The Kidnapper//h.s.✔️

Chapter 16 - Returning Home

"You're not getting rid of me that easy."
He said loudly so I could hear him over one of the window's shattering. Within the distance I heard sirens coming closer and closer with each passing moment, but I didn't let go of Harry.

The Next Morning

I wake up on a soft couch and for a second I think i'm still in my living-room; waking up from a nightmare. But I suddenly hear loud footsteps entering the room and my eyes open slowly. They felt swollen and I could barely tilt my head up to see the boy. I could tell from looking at his boots; it was Harry.

I sit up, and he walks around the small coffee table and sits next to me. He hands me a small icepack and I put it against my forehead. My head hurts really bad and I let out a light grown as it touches my skin.

"Where am I?"

I manage to ask

"Don't you recognize it?"

He asks and I realize; i'm in their hidden house in the woods. No one knows i'm here, besides the boys.

"Yes i do."

I answer and he smirked to himself.
Suddenly, I hear a low bark and Augustus runs towards me from the other room. Louis was shortly behind him with a squeaky toy and he greets me kindly.

I pet my dog and he tried to jump on me, but I wince from the force on my legs and he jumped down and licked my hand. Louis called him back and Augustus ran over to him.

I lean my head back onto the top of the couch and turned to face Harry. I looked at his neck and there was a large and painful burn mark. It looked even more painful under his shirt. His eyes were swollen just like mine from the smoke and I shift my body closer to his.

"I'm sorry."

He says sincerely; looking down at his hands. I couldn't pretend not to care, it was almost impossible. I loved my parents. They were strict, but aren't all parents strict at times? I shift even closer to him and end up wrapping my arms lightly around his waist. I close my eyes again

"I miss them."

I tell him truthfully and I feel his arms wrap around me; like a bear.

"I know how you feel,"

He responds and I look up at him.

"Nothing lasts forever."

He says and I slowly pull away.
There was a short pause and I glance at his burns again. I touch his chest and pull down the collar of his shirt. It was gruesome and he winced badly; his jaw clenched and his chest tightened.

"You need to go to a hospital."

I point out, but he lets out a little sarcastic laugh.

"What's so funny?"

I ask and he looks at me with an eyebrow raised.

"I can't, they'll recognize me."

He says casually

"Why?"

I ask and he looks away

"That's not up for discussion."

I roll my eyes. Suddenly, Liam walks into the room and he looked concerned.

"Catherine, I need to talk to you."

He announces and I sit up slowly. When my feet touch the floor, the pressure of my legs holding my body weight causes me to fall forward slightly and I grab onto the side of the couch.

Liam turned to walk out of the room and I followed him. We walked up the stairs slowly, and he stopped in front of a small bedroom and his hand went out; letting me enter before him. Once I walked inside, so did he and he shut the door quietly.

"What are y-"

I begin to say, but i'm cut off by Liam rushing towards me and kissing me hard. I was speechless and try to pull away, but his arms wrap around my waist; keeping me extremely close.
His lips pull away from mine.

"I'm in love with you."

He confessed and my eyes open wide. He can't love me.

"No you don't."

I respond and he gives me a look that I could barely describe. He looked hurt

"Yes I do."

He said loudly and leaned in again to kiss me, but I turn my head to the side. His arms around me loosen slowly and I look up at him. 

"I'm sorry"

I whisper softly and my eyes begin to water. I back away slowly and began turning around to walk out.

"How can you love him?!"

He shouts, making me turn to look at him. His hand was stretched out in front of him with desire and his eyes were bloodshot. I could almost smell the jealousy in him. 

I didn't know how to answer his question. Do I really love Harry? Why would he think that? The real question still awaits me: How can I love an arrogant boy who is obsessive, alluring and menacing? How can I love the boy who kidnapped me?