I Wanna Save You

Chapter 19

•Chapter Nineteen•

(Ivy's POV)

I wake up, but keep my eyes shut. I can't hear any sounds in the distance; maybe all the boys left.

I open one eye, then followed by the other one. Yep, I'm back in my plain white room. Heey.

I try to sit up. I can't. Looking down, I notice that I'm tied to the bed. Lovely.

I thrash around, trying to loosen the ropes. It doesn't work. The only thing I end up doing is getting rope burn on my arms.

My door opens and Harry sticks his face in. "Good morning," he says cheerfully.

"It's not good," I mumble, trying to turn my head away from him.

"Why not love?" he asks.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that I'M TIED TO A FREAKING BED FOR GOODNESS SAKE!"

"We didn't want you escaping. Again."

"And tying me to a bed will solve all your troubles."

Harry frowns. "Sorry darling."

"Please don't call me darling."

"Darling."

"Don't!"

"Darling."

"Stop!"

"Darling!"

"Ballsack!"

Harry acts offended. "What did you just call me?"

"Oh, nothing," I say, grinning evilly. "By the way, where are the rest of the boys?"

"They went to an interview." he says. "Anyway, I brought you breakfast. It's on the table." Then he leaves.

I turn my head with difficulty and find a plate with pancakes and fruit on the table.

"That's really sweet," I shout. "Except for the fact you forgot I'm kinda tied to a bed, so I can't use my hands!"

He doesn't come and I sigh. Whatever; I don't need food.

I hear faint knock on the front door and Harry's footsteps. The squeak of the door opening and then...

A crash.

What's going on down there?

Harry screams and I hear feet pounding against the stairs.

Oh no. The mysterious people/person is coming for me.

I wiggle around, trying to get out even though I know it's hopeless. I end up getting even more rope burn on my already rope burned arms. Fun.

The door opens and I stay still, closing my eyes and breathing slowly. That's right; I'm pretending to fall asleep. Problem?

"She's tied to a bed?!" Wait... that voice sounds familiar...

"What?!?" Another familiar voice. "I hate those guys even more!"

The footsteps come closer and I can't take not knowing who these people are. I open my eyes.

Standing in front of me are two people with dark shades and thick hats. They're both wearing purses.

"Hey! She's awake!" one of the figures exclaims. I swear, I've heard that voice before. The name is on the tip of my tongue...

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask.