One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

He Saves You 2 //Harry//

"Saved me?! Saved me?! You're working with the guy!" You screech, pounding your little fists on his chest. Harry clenched his teeth, grabbing hold of both of your wrists.
"Stop it." He growls.
You shook your head.
"You're a sick, sick, delusional monster." You spat at him.
"Don't say that!" Harry smacks you. You fall to the ground, your ankle hitting the side of the coffee table. You let out a cry, reaching for your ankle. "You see what you made me do?" Harry kneels down in front of you and looks at your ankle. It was starting to bleed again. You stared at Harry in fear. A bead of sweat dribbled down the side of his eyebrow. He wipped it away and looked at you. He stood up and held his hand out to you.
"Take my hand, Y/n," he tells you warningly. You bit your lips and grab hold of his hand. He lifted you up and walked down the hall. You looked down at the blood trail of one of your friends.
"Why are you guys doing this to us?" You sob. Harry ignores you and pushes open the door to a bedroom. He walks inside and places you on the bed.
"You're safe in here." He grabs your hand and chains it to the bed post.
"No! Please no!" You shout trying to break free from the restraints.
Harry ran a hand through his hair. He pulled it back from his face and tied it into a ponytail.
"You're just going to waist your energy by yelling. No can hear you and no one will come here to find you." He says smugly.
"Yes they will-"
The sound of heart clenching scream filled the air. Harry smiles, chewing on his bottom lip.
"Oh he's starting!" He says excitedly and runs out the room. You try to pull your hand out of the chains, but it was a fail attempt. You were trapped, there was no way you were breaking free.
Suddenly the TV in the room turned on.
"What in the world..." You watched what was going on. You saw Harry walk into the view. Then the angle shifted to the basement? Chained up to the wall was one of your male friends. You screamed when you saw him. What were they doing? Harry stood to the side watching as the unknown guy picked up a chainsaw.
"No!" You yelled at the screen. Harry turned to the screen and placed a finger on his lips. Was that meant for you?
"No! No! No!" You watched in horror as the guy walked to your friend bringing the chainsaw to his leg.
"Stop!!!!" You screamed at the top of your lungs, but it was already being done. You turned away from the screen, covering your ears to block out the sounds of what was going on.
"Oh sweetie, they mean no harm." You looked up to see some lady dressed in white walk into your room.
"Who are you?" You whispered.
"I'm Harry's mom."

(This is where I'm ending this. There will be no other parts. I've decided to turn this into an actual story, so I can't really write too much in this preference. The story will be a mix of this and my Mental Harry imagine. Keep a look out for the story.)