Taken

Chapter 6 Part 1

OK so I realized I was kind of mean beofre demanding all of that stuff from you guys and Im really sorry. I promised someone earlier that if I reach 750 reads I would post I new chapter. I literally worked on this all day and Im really nervous about what you guys will think. Please don't judge me, just nobodys done anything like this before as far as I know and I know its really weird, but I wanted to try it. Let me know if it works or not.











Harry's P.O.V.



I was sitting In my rocking chair looking out the tiny window. Something didn't look quiet right though, it looked exactly the same outside as it did when I first got here.

The thought escaped my head my head immediately when my stomach made a sound of protest telling me I had to go to the bathroom right now. I ran to the bathroom, but before I could make it I could feel the tighty-whities she dressed me in start to fill. I was sooo embarrassed, I just crapped myself! I started to cry from the shame of it, I heard the door open, I swear she has a video camera in here.

"Harry?" She asked me seriously. "Did you have an accident?"

I shook my head, trying to convince myself I didn't.

"Don't lie to me Harry," She said in a dark tone, "Did you have an accident?"

I nodded my head sadly, Im still so confused on how this happened, my body gave me no warning. The only time that happened to me before was when she gave me..

"You gave me laxatives!!" I whisper shouted, I think I was losing my voice from not talking, and all the soap.

"Harry, Harry, Harry, when are you ever going to learn." She sighed and walked out of the room closing the door, She came back a minute later, rolling in what look like an adult changing table. Oh god oh god, NO SHE CAN'T DO THAT TO ME!!!

"Yes I can" She responded I had no Idea I said that out loud "Your mine now, forever and always you are mine." She came over to me and easily picked me up bridal style and laid me down on the table, I started to squirm and yell at her. She cuffed down my hands strapped a small pacifier on me and strapped down my head. She attached my ankles to two ends of a bar that hung from the ceiling, spreading them apart.

She started to undress me but instead of taking my clothes off, she just cut them off with the knife she kept in her back pocket. She threw my onesie into the diaper pail on the side of the table, along with my tighty-whities. She then put on gloves and went into the bathroom, she came back holding a big bowl of lukewarm water.

"Lift up your hips Harry" WHAT NO!! I tried to shake my head in protest but it wouldn't move with my head strapped down. She raised her fist and punched me in the gut, forcing me to raise up my hips. She slid the bowl under my bum, and started to clean my privet parts. Every time I squirmed she counted, I don't know why, but I didn't really care, nothing could be worse than this.

By the time she was done she had reached 33. She took the bowl out from under me.

"If I find that your butt even grazed that table, you will be in some seriously deep shit."

She walked back into the bathroom, and then left the room entirely. Keeping my butt off of the table turned out to be really hard. My stomach was sore from when she punched me, and I had almost completely lost all of my muscle. I started sweating and shaking, from the effort of keeping my hips up. I was just about to give up she walked back into the room and over to me.

"You can relax now."

I let my bum fall onto the table and started breathing heavily, that just took all of my energy, I feel completely week and exhausted. I could feel her drying off my bum and private parts. I heard a little "Beep" and the pole spreading my legs apart lifted.

"Bend you knees Harry darling." I obediently bent them. I realized now that I was in the perfect position for her to diaper me. I felt the baby oil spill on and her rub it in, which made me squirm from the cold.

"34" she said under her breath.

I stopped immediately. I felt the powder go on and I closed my eyes not wanting to see the diaper. I heard it though, the crinkling as she unfolded it and slid it under my bum. "Beep" down went the pole and my legs and my bum, straight onto the soft lining of the disposable diaper. I cringed as she taped it up.

"There all done, don't you look adorable? You just learned rule number 6 if you wet yourself before telling me you have to use the bathroom, you get diapered for a week."

A WEEK! I HAVE TO WEAR THIS FOR A WEEK!

"And you must use the diaper for its purposes, since you are obviously not able to control yourself."

"MMMMMHMMM!" which translated into, "YOU GAVE ME LAXATIVES YOU BITCH!"

