I woke up in a dark room, in a cold bed with no covers, on me. I was in a white dress floral with pink flowers…I shivered at the thought of somebody changing me…hope it’s Louis.
I walked around, and realized this was Liam’s house, when I saw the same room, I came in through. What happened? I felt light headed and dizzy. The memories came flooding back. The chloroform, Harry, Liam. I have to get out of here! I peeked over the ouch to see Liam, I hid in the corridor. The floor board squeaked a bit.
“Hello, love” Liam’s voice boomed from the sofa. He took a sip of tea, and turned around to see me. I froze with terror, and horror.
“Sleep well?” he said smirking. I sped to the door, and yanked, but it was locked. Damn it. How the hell was it locked, it had no lock on it, when Harry was attacking me…
“Don’t bother” he said shaking his head, and walking toward me.
“Wh-wh-where’s Harry? I want Harry” I said shaking taking a step back, pressing myself against the door, to avoid Liam touching me. He shook his head, and walke toward me once again until we where nose to nose.
“I thought you didn’t want Harry” he hisses wiping away the hot tear rolling down my cheek. I shook my head, and turned around to yank at the door once again.
“Please” I said with a small dying breathe. He shook his head in ‘fake’ sorrow, as if he felt sorry for me.
“Harry’s not coming back I’m afraid” he said taking a step back. He was playing with my emotions like a predator toying with it’s prey. Goosebumps raised all over my once soft skin, as I thought of Harry.
“Where’s Harry?” I spoke up crossing my arms, trying to scare him. He shook his head and chuckled.
“I told you he’s not coming back” he hissed again, taking another step towards me. The Goosebumps on my skin where rising and falling every second. Anger boiled inside me.
“Where is Harry?” I asked hissing at him, taking a step toward him. He took a step forward an smirked, again. I furrowed my eyebrows, in anger and sorrow all at once.
“He is not coming back, under stand that” he said slowly, pressing me to the door, I squirmed in his group. I heard muffled yells from a nearby room.
“HARRY?!” I screamed horrifically, looking in all directions. Which room, which damn room?!
“NO! YOUR MINE NOW, NO HARRY” He said forcing me to look at him. I shook my head pleading for mercy.
