Taken // One Direction [Completed]

Chapter Two: Don't Call It Kidnapping

I woke up in a place I didn't recognize. My wrists were in pain from my deep, freshly cut scars.

I was asleep on a couch. What happened yesterday? My mind ran lose, trying to remember the events that took place.

I noticed there was someone in the kitchen, so I waited to see who it was, my mind pulling a complete blank..

I sat up on the couch. My thighs hurt as well; the stinging type of hurt. There was a horrible pain in my stomach. I lifted my shirt to see what had happened, and winced when I saw had a huge purple bruise. I looked at my chest, I could see my own rib-cage. I was starving.

"Hi, babe." I put my top down and turned to see Harry walk into the room. He had no top on. That didn't bother me though.

"I remember now," I said, casually realizing the events that had taken place. Harry chuckled..

"How are you feeling?" he questioned, taking a seat next to me.

"Worried," I said with a sigh. He put his arm around me, allowing me to rest my head on his shoulder.

"I don't know much about you," he said, clearly trying to take my mind off things, "tell me about yourself."

"Well...My name is Tay, I'm sixteen, and I know that you guys are going to regret ever letting me come home with you and helping me," I sighed.

"Why?'s that" Harry didn't seem happy I said that.

"I'm so pathetic, look at me! I'm fat and worthless-"

"Tay!" Harry exclaimed, cutting me off. "You are not worthless, don't ever think that. If you were worthless, you wouldn't be sitting here next to me. And if you think you're fat, you need your eyes tested, you are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. If your stupid step-dad can't see that, then he really needs to wake up," Harry said. Surprised by his outburst and extremely thankful, I wrapped my arms around his torso, hugging his side.

"Thank you, Harry."

"Can I ask you something?" He put his hand on my stomach.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"You do eat, don't you?" He stared into my eyes, with those beautiful green eyes. I never really noticed how nice they were. When you see them in pictures or over a screen, they're completely different to how they really are. They were the color of leaves in the summer, or grass after it had rained: beautiful.

I put my head down, slightly shaking my head, feeling small under his watch as I admitted to wanting to starve. He put a finger under my chin and lifted my head.

"You are beautiful, and not fat. I want you to eat a bowl of cereal."

I violently shook my head, while he handed me the bowl.

"Please?" He gave me puppy dog eyes, and I knew I couldn't say no to him again.

I smiled at how cute he looked. I took the bowl from him and lifted the spoon, taking a mouth full. Honestly, it made me feel a little sick, but I continued to eat because Harry wanted me to.

"So, Harry?"

"Yeah, beautiful?"

I ignored his comment, lowering my head to hide my blush under my hair. "Did you guys like... kidnap me?"

"Kinda, But don't call it kidnapping. Lets call it... Kid-saving!" he exclaimed. I giggled; Harry was so adorable and sweet.

"Good morning!" Louis suddenly shouted, walking in, also shirtless. "Tay, is it?" he asked me, pointing at me with a goofy smile. I nodded.