"Don't be that way Honey! I know you'll love them, I bet you wont even want to go back to the big boy potty afterwards. Now lets get you dressed OK?" She said rubbing my stomach, it strangely comforted me. I nodded.

She un-cuffed my wrists and and put a navy blue onesie on me that had long arms but no legs. It was the kind that snapped at the crotch, so it was easier for her to take off the diaper. Then she removed my ankles from the bar and slide on a pair of the same color pants that had elastic around the waist and ankles. She then unstrapped my head and took off the pacifier. And clipped a new one onto my shirt. She then lifted me up and carried me on her hip like a little four year old, into the bathroom.

"Remember when you talked earlier?" I sat up straight in her arms I totally forgot about that.

"Yes? Ok well you know what the punishment is for talking don't you?" I nodded

"Since that was your third and fourth time breaking the punishment we are going to wash for 7 minutes." As she got the stuff out she kept talking. "3 minutes for the first time, and 4 for the second. You will get two pumps of soap, and two cups of water to wash your mouth out with Ok?" I nodded. She set me down on the counter and I could feel the diaper press against my bum.

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After she was done and had washed my mouth plenty, she picked me up again and brought me over to the rocking chair. She sat me in her lap and handed me a bottle of milk that she had prepared earlier.

"Drink up, I have I few things to tell you." I brought the nipple of the bottle to my mouth and sucked on it a, warm, thick creamy consistency filled my mouth. I really liked the way it tasted and I sucked for more.

"First thing is we have a new rule, rule number 7 is you are not allowed to walk, I am warning you on this one, because the punishment is very severe. You are not allowed to crawl or role anywhere and if I put you on the ground you either have to lie on your back on sit with your legs out in front of you."

I looked up at her as I sucked on the bottle.

"Second is when you are drinking out of a bottle you will suckle on it, not suck forcefully."

I began to suckle on it instead and I found that it came out easier.

"Third is I want you to know that I love you very very much, and everything I am doing to you is because I love you and I want to you to be as safe as possible. You need to forget about your old life this is your life now, isn't it relaxing? I bet there was a lot going on all time in your old life, wasn't there?" I nodded looking up at her what she was saying really comforted me and I relaxed in her arms.

"A lot of people making stuff up and asking you questions? No privacy at all and an endless amount of screaming and travel?" I nodded vigorously, she actually understands.

"I bet your friends aren't even looking for you Harry. I mean they would of found you by now." I looked up at her and I agreed with her, we can't be that far from home and the fans are like the CIA, they would have found me by now, if they had wanted to.
"Do you think so?" I nodded I had to admit I kind of agreed with her, when she wasn't punishing me she was really sweet and caring.
"Well your here now and you wont have to go through that ever again." She rubbed my thigh soothingly. "I love you Harry, mommy loves you, and wont ever let you have to go through that again. Why don't you go to sleep early today, you seem really tired, and we have a big day tomorrow." She lifted me on her hip and brought me over to my crib she laid me down and put a pair of big fluffy socks on my feet and rubbed them. She put my blanket over me and my pacifier in my mouth and kissed my forehead.

"Good night darling, Mommy loves you."

I grabbed the teddy bear that she had put in the crib and snuggled with it, I decided she need a knew name...Mommy.



Liam's P.O.V.



Were were really falling apart, were having trouble being ourselves. But we did what Harry told us to, were carrying on with our tour, and we split up his solos based on who could sing what. None of us took his What Makes You Beautiful solo though none of us wanted it. We play it of a track at the concerts and the music video plays behind us.

Last night was the first night Louis didn't cry during Harry's solo. Which was pretty impressive for how good of friends they were.

Right now we are uploading the video we were sent from the girl, to YouTube, know of us wanted to but we had to see if any of the fans could figure something out from it.

Right after it was put up we all got our phones out and tweeted

"Just uploaded this, was sent to Louis about three weeks ago call the police if you notice anything funny going on, thanks for you help and support:)"



After they tweeted Louis got up and went into his room Niall left for the kitchen and Zayn left for the balcony.

I just sat there staring of into space, when my ring tone went off telling me I had a call from Simon.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Liam?"

"Yeah its me, did you find anything?"

