*** Harrys POV***
James and Harry made a whole schema so the house would be spied all day and all night. David and James asked some friends, who came too. There were groups from 2 and three and always two boys. 'That's safer' said Ed. Ed knew a lot, he worked with homeless people, so he knew a lot about the evenings in London. 'Everybody will do two hours a day, and allways a different time. We have to got all the phone numbers, and there's not a reason to stop spying this house, we're sure it's the house.' All the people who wanted to spy were in Chelsa's house. They worked the whole night to make sure everything's okay, and David and James were already spying. 'Chelsa, can we talk for a moment?' asked Harry. 'Yeah, sure!'Harry and Chelsa walked to the cirridor. 'Chelsa, we only have to do one thing.' 'What?' 'Tell the police about this. And Laurels father, does he know?' 'Laurels father does, we called him when I came home alone.' 'Tomorrow, we will go to the cops. Then she's retained for four days.' Chelsa nodded. 'Harry, I've got one question.' 'Yeah, ask.' 'Why do you want to help us, help Laurel? You knew her, and you saw her since nine years again, just a minute.' Harry sighted. 'Well, I wanna know how she is now. And catch up the time we didn't were together. Just, as friends. And she's a friend of Ed.' 'Yeah, that's right.' 'But what do the other lads think of all this?' 'They understand, but can't go with us. If everybody knows where we are, we've got trouble. They try to have the fans at the other side of London, and we said I'm sick at home, so I can go undercover.' 'Wow, amazing!'
***Laurels POV***
The night turned into the morning, the morning turned into the midday and the midday turned into the evening. Ram was wondering why Laurel was still so strong, and was standing at the window all the time. It was so annoying, he wanted to scare her, and do some nice things with her, even if she didn't want to. She had to listen to her. He used violance, but she still haven't done what he wants. 'Laurel?' Ram walked to Laurel and closed the curtains. 'Let's have some fun.' Laurel turned around. 'What?' Ram stood up, and started undressing himself. 'Come on, do the same.' 'No.' You say what?' 'NO.' Ram throw her to a wall. I don't take no for answer bitch.' He slammed her face. Laurel cried and tried to protect herself. 'Please Ram.' 'No, I've been waiting for three days, I don't have patience anymore.' He lift her up and throwed her at the bed. Ram started undressing her, while Craig and Thomas hold her. When she was undressed, Ram told Craig and Thomas to go away. When they were gone, Laurel tried to get off the bed. When she was at the door, she noticed it was locked. 'You're mine now.' Laurel cried, and Ram pushed her on the bed. He started feeling her. Laurel cried hard and started screaming. 'Help, someone..' when Ram decided he had enough, Craig came in. 'She's good, just try.' Craig did, and Thomas did too. 'Well, that was it worth, waiting three days.' The walked out and locked the door. Laurel started crying. There was only one thing that was on her mind, will this ever end? She felt so dirty, and she wished someone was there, just to help her.
JE LEEST
There was a time.. *ON HOLD*
FanficWhen Laurel's eight years old, she moves from her mum, who's living in Holmes Chapel to London, with her dad. She has actually no choice, she has to come with him. Since that day, she never saw her best friend in Holmes Chapel - Harry Styles - again...