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Chapter 3

I woke up, the sunlight seeping through the window. I tried getting up, confused on where I was, when I felt the force of a strong arm protectively wrapped around me. 

I looked down to see Harry lying asleep next to me. He looks kind of cute when he's not being an arrogant, blood sucking arsehole. Although inconveniently that happens to be most, correction, all of the time.

I rolled my eyes just thinking about it and removed his body from mine.

Ugh for god sake, could he be any heavier?

Finally I managed to get him off me and I climbed out of bed.

I screamed as I looked up seeing Harry standing right in front of me. What the hell!?

"You scared me!" I sort of yelled, annoyed about the mini heart attack he had just given me.

"Where do you think you are going?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me.

"Away from you." I scoffed.

I walked away but he was suddenly in front of me once more. Seriously!?

"Dude stop doing that!" I said again. Is he trying to kill me?

"Don't go thinking you can escape Hayley because if you do, I will find you and punish you. I also won't hesitate to hurt your family either," he spoke, a sinister smirk playing on his lips, "believe it or not, I'm not a very good person. So don't even think about it because I swea..."

I interrupted him.

"I was actually just going to the toilet, but I appreciate the concern big guy." I spoke with an edge of sassiness attached as I patted his chest twice, walking around him.

Some people are so dramatic. I heard him growl as I entered the bathroom, probably slightly embarrassed.

I smirked to myself thinking about it as I shut the door behind me. I walked over to the mirror and examined myself.

My hair isn't too bad, and this top could look worse. I turned my face to the side to examine the bruise forming on the side of my face.

Yay.

I walked out of the bathroom once I was done where I met Harry. Another unnecessary and useless encounter. I sighed as I knew he was about to rage as I opened the bedroom door.

"Where are you going now?" he asked.

"To take drugs and run away to candy land." I smiled, tilting my head to one side.

He glared at me.

"Downstairs." I answered properly.

"Not like that you're not." Harry spoke eyeing my up and down.

Excuse me? I gave him one of my signature 'fuck off' looks but he just carried on talking.

"All the boys are down there. I don't want them starting at what's mine." He smirked.

That stupid smirk.

"Put some bottoms on before you come downstairs." He said seriously, looking me dead in the eye before walking out of the room himself.

I sighed.

I looked around noticing a suitcase...wait a minute MY suitcase.

How one earth did this get here? One of the boys must have gone to get it in the night.

I opened it and sorted through my clothes looking at what they had packed, which seemed to be my whole wardrobe. I see they are planning on keeping me hostage for a while.