I Kidnapped Harry Styles

Chapter 5 - Go fish and Zayn on the TV

I glared at him.

He glared at me.

This was intense.

Both of us looked down at what was on the table.

'Go fish!' I cried.

'Damn,' he yelled.

Yes. That's right. I was playing go fish with my captive. My captive Harry Styles. Oh and I was winning.

'Angel...' he moaned.

'What?' I questioned.

'I'm starving!' he said.

'Ok. Hi Starving. I'm Angel.' I said.

'Angel, I'm serious!' he cried.

'I thought you were Starving?' I asked.

'Angel!' he said.

'Fine, lets go!' I told him.

I stood up.

'Wait! I need to put this on you!' I told him.

I snatched a tracking bracelet from my bag and slapped it on his arm.

'Now lets go,' I told him.

We walked down to the diner, and grabbed a table. I ordered beef ravioli and Harry ordered a lasagna.

Looking around I saw an elderly woman who had a young woman with her, a man, who looked about 50, and... Shoot. The overly muscled man from the other day. And even better he was walking towards us.

He may not recognize me. I mean I am still wearing the mask. But he still comes over.

'Hi girly. Remember me?' he asked.

'How could I forget? Your ugly imprinted itself into my brain,' I told him.

'Well do you remember this?' he said, pointing at a large, purple bruise on his face.

'Oh yeah! Option 2!' I smiled.

He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me up.

'Well now its my turn.' he told me. 'And I will enjoy it.'

He lifted his fist to slam it into my face.

And he was just about to.

'Angel!' Harry cried.

Before the man could punch me, I kicked him in his family jewels.

He sank to the floor and let out a girlish squeal.

'Yeah. Don't mess with me mate.' I hissed.

I then walked to the waiter, who was staring mouth open at the scene that just happened. I picked up our food off his tray, grabbed Styles by the wrist and marched up to our room. I pushed open the door, walked in, locked the door and sat down to eat my ravioli.

'What. Was. That?!' Harry yelled.

'Me kicking some guy who I may or may not have punched earlier this week.' I told him.

'Why? Angel, you can't just kick a man there!' he cried.

'1. Because he tried to assault me. 2. I just did. Now shut up and eat your lasagna.' I replied, standing up and walking into the kitchen.

'You are a psychopath! First you kidnap me, then you hurt some poor guy!' he yelled.

I walked away from him and turned on the news.

'Breaking news! One Direction member, Harry Styles, has been reported missing. He was last seen by band members Niall Horan and Liam Payne, who said they went to check on him the night he disappeared. We will now cross live to Zayn Malik, member of One Direction. Hi Zayn.'

Harry came and sat next to me.

'Hi Christina.' he said to the news lady. 'Listen. This kidnapper is dangerous. She shot me in the back, with a tranquilizing bullet. I warn you to be careful. Also, the reward for finding Harry is $10,000,000, so please keep an eye out. Thanks.'

I turned the TV off.

'They are looking for me!' Harry said.

'Congratulations Curly. To bad you can't go back yet. Now hurry up and eat. We are leaving for HQ tonight,' I told him.

'HQ?' he asked.

'Head Quarters you dummy!' I told him.

'I know what HQ means,' he said.

'But you don't know what "Hurry up and eat" means?,' I questioned. He still hadn't touched his food.

He began to eat.

'We leave in 10 minutes Styles,' I said. Then I left the room.