You're Mine, Harry Styles.

Chapter 13

I'm on Christmas Break now! I am soooo happy. I really couldn't stand that school much longer. Rain told me to keep her posted about Harry. Maybe I would. She seems pretty psyched about the whole thing.

It was my first day off on break and I decided to go to the spa. I got a certificate last year for my birthday from my Aunt Helen. I had totally forgotten about it until now. I really needed it though. My Aunt Helen was awesome. She understands me. A lot better than my mum ever has. But I love them both all the same.

I grabbed my purse and the car keys from the hall table. "Hey, Mum?" I asked. She was sitting in the living room. "Yes?" she called. "Can I borrow the car?" There was silence for a moment. She was probably deciding whether to trust me or not. "Sure honey. Be back by 11 though. Okay?"  

Wow. That was generous. "Yes, yes! Thank you so much Mum!" I yelled and ran out the door.

I threw myself in the black Mini Cooper. This was my first time driving the car. Well, by myself anyways.

I revved up the engine and listened to the vehicle roar to life. I backed out of the driveway carefully, making sure not to swipe out a mail box on my way out. Or an old lady.

Thank The Lord! I thought when I made it down the road safely. I turned on my turning single going the way towards the spa.

When I finally got there, I parked the car and hopped out. I hit the lock button five times. Just making sure.

There was a blonde slender lady with a tight black dress on behind the counter when I walked in. She didn't even glance up when I walked in. I thought she was ignoring me, but it turns out she was talking on the phone. I couldn't see it because it was a blue tooth.

I stood there for about five minutes behind the counter. I was kind of ticked off now. This was completely rude. I made a little fake coughing noise to get her attention.

She looked up from her desk, rolled her eyes, and said "I'll have to call you back." and hung up.

"Can I help you?" she asked slightly annoyed.

"Um, yeah. I have a gift certificate for here." I handed it to her.

She looked down at it. Then she punched something into the computer and looked back up at me.

"What would you like done?"

"What is there?" I asked politely.

"Hmm, okay. We have a massage. Mani-peti, mud bath, sauna.."

I thought about my options. A mud bath sounded cool. I had never had one before. I liked saunas too. I was in one when I went to Florida a couple of years ago with my mum & Aunt Helen. A mani-peti was too main stream. The massage sounded like HEAVEN though.

"I can't decide!" I finally said.

"Well, I personally love the massages they have here. Excellent." she said.

"Okay. A massage." I said and she nodded directing me to a little waiting area.

I sat down in a chair and looked around. This spa was very nice. My Aunt Helen had good taste. I would have to thank her soon. I looked down at the coffee table and there was some magazines. I flipped through them, and came across one with Harry on the cover.

And me. They were still holding on to this stuff? Geez. It was a pretty good picture though. Harry is so cute. I'm really lucky to have him.

I heard footsteps and I quickly covered up the magazine of Harry and I. I looked up and it was Amanda. What the hell?

She didn't see me though. She was just passing through. What was she doing here? I got up to see where she was going. I peeked around the corner.

Amanda stood up at the counter where the blonde lady was. I heard her say "Mum, can I have some money?"

Ohhhh. That explains it. I knew she looked sort of familiar. She was a bitch just like her daughter. Now I know where Amanda gets it from. Her Mum dressed way too young considering how old she was.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Erm, excuse me Miss, did you request a massage?"

I turned around and a little Mexican lady held a clipboard in her hands.

"That would be me." I said and smiled.

She nodded, obviously not good at speaking English, and motioned me to follow her.

She pointed to a little table with a towel on it when we got there. "You will lay on this after changed."

I nodded. She then pointed to a little room that said "Changing." I understood and thanked her.

After I was in only a towel, I laid on the board as told. The lady came back in and said "My name is Maria, and you?"

"Lizzie."

"Lizzie. Beautiful name. What kind of massage do you want?"

She was really sweet. "Thank you. And whatever you think. I trust you." I smiled up at her and she returned it.

The massage was A-MAZ-ING. Once she was done, she told me to stay put so she could get me some lotion.

I closed my eyes and almost drifted off to sleep, but I heard the door creep open. I thought it was Maria, but she wasn't wearing heels, I could hear them.

"Maria?" I asked even though I knew it wasn't. I was just hoping it was.

I heard someone laugh. Wait. I knew that laugh.

Amanda.

Oh god, please not me. Not now.

"Ah, Lizzie." I heard her say.

I gritted my teeth together. This could not be happening.

"You know I've always wanted to do this. Be alone with you, make you miserable. Why you ask? Well, first of all, you are so weird. I hate that about you. You just think you're so cool. But you're not. And last of all, you're with my husband. Now, I know you may think I'm crazy but me and Harry are meant to be together. He probably doesn't even like you. Just using you. Like he uses a million other girls. So, don't think you're special."

That stung. I know it wasn't true, but it still hurt me. I bit my tongue to not lash out on her. There was so many good comebacks I had right now.

"Go get dressed." Amanda commanded.

She stood in front of me now. I had a puzzled look on my face.

"Do what I say, or something very bad will happen. Do you understand me?"

I looked up at her in terror. Why was she doing this?

"Now!"

I quickly stood up and went in the changing room. I heard Amanda lock the other door so no one would get in. I threw on my clothes. I was really nervous. What was she going to do to me? I looked around the room for my phone but it was nowhere. Neither was my purse. She took it, that bastard.

"Hurry up." Amanda called knocking on the door.

I pulled the door open and she smiled.

"Okay. Now, I am going to lead you out of the back door so follow me."

She gripped my wrist and led me out back. There was a big van in the parking lot. My eyes got really big.

What did I do? Run? All I know is I had to figure out a way to get help.