Love Bites™ (Harry Styles) [✔] Completed

Chapter One

*IMPORTANT* People keep saying this is like a story by the name of "One Undead Direction" and I PROMISE you all this is thought up by me. After being accused of this I read the first 3 chapters and I can assure you that although it may seem so in the beginning, it is NOT AT ALL. So, please, give this story a shot. Thank you!xx

"Bye, Callie!"

I waved goodbye to my friend Rachel as I left the football field. She turned back to the group of girls around her and I went along my way.

Practice ended early because of the game tonight which we'd be cheering at. Yes, I, Callie Antonio, am a cheerleader. But, I'm not the stereotypical type that's snobby and rude. If you ask me, I'm a pretty nice cheerleader... Unless you get on my bad side, then you're doomed. Well, it's time to get ready for the game.

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I got out of my car and locked the doors, grabbing my small duffle beforehand. As I was crossing the street to get to the locker rooms, I noticed a male staring at me. I'd decided to act like I hadn't seen him and just keep going on my way.

Whilst I walked to the locker rooms I could hear footsteps behind me. Out of pure curiosity, I spun round to look for the source. The walkway behind me was completely barren with no trace of any human presence. Maybe I'd just been hearing things. When I continued on my venture to the building by the field, the footsteps had seized. It truly must've been a figure of my imagination.

Entering the building, I realised the locker room was empty, without any one person in sight. It was odd because there was usually always someone in here, especially on a school cheer night. Shrugging my shoulders, I figured they were just stretching without me. Someone was bound to come in at some point soon. That's when, as if on cue, the door slammed shut. Usually that means that Fleare has entered. When I called out her name and received no answer, I decided to investigate. It could've been one of the boys playing tricks on me.

"Callidora," a deep, breathy whisper filled my ears.

Chills went down my spine, hairs on my forearms sticking up.

"Wh-who's there?" I asked aloud, "Show yourself."

"As you wish, Callidora."

Out of the darkness right next to me, stepped a tall male with curly hair and piercing green eyes. He smiled at me, "Pulchra es mei regis."

"Sorry?"

"You will find out in time. But for now you must come with me, love."

"N-no. I-I don't know you... I have a game to cheer for."

I tried desperately to think of another reason why I couldn't go with him. Either way it didn't seem like he cared about my excuses.

"You know me Callidora; you've known me for a long time. It's about time we caught up on things. Now, come with me or I will have to carry you."

"B-but... I don't... I can't!"

The man gave me no choice. He effortlessly lifted me off the ground hand threw me over his shoulder. I screamed, kicked, and punched but nothing seemed to faze him. He lifted up the boot of a black truck and hurled my body inside, slamming the door and locking it shut.

I banged hard on the glass with my fist, screaming for help. The engine of the truck started up and the school was becoming smaller the further away he drove. I cried helplessly, pulling my knees to my chest in a foetal position. Someone had just kidnapped me and got away with it.