You're Mine (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 4

•Ashley's POV•

I opened the door and was greeted by a smiling Harry. He had on black and white converse, black skinny jeans, a white v-neck and a black blazer.

"Like what you see?" He asked in a raspy chuckle. I immediatly felt my cheeks burn. I hadn't realized I was making it that obvious that I was checking him out.

"Come on beautiful, lets go." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door. I tried pulling out of his grasp but it was no use. The harder I tried the tighter his grip got. He walked me over to the passenger side of his sleek black Range Rover and opened the door.

"Get in." He said with a smirk. I didn't budge. Maybe if I didn't get in, he would get annoyed and leave. Oh, how I wish it was that easy.

"Fine, have it your way." Harry scooped me up bridal style and gently placed me in the passenger seat. He jogged over the the other side of the car and got in. He started the car and sped off.

"So, Ashley, tell me about yourself." He kept his eyes on the road while waiting for my answer. I was trying to decide if I was going to talk to him or ignore him. Then it hit me. How the fuck does he know my name?

"How do you know my name?" I snapped completely ignoring his question.

"Oh baby, I have my ways.." He turned away from the road and faced me. A sly smile spread across his face as he winked at me. I rolled my eyes in disgust. He just chuckled.

We pulled up to a fancy italian resturant. Harry got out of the car and jogged over to open the door for me. He opened the door and stood over to the side so I could get out. Once again, I didn't budge. I was going to make this as difficult as possible.

"Get out of the car, people are staring." He roughly grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the car. I winced with pain as his grip around my hand tightened. He was angry. I had to do something to get away from Harry, who knows what he's going to do with me tonight.

"HELP!!! HELP ME PLEASE!!" The words flew out of my mouth before I could even think of anohter plan. Tears streamed down my face as I thrashed in his grip hoping that I could just get away. Many people turned their heads to see where the screaming had come from. Harry pulled me close to his chest and starting stroking my hair.

"Shh baby, it's alright....it's going to be okay.." He cooed. "Sorry everybody...she sufferes from PTSD" I heard Harry re-assure everybody that was around us. They seemed to believe the story as they all continued to do what they were doing before. Harry brought his lips to my ear.

"Nice try Ashley...but you will not get away from me." His hot breath fanned my neck making me shiver. He chuckled. I tried to pull away but he pushed me back into his chest. A whimper escaped my lips. I now knew he would do whatever it took to be with me.

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A/N

Short chapter I know. I've been sick so I didn't have time to update...sorry!