"Yes, actually we did"

"REALLY?!!? DID YOU FIND HIM? DO YOU KNOW WHERE? HIS IS IS HE ALRIGHT?"

The boys all came running towards me after I had been yelling. Asking me a bunch of questions I couldn't answer. I held up my hand silencing them.

"We don't know where he is, but we know where he was."

"What! Where was he? Is he gone? Where is he now?"

"He was in Louisiana In in the middle of nowhere, now, the police don't want you guys to come, but I think you might have a better sense of what happened to him than they would. So there are four first-class tickets booked for you at the airport right now under my name. The plane leaves in an hour and a half so get down there quick don't worry about packing just bring your phone, some money, a jacket and food for Niall, I'll see you in about six hours."

"Ok thanks Simon, bye"

"bye"



"Where Harry?"

"Is he alright?"

"Who was that?"

"I'll explain later, but everyone go get you phones, money, a Jacket and Niall bring extra money for food and I'll call a cab" I instructed

They all looked at me like I was crazy.

"I'll explain in the cab just go!"
They all ran off at the harshness in my voice, but hey drastic times call for drastic measures. I ran off to my room while dialing the cab company.

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*later in the cab*

"What the hell was that all about Liam?" Zayn asked me "Who called you?"

I took a deep breath and started,

"I don't want to get interrupted, so ask me questions after, Ok?" They all nodded so I continued.

"I was on the phone with Simon, he said that they found where Harry was, they don't know where he is now, but they know he was in a very rural part of Louisiana. They found where he was kept, and the police don't want us to go and see it for some reason, but Simon thinks that we could be of some help, since we know Harry so well. So he booked us four tickets to louisiana and were meeting him there in about 6 hours."

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*Later in Louisiana*

"Hi boys, how was you flight?" Simon greeted us outside the airport. I could see there was some people looking at us but respectively keeping there distance.

"It was fine, it was weird not having one of us left out, ya'know in the seats." Niall said nervously. I agree with him, normally one of us is left out.

"Yeah, I can understand that. get on in were heading straight down to the police station."

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*Later at the police station*

(sorry about all of these *laters* but the in between part is so boring)

Still Liams P.O.V.

We were all sat around Chief Donhoff's desk waiting for him to come in to talk to him. he was talking to Simon right now, more like arguing. But it seems that Simon won, as he always did, because Chief Donhoff came in and sat behind his desk.

"Now boys I really do not think it's right to have you see the place where Mr. Styles was kept, because I do not think it would do your mental heath any good. But Simon here has insisted that you see the place where Mr. Styles wa-"

"Harry." Louis butted in

"What"

"He would have wanted you to call him Harry"

"Ok then well from what we could tell Harry went through a lot, there were some pictures left behind, including the original copy of the picture you received as a text. We have them back at the scene and will show them to you when we get there. Also the place Harry was kept at seemed to be some kind of airport, it had a warehouse to keep the plan in, a runway and a tower judging by the skid marks left on the runway, he was either traveling North, East or South, which makes it a little easier for us to find him.

When we scanned the place for finger prints there were only two, one belonging to your friend, Harry and one belonging to this girl, Tanara Charlotte." He flipped his screen around and we saw her was literally perfect she had blond hair and grey blue eyes and was wearing the same pink top that she was in the video. I hated her guts, no matter how pretty she is.

"How old is she" Zayn asked

"Fourteen, but that is all we know about her we searched her last name, but it is a very common last name and there is know way to tell if any of them are involved or not."

There was a brief silence before Louis spoke up.

"Can we see where he was now?"

"Yes I suppose we can, its about a 2 hour drive from here, we will give you a police escort, and you can follow behind with Simon."

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(Later at the "Airport")

We had been driving for almost two hours and there was nothing but landscape on either side of us and the street had turned to dirt. We pulled up at this modern looking house of some sorts and and it was roped of, there were press and detectives and police and firemen and everything there.

When we go out of the car the press went crazy at us screaming questions, but it wasn't for long because we had a lot of police there and they got us inside fast. It was really weird inside, it was all really modern the kitchen, living room all the bedrooms. But the place they leaded us to was the basement. It made me gulp and shiver, it was getting colder with every step I took.

