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10| "You're just hurt."

  10.

~ L o u i s ~

"And now we're all alone beautiful." I said, turning to the young lady who was standing in the corner of the room with a frightened expression on her face. 

Her long black hair was falling in front of her face and she was looking at the floor, avoiding me. Not that I blame her; I would avoid myself too.

"You don't talk much do you?" I asked her sarcastically and as I expected, she didn't reply. 

I made my way to the bed and sat on it, making myself comfortable. She was observing my moves and when I would look at her, she would turn her head away.

"So what's your name?" I asked her.

"A-Amelia." she half whispered and I nodded my head, looking at her.

"That's a beautiful name. I would tell you my name too but I'm sure you already know it." I said and put my hands behind my head, looking at the ceiling as Amelia was still standing there, unsure of what to do. 

So Harry kidnapped her? I didn't know he could do that. I thought that after what happened with Isabel, he became soft. But on the other hand, he wasn't treating the girl badly. It looked like he cares about her because if he didn't, she would be dead by now. He'd also been hiding her from us. 

Has Harry developed an interest in her? No... No. I couldn't let that happen. He ruined my happiness once and I wouldn't let him be happy. I would take revenge and the first step of my plan was to make Amelia hate Harry more than she probably did. A smile made its way up to my face as I thought about ways to take revenge and I turned my gaze to Amelia, wetting my lips.

"Come and sit here." I said, making some space for her to come and sit. 

She looked at the spot on the bed and hesitated a bit before making her way slowly near it and sitting on the edge in front of me. She didn't look at me. Instead, she looked at her hands and started playing with her thumbs.

"I don't bite you know. I'm not like Harry." I said and she looked me in the eyes with her big blue ones. 

It was time to start my glorious plan.

   ~ A m e l i a ~

I looked at him, feeling slightly confused. I didn't understand where he was going with all this. He was being calm and completely different from before with Harry. It looked like he was another person.

"So he kidnapped you?" he asked. 

I nodded my head while placing a strand of hair that had fallen in my face behind my ear.

"I feel bad for you." he said, making me look up at him. 

Believe me, I feel bad for myself too.

"Can you help me get out of here." I finally built up the courage to ask him. If he wasn't like Harry and felt bad for me he would help me escape. 

He observed me with his blue eyes and then shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't do that, beautiful." he said coolly. What was I going to do now?

"Then why did you stay here?" I asked him, feeling again scared. 

If he didn't want to help me, then what intentions did he have?

"Well, actually, I only wanted to piss Harry off." he said, looking at the ceiling. 

But didn't they work together?... That's what I heard anyways. Why would Louis want to make Harry angry?