The Love Game (Harry Styles)

Chapter 14

*Harry's POV*

I was running down an unknown street, under the soft lights of the street lights in the dead of night. I reach a building I have never seen before. But somehow, I knew exactly where I was. I bust the door down with a couple of heavy kicks. Inside I see Jane, tied to a chair, and slumped over and unconscious, her clothing torn. A single light shone on her.

"Jane!" I cried. I run over to her, seeing that she was badly beaten with a busted lip and a black eye.

"Jane! Jane! Babe please wake up!" I cried to her. She didn't open her eyes but began to cry, tears flooding down her eyes.

"Why weren't you here to help me?" she said softly in a cracked voice.

"Jane I'm sorry! Who did this to you? Jane!" I choked out. A laugh echoes trough the empty room. I look around the room, trying to find where it came from. Instinctively tried to hold onto Jane to protect her, but when I turned back to her, all was left was the chair.

"Jane?!?" I cried out, but all I got in response was more laughter.

"Who are you?!? What did you do to Jane?!?" All of a sudden a rope snaked around my wrists, ankles and mouth as it pulled me onto the chair. I struggled to get myself free, but the ropes had tied themselves to the chair. Someone grabs my face and faces me towards him. Trey's familiar face was inches close to mine.

"You will never find her again." he whispered song-like. He throws his head back and laughs again and the light that illuminated where we were turns off, his laugh still echoing around me.

I wake up frantic and covered in sweat. I look around, making sure that I was defiantly in my flat, and not wherever my dream took place. I look at my digital clock, seeing that it was only 3:30 in the morning. I run to the kitchen and gulp tons of water from the sink. My throat and mouth felt as if they were completely dry.

"Harry?" I turn and see Louis in PJ bottoms was looking at me worriedly.

“Oh hey Lou.” I run my hands through my hair, trying to calm down.

“Mate what happened?”

“A nightmare. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” I assured him. He gives me one more worried look, then heads back to bed. I splash my face with cool water then dry myself with a towel. My heart clenched at the thought of her being hurt, or worse. I didn’t even want to think about ‘worse’.

Three days gone. I thought. Tears threatened to come out, but I keep them in, so Louis won’t worry as much. All the lads and the girls are worried about me. I guess Niall told them about how he found me wasted in my room, so after I cleaned up after myself, they all came in, one by one, to talk to me. I understand they were worried but after the 3rd person came in to talk to me, I got very irritable. The last one to come in was Marie. I had my pillow over my head, completely irritated.

*Flashback*

“Harry?”

“What?” I groaned, stretching out the word.

“Shut up Harold, just listen.” She said flatly. I get my head out of under the pillow and look at her in surprise. She has never talked to me like that before. Even when she was mad.

“I know you’re irritated that everyone came in and practically told you the same thing. But their CONCERNED about you, Harry. They all saw how you acted when I got kidnapped…” she takes in a deep breath, trying to suppress the memories. “And we weren’t even together. Imagine how they think you will be, knowing that you love Jane?” I cover my face with my hands, trying not to cry again for what felt like the billionth time.