When we got down there, there was a small landing and one wooden door.

"Are you guys sure you want to see this?" Chief Donhoff asked us, his hand on the door.

We all nodded solemnly.

"Ok then. Well before we go in I just want to say that this is where 95% of Harry's prints are, there are a couple in that creepy pink room, but besides that, I think this is where he has been for the last month or so."

"Just let us in" Niall yelled getting impatient.

"Ok."

He opened the door and I gasped the room was a nursery, like for a baby, but everything was sized to fit Harry. The walls were painted a baby blue and there was a carpet in the middle of the room that had the ABC's on it. In one corner of the room there was a table of baby food and a high chair big enough for a man.

In another corner there was a twin sized crib that had bars on all sides and a the top, it also had a huge padlock on that was undone. There was a rocking chair in another corner by the dresser and on the table beside it there was an empty baby bottle. The worst part of the entire room was that there was a changing table taking up an entire side of the room. It had cuffs on it and a band that looked like it went over your head. At the and of the table there was a long pole with straps on either sides that was attached to the ceiling by a pulley. I wondered what it was for when I found I bright red button on the underside of the table. I pressed it.

"Beep"

Everyone looked over at me, and then at the bar as it slowly started to rise.

"What do you think thats for?" asked Niall

"I think its to get him in the right... position."

"What do you mean?"

"Its a changing table, for changing... Diapers."

everyone fell silent. Louis walked away.

"H-hey guy's" We heard Louis call.

"What Lou?"

"Come look at this"

We walked over and Louis was looking a a sheet of paper, posted to the back of the door. It read



Baby Harry's Punishments



If Baby Harry talks, he gets his mouth washed out with soap for one minute, plus one minute for every previous infraction. Number of infractions-4



If Baby Harry try's to steal food he gets spanked 10 times, plus ten spanks for every previous infraction. Number of infractions-6



If Baby Harry falls asleep before bedtime or more than 15 minutes after, he gets his onesie and his blanket taken away, and the window gets opened. number of infractions-13



If Baby harry goes to the bathroom without letting Mommy know, he is given laxatives. Number of infractions-1



If Baby Harry try's to sing, he gets his mouth washed for one minute, plus 1 minute for every previous infraction. And he gets an oversized pacifier strapped to his head until bedtime. Number of infractions-2



If Baby Harry doesn't make it to the toilet and has an accident, he gets diapered for one week, plus one week for every previous infraction. And no toilet rights. Number of infractions-1



If Baby Harry squirms when being diapered, he gets one whip with a belt. Number of infractions-34



If Baby Harry doesn't use his diaper during the night he is given laxatives and no toilet rights. Number of infractions-1



If Baby Harry tries to walk, crawl or roll anywhere, he

There was nothing else there we didn't know what the punishment was for that.

"Guys you realize that Harry's mouth was was washed out 6 times right?" Zayn said

"Yeah"

"That means it was washed out for a total of thirteen minutes"

"Yeah."

"GUYS! What if he can't sing?"

"Oh My God! Is that possible?" I asked know one in particular.

"Yeah, I could be" answered Simon from the door, "With that amount of time he could probably recover in a couple of months, but we don't know where he is. And we don't know, but I would bet that those rules will follow him wherever they take him, so we better hope he keeps his mouth shut tight. You guys also realize that he's probably crazy sick."

"Why would he be?"

"If he couldn't fall asleep at the right time thirteen times then that means for thirteen nights he had nothing on him except for, I guess... a diaper, or underwear. You can feel how cold it is down here, and those windows aren't really windows, they open up to televisions showing what it would look like outside at that time. Around them its just a ton of AC vents making this room almost freeze at night. If Harry isn't sick when we find him I will give you a thousand dollars." Simon says angrily stomping out the door and up the stairs.

We all look at each other. We knew he was right, we didn't want to believe it though.



So, did you like it? I know its so weird and strange and stupid, but I felt liked it worked. PLEASE tell me what you think even if you hated it. because I want to know if I should just delete it or keep going.


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