Into The Woods - Harry Styles

4.

I can start to feel the blood rushing to my head, since I am currently being held upside down. I continue to smack the back of this man's shirt, hoping and praying he will let me go. I feel sick, like I am going to throw up any moment if he doesn't put me down soon.

"Rosalie, don't worry darling, I'm coming." I hear Daniel yell out, in breathless pants. He is running behind the man and I, attempting to catch up. I believe the reason why that is taking him so long is because he tripped over some fallen trees, I wouldn't know for sure since I can't really see straight.

"Please let me go!"I shout, as I feel the small amount of food I had eaten is wanting to come up. The man doesn't stop, he just keeps going with his long strides as I wait for us to arrive at this 'kingdom' of his.

"Stop whining." He blankly says with a crisp tone. I stare down at his black shirt and dark jeans since I have nothing else to do. I don't want to anger him to the point where he will try to kill me, but I also don't want him bossing me around like I am some child to him.

"Excuse me sir, but could you please put my lovely friend down? I know she upset you but you shouldn't handle the princess that way." I hear Daniel say to the man. He stops walking and replies with,"I will do as I please and you will do nothing about it because you're nothing but a spoiled little rich boy who has obviously been handed everything." After what the man says he walks off, leaving Danny standing there looking like an idiot. He quickly regains his self confidence and hurries back towards us.

"Will you at least tell me your name?" I hesitantly ask, hoping I don't anger him. I really want to try to convince him to let me go, so I know being rude to him will get me nowhere.

"My name is Harry, but you will address me as 'sir'. " I want to look at him like he is crazy, but I can't really do that at the moment. Does he really expect me to call him that? I know I need to abide by his rules, but why can't I call him by his real name?

"Why can't I call you 'Harry'?"

"Because I said so and that is reason enough." He sounds like my mother, but worse.

I huff out a breath of air and attempt to get comfortable, but of course that is practically impossible. It seems like hours has passed before Harry announces that we have arrived to his kingdom. He pulls me from over his shoulder and drops me down onto the ground. I hit the Earth's muddy floor with a thud. My tailbone stings but I ignore it.

"You could have been a little more gentle..." I mutter under my breath, not really expecting him to hear.

"And you didn't have to slap me." He smirks, before grabbing my arm and dragging me to only God knows where.

The man continues to drag me by the forearm since my feet seem to fail me without any type of protection. At the moment I honestly wouldn't mind having my shoes back even though they're heels. The forest grows darker, signally that nightfall is nearing. The creatures that lurk within the woods seem to make themselves known by howling into the sky.

"Please tell me that we are near this 'kingdom' of yours?" I ask, praying to God that we are. I really don't think my feet can handle these harsh conditions any longer.

"You're in luck, your highness." Not far off into the distance I can spot what looks to be hanging lanterns. As we near closer I see what they're being hung from. Small stone and boards of wood are placed and nailed together to form a structure like home. The lanterns are hanging off of the tiny porch by what looks to be a wire of some sort.

"You can't be serious?" I say with an almost disgusted look upon my face. Harry only laughs and turns toward me.

"What? Were you expecting some lavish castle with gold covered floors?" Harry stares at me as if I am stupid, but I was honestly thought it would be nicer than this dump.