✖️Chapter 3✖️

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AHHHHHH. Well my loves. I wanna wish Mikey and Cal my love for getting burnt :( my babesss. I'm a Calum girl and my Cal got burnt makes me sad. Michael is a close second poor kittennnnn. Get better babesssss. I love themmmmm. Btw I like adding extra letters.
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Harry's P.O.V.

"No Luke. NO. YOU SAID-NO. NO. WHATEVER! SHE IS MINE!" I slammed my phone down on the table.

Luke is nothing but an self absorbed jerk. I get this one. He always gets the girls we kidnap. It's my turn. I walk into my bedroom, scoop Lacey into my arms, take her to the car, and put her in the trunk. I speed down the road swerving, passing red light, and stop signs, getting honked at. The usual. I hear banging, and muffled screams, and I realize Lacey is awake. I mentally slap myself. I forgot to give her the sleeping drug.

"stupid" I mumble.

lacey's P.O.V.

I wake up to the realization that I'm in a trunk, and I bet it's Harry's. I have a huge claustrophobia problem. The walls start closing in, I'm barely breathing. I use all my air to bang, scream, and kick all around.

"HARRY!! HARRYYYYYY!!" I scream "PLEASE LET ME OUT. DID YOU FORGET I AM CLAUSTROPHOBIC! LET ME OUT RIGHT NOWWWW" I keep kicking until we stop. I hear footsteps and the trunk opens blinding me with the sun. Then I see Harry.

"I am sorry love" Harry says picking me up and setting me on the ground holding my hand. I yank it back and hit him. I look around I'm in the middle of freaking no where. I take off running anyway. Harry tackles me in no time.

"Not today baby" He cooed.

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