The Kidnapper//h.s.✔️

Chapter 5 - It wasn't an accident

I'll have to wait; for a time that they won't expect it.

1 MONTH LATER

As I lay in his bed, his strong arms around me. I couldn't sleep last night and so I asked if I could lay next to him. I tried to keep my distance but he wrapped his arms around me and for some reason I fell asleep.

It's been about a month and a half, that I've been here...I've been keeping track.

I'm wearing a grey spaghetti-strap shirt with matching pant-shorts and my hair is up in a messy bun.

Harry left one night and made me stay with the other boys; so I couldn't run away.

I've been with Liam and they're not like Harry. They don't act like jerks and I feel much safer around them; they're predictable.

One day, Louis and Colin went to the store to get a sortment of clothes for me, because I can't wear their boxers as shorts and their oversized shirts. They bought me a couple of bras and underwear too...I found that a little weird, but I needed some.

Even though the house is small, I've been charting every window and door in my head. You never know what could happen.

But ever since that night I tried to escape; when Liam stopped me, I haven't tried since. But I know that, one day I will escape. They've made a home for me here, but it'll never be like my real home.

Liam kisses my shoulder and the voices in my head scream, but I feel myself blush and smile slightly.

"Morning, Love"

He whispers in a tired, morning voice. I smile slightly and I feel him move closer to me. His arms made me feel warm and I open my eyes when I hear loud and fast footsteps coming towards the door.

The door suddenly swings open and Harry walks in.

I sit up straight. I thought Harry would say something, but he just stood there and crossed his arms tightly.

"Hello Harry."

Liam announces and sits up next to me. Almost in a competitive way.

"Harry"

I mumbled low, greeting his entrance

"You two seem to be having fun."

He said in a deep, husky voice.

"It's not what you think."

I add and his eyebrow lifts.

"It's not?"

Liam whispers cheekily...crap. I'm in the middle of this.

"It's not?..."

Harry mocks

"Shut Up Harry!"

Liam yells with anger. He started to shake a little, I could feel his skin vibrating. Liam wants to hit Harry, but if he does-I block the vision from my mind.

I touch Liam's hand softly and he stops shaking.

"You're mine!"

Harry yells like a spoiled girl and Liam began shaking again, but more.
This isn't going to end well.
Liam jumped up from next to me and stomped over to Harry. He punched him and Harry slugged him at full blast, but Liam hit him again and Harry collapsed onto the floor. Liam kicked him in the stomach and it didn't look like he was going to stop. Harry was curved into a tiny ball, his arms covering his stomach.

I got up quickly and grabbed Liam's arm, but he hardly noticed.

"She's mine!"

He thundered as he kicked Harry hard. Liam stopped for a second, but as soon at he did, Harry unraveled and grabbed Liam's leg; pulling him down to the ground. He jumped on top of Liam and pounded at his face.

"I don't belong to anyone!"

I scream and Harry suddenly stops and looks at me, his nose was bloody and his jaw clenched. He stood up, towering over me and as he passed me, Harry grabbed my arm, pulling me away from Liam. I try to shake his grip off

"Catherine...don't."

He threatened and I glare at him. I could see his eyes darkening and he didn't let me go till we were downstairs.

He sits down with a flop on the couch in the livingroom, his head lay back and I could see a bad cut under his eye and a stream of blood coming from his nose.

He let go of me and I walk into the small kitchen around the corner and wet a small piece of cloth. Then I walk back out to him.

"I'm going t-to kill him."

Harry mumbles and turns his head a little to look at me.

Harry's P.O.V.

I stare at her lips, I want to kiss them hard. I feel like I should tell her about the night at the club. She has to know.

"It wasn't an accident"

I say and she frowns her eyebrows

"What?"

She asks innocently

"Kidnapping you."

I state and she looks away. She seems scared, like that I'm a stalker or a psycho. But because of everything I've done...maybe I am.

"What do you mean?"

She asks again

"There was a girl I used to know; Meredith. She wasn't mine, but I loved her like she was...she looked just like you. "

She began to stand up, but I grab her arm again and force her to sit back down closer to me. My other hand came up and clutched her chin to look at me. I gazed into her eyes: brown and beautiful, her hair: messily put into a bun. Her face: soft to the touch, and her lips...I lean in and kiss her softly.

___Author's Note____

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