Harry's POV
I slammed the door in Liam's unknowing face. Well unknowing my ass. I grabbed Angela's small hand and ignored the continuous ringing of the doorbell.
"Harry, what if he's fine now. I just hung out with him a few hours ago." She whispered into my chest. I felt my face darken at the thought of it. Angela must have noticed my stiffened posture because she pulled away and turned my face towards her.
"Harold. Now is NOT the time for this!" She sighed exasporatedly. I felt my anger rise again. All the ringing and knocking from the door was getting to me and seeing Angela's pleading face....it's just....damn.
I lightly pulled Angela upstairs towards the bedroom.
"Angie baby I want you to stay up here until it's safe. I don't know what he wants but he sure as hell is not getting you." I said sternly, looking right into her fearful eyes. She just nodded and pecked my lips. I walked down the stairs with a sense of purpose. The knocking stopped. Seems like the son of a bitch gets I'll get to him when I get to him! I opened the door and opened my mouth to speak
He wasnt there.
Where the fuck did that dude go?
What kind of motherfu-
my thoughts were interrupted by a scream that I had heard too many times since I had met Angela. I ran upstairs and damn I had never ran so fast. I went up to the room only to see an opened window and a draft coming in through the room, ruffling the elegant curtains draped across the window frames; And there was no Angela. Damnit. I sat on the springy bed and ran my hands through my hair. I.....I didn't know what to do. Not sure what to do with myself, I ran my sweaty hands on my jeans and back through my hair. If Liam was behind this I swear to God he would wish his mother's birth control had worked. I curled up in the bed that smelled distintly like her. I felt my tears coming through and I hated that. I hated being emotional. It was literally the most uncomfortable place for me to be. I carefully opened the journal that we hadn't checked in a while actually. The articles looked the same. The messy scrawl was still as it was when we first read it. Louis' note was still there, as were the literal arrows splotched across the pages. I closed the journal and tucked it into my backpack as I slung it over my shoulder.
I decided to grow a pair and go over to the son of bitch himself. See what the hell is up with him. My vision still blurred, I got into my car and drove to his house. Or apartment or whatever the hell it was.
Pulling up to his town house, I pounded on the creepily bright red door.
"I swear to the Lord above, Payne that if you don't open this door in 5 seconds I am going to break down the damn door and trust me, the door isn't going to be the only red stained thing in this house!!!" I panted, still pounding.
Angela's POV
Waiting for Harry was annoying as f. I mean, how could he just expect me to sit here and not do anything whil my physchotic friend was knocking on the door downstairs. Harry is a freaking lunatic if he thinks that I will just sit here on my ass and do nothing. I got up from the bed and made my way towards the staircase. I didn't make it very far before I saw a tall, sturdy silhouette in front of me. His arms crossed across his chest, and a grin on his gorgeous face. There stood Liam. My Liam.
And goddamn, it looked like he wanted to kill me.
I started running back towards the room.
Abort mission
Abort mission
I heard Liam's pounding footsteps behind me and just as I reached for the doorknob, firm, muscular arms wrapped around my waist and he heaved me over his shoulder. He found his way towards the window sill as he slung his leg over the side and jumped out of the building. I screamed because, well, I was going to die. I didn't fight Liam...much. He was like, 10x stronger than me so I just kind of screamed bloody murder as he threw me into his car.
Our father, who art in heaven, hallow be thy name.....
"Angie, Angie. Did you miss me while I was gone?" Liam spoke, but it wasn't his voice.
It was my dad's.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done...
I didn't reply. I just kept glaring at Liam's head as he preached my father's words.
"I loved you Angie. Can't you see I only want this for you. For us. For family. THe world you live in is a nasty place. I had seen so much war and hatred while I was alive. And you know what? I don't want my only daughter to be in the midst of life like that! But because you decided to be so difficult Angela, I am doing this the hard way. First your frien Lewis, now this poor boy Liam, serving as my slave." I felt my anger growing by every second. I looked out the window and I saw we were moving pretty fast.
I didn't care. I made a split second decision and unlocked the door. Before I jumped, I said one thing.
"Go fuck yourself Dad, and fyi, his name is Louis. Not Lewis."
I opened the door. And I jumped.
On Earth as it is in heaven
Harry's POV
Nobody answered the door. What the heck is this? Some sick game of hide and seek? I became more frantic every second. Trying to think of somewhere, anywhere I could look. I kept running my hands through my hair.
Angela's POV
The road was abandoned, one of those dirt paths. The impact hurt, but not as much as the thought of my dad...and Liam. I slowly got up from the road and started running from the car, which stopped and started turning around. I called Harry. He picked up on the second ring. Thank the Lord above.
"Harry, baby. I need you to listen ok? I am on the dirt road path that is just past Pouncy Rd. Please hurry. I think Liam is going to-"
"Fucking LIAM is behind this!! I am going to hurt him so bad when-" His voice was cut off as I was yanked hard by the hair. I was slowly lifted above the ground. I looke down. Five ft above the ground. Six feet.
Who the hell was lifting me up? The better question would be WHAT the hell was lifting me up.
I struggled against this unseen force. I felt the chill surround and engulf my body. Liam stood directly under me. Completely concentrated. He must be the one controling this thing. An evil grin took over Liam's face as he raised his arms. I screamed when I felt as if a knife stabbed me in back.
And my vision went black.
Hello my wonderful readers whom I lurveeeee. I am so so so sorry that it took me so long to update this chapter! Like I am super super sorry!
A lot of stuff happened this chapter which I hope you liked. So I've been reading this book over and over again and I absolutely HATE the beginning. Maybe someday I will do some major editing after this book is finished. This story is my baby. So thank you for keeping this story alive because I probably would have stopped writing it a long time ago without all of you guys coming back to read my chapters every time. I love you and thank you guys! Also! I would like the thank Wattycovers89 for making me a cover! Thank you so much and I really appreciate it!
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Escape His World (H.S 1D)
Fanfictiones·cape əˈskāp/ definition: breaking free of confinement and control When the world of a devilishly handsome man named Harry Styles collides with your own... who are you to ask him to leave? A story of love, hate, fear, and of course, Harry Styles