looked around, trying to find a way out. I was in a cold dark basement, with no signals of other humans. There was a huge metal door in the wall infront of me, but there was no chance I could reach it being tied up. I started to become agitated as anxiety filled my body. Just then, a man entered.

-Hi there, beautiful.

-What do you want? -I press my back into the wall, trying to get as far as possible from him.

-From you? -he laughed -You are not that important, babe.

-What do you mean?

-The target is Styles -you grew afraid at the mention of your boyfriend.

-Don't hurt him, please.

-We won't. We just want money. Let's call him.

HARRY'S POV
I was at my house more depressed than ever. The boys were with me, trying to cheer my up. There were some police officers too, as they took my statement. Suddenly, I got a call. It was an unknown number.

-Pick it up -a officer told me.

-Hello?

-Hi Styles -a man spoke.

-Who is this?

-Haz? -Y/N said. It seemed like she was about to cry.

-Kitten? Where are you? What did he do to you?

The police officer started working immediately, trying to find a location.

-Enough! -the man said again.

-Leave her alone!

-I want money Harry. 1 billion for the girl. That's my deal -that was a lot of money.

-I... That's a lot...

-Do you want her back or not?!

-Ok, ok. Fine.

-I'll send you a location. Do you wanna say bye to Harry, sweetheart? -I hear a little scream -Tell him. Tell him that we are gonna have fun while we wait.

-No, no, no, please -I could hear her begging.

-Please don't hurt her -before I could finish the sentence, he hung up.

-We have a location! -one of them said but I couldn't move. He was going to hurt her. My girl...

-Harry? Let's go! -the boys said and we entered the car.

-What's wrong? We are going to get her -Zayn said.

-He is going to hurt her. He told me he will -all the boys' faces dropped.

YOUR POV
I know what was going to happen, and Harry did too. We were not fools. I begin to fight against him as he tries to kiss me. I fight with all my strenght but being tied up doesn't make it any easy. Him, in contrast, had plenty control of the situation. We both new how this was going to end. After a few hits I decided that it wasn't worth it the fighting, it was useless. The damage was going to be done, and noone could no anything about it.

After what seemed like an hour, he got rid of his and mines clothes, and was ready to start. I closed my eyes knowing that this was gonna be the worst day of my life, but nothing happened at all. Instead, I heard a loud noise and a man screaming my name. A very distinguishable voice. Harry's voice.

-Kitten! -he untied my wrists and helped me up. He took of his shirt and used it to cover my body.

-Babe... -I start crying into his shoulder, not able to contain all the fear anymore. He wrapped his arms around my shaky body.

-Did he...? -he couldn't say the word. I shook my head no -Thank God.

Harry carried me outside, where the boys were waiting. There was an ambulance but I refused to get away from my boyfriend's arms. So, he had to carry me all the time. The boys came and tried to talk to me for a while, some giving me a kiss on my forhead. After a few hours, we got back home.