Rebel // Styles

two.

HAI okay so basically Keira's name is pronounced Keyera like K eye ra so YAS OK BYE

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Keira-

He leaves the room, I'm still frozen, helpless. He comes back a few minutes later and unchains me.

"We're going somewhere" He states.

"I don't want to go on a killing spree with you" I reply.

He laughs to my surprise

"Either I chain you down for three hours or you come with me"

I mutter a "fuck you" under my breath and follow him to the car. He drives silently, his eyes on the road. I hate to say this but I couldn't help but stare at him.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" He jokes.

"I wasn't staring" I say.

"I never said that" He muses.

"Shut up" I grunt.

"You shut up"

"No you shut up"

"How about we both shut up?" He finishes.

"Fine with me..." I whisper.

"You never told me your name" I whisper, I don't want to keep calling him "him"

He steps on the brakes, takes my arm and brings me out of the Jeep.

"Harry, my name's Harry, call me master"

I snicker.

"This is Liam, Niall, Louis and Zayn (A.N: even though Zayn left the band I'm putting him in :(( ) "

"Hi." I say quietly, feeling dizzy.

"You found her?" Liam, (I think )says.

"Yup. Her name is Keira"

"Good for you, now we've got a lot of cops at this bank so we've got to hurry up"

"So what if there's a lot of cops we can kill them all dumb fuck"

"Shut up Louis"

"we're robbing a bank? I'm not, you do it I don't give a shit but I'm not stepping into that bank" I say.

"Fine with me if you want more handcuffs wrapped around your ankles and wrists" Harry says proudly.

I groan in frustruation

"Fine but I'm not taking anything"

"Alright come on," he says grabbing me by my waist.

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Soon enough, we're running away from a bunch of cops.

"Harry" I cry seeing bullets and hearing gunshots around me.

"It'll be fine just run" He says.

He picks me up and starts sprinting. My head goes dizzy and the roads start to spin. He lays me in the car and I close my eyes.
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Once we get home, I lean agains Harry's shoulder. Scared he'll yell at me, I quickly take my head off.

"Why'd you get up?" He asks.

"I-I thought you did-"

He takes my head in his hands and lays it back on his shoulders. He carried me to the room and lays me on the bed.

"Aren't you going to handcuff me?" I ask

"Do you want to be?" He replies.

I shake my head

"I thought so" He says.

"Are you hungry?" He adds.

"Yes." I say.

"Okay how's pizza and a movie?" Why's he being so nice?

"Sounds good." I answer.
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Currently, it's 5 P.M and we're eating pizza and watching The Hobbit.

When the movie finishes, it's about 6:30 p.m so we decided to play twenty questions.

"What's your favourite colour?" He asks.

"Blue and Black" I say.

"What got you into.. killing and all?" I say hesitantly. This question seems to make him uncomfortable.

"I think we should go to bed."

"Why?"

"Keira, go.to.bed"

"O-Okay." I stutter.

"Goodnight," he says coldly locking the door and locking the windows. He takes the key to the windows and leaves.

A.N: I feel like this story sucks but it'll get better I promise k?