Captured (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 11

*Harry's P.O.V*

My immediate reaction was to smirk. "Punishing" her was going to be fun.

Then my reaction immediately turned into a frown. What if the boys and I's thoughts of "punishment" were different?

I thought that rape was the way to go. What if they brought out knives and ropes?

That made me think. Do I tell the boys? Do I punish her secretly? If I were to rape her, I'm positive the boys would find out one way or another. Does that matter? Should I just say that I already handled the situation myself?

I growled in frustration. Just then, Louis came barging through the door. He saw the blank screen of Marie's room.

"Did you disable the camera in her room?" He asked me.

I gulped in response. Then I added, "Not exactly."

"Not exactly? What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" Louis asked, becoming agitated.

I knew that Louis would do something bad to her. He's impatient and slap happy. Something bad will happen. I can just feel it.

"It wasn't ME who destroyed the camera..." I said, trailing off, not wanting to finish my sentence. Louis isn't stupid. He would get it, right? Shit. Why would I say "destroy." It makes everything sound worse.

"What did she do?!" Louis asked, raising his voice. Uh-oh.

"She found the camera. She wasn't too happy about it, and cut off the connection," I answered.

That's better. 'Cut off the connection' sounds a lot better than, 'she crushed it with her bare hands.'

"What?! We need to install another one in her room. NOW," Louis barked.

"I agree. I think we have some extra cameras in that box over there," I said, pointing to a box that was pushed up against the weapon wall.

Louis made his way over to the box, and began rummaging through it. Whew. Good thing I never mentioned the fact that she broke a rule. I'm still going to have to punish her either way...secretly.

Louis held a tiny camera in the palm of his hand.

"Get her out of her room. Declare a movie night or something. Just whatever you do, give me time, and privacy. She can't know that we replaced the camera," Louis said, finally calm again.

"Alright," I said, and exited the room.

I didn't bother knocking on Marie's door when I arrived at it. I just barged right in. I don't think she'll mind that much.

She was sitting on her bed, toying with something in her hands. This object was in tiny, black fragments. The camera.

I sped walked over to her, and grabbed her wrist, right before she attempted to hide the camera bits. I pried her hand open, to reveal the broken camera.

"You broke a rule," I muttered, scraping the camera pieces into my own hand.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered. Did I scare her that much?

"I'm the only one who knows too," I continued. She didn't say anything back.

Neither of us made eye contact. Once I was finished, I realized my hand was still locked around her wrist. I quickly removed it, willing my cheeks not to turn pink.

"We're not going to worry about that right now. Want to know why? It's because tonight's movie night. Since you're new here, you can pick," I rambled, offering my hand to help her out of bed. She took it, but never said a word.

"Any movie preference?" I asked, looking down at her. She wasn't a short girl, but I still had at least a head on her.

"No," she whispered, almost nervously. I knew that she was thinking about her future punishment. What did she expect? Did she know I planned on raping her? Did she think I was going to kill her?

"How about a genre?" I questioned.

"I like comedies, but I'm not in the mood for laughing," she stated, with he least amount of expression in her voice possible.

"Okay..." I said slowly, not sure what else to suggest.

"You can pick the movie. I'll watch whatever you guys want," she said, not looking at me. All she was doing was staring straight ahead.

"Alright, let's see what the other boys think," I exclaimed.

Then I did something that was a risky move. I looped arms with her. I didn't hold her hand, because I felt like looping arms with someone had less meaning. Almost like a friendship thing. I didn't want to be pushy or anything.

Marie looked down at our arms and frowned, yet she never pulled away. Instead, I guided her out of her room and downstairs, with our arms still connected. When she finally reached the couch, she took a seat in between Niall and I, and scanned the room.

"Where's Louis?" She wondered aloud.

"Didn't feel like a watching a movie," I quickly spoke up. Not even any of the other boys knew about how Marie found that camera in her room.

"Oh," she said softly, and then awkwardly disconnected our arms.

"I want to watch 21 Jump Street!" Niall exclaimed, stopping at a movie on the television.

A comedy. Great. Marie doesn't feel like laughing. She did say she would watch whatever we wanted though...

"HARRY?!" Niall shouted.

"What?" I said, letting out an exasperated sigh.

"I asked if you wanted to watch this movie," Niall repeated slowly, as if he was talking to a toddler. Perhaps I was too lost in my thoughts to even hear him?

I looked down at Marie, who in return, stared back up at me, not blinking. Had she already said whether or not she wanted to watch this movie when I wasn't paying attention? Either way, her emotions were blank, so I just went ahead and said, "Let's watch it."

"Alrightie then," Niall replied, and clicked the play button.

We watched the movie in silence. The boys and I laughed at the funny scenes, while Marie remained silent beside me. Ugh. What was it going to take her until she would lighten up a bit?

I suppose that's a stupid thing to say. I mean, especially after I decided I am going to punish her...tonight.

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