It seemed like hours. Hours of crashing, yelling, banging.... All coming from harry. Hours I'd spent crying my eyes out in complete darkness, afraid for my life. What would happen if he found me? Would I die? Surely I would..
Only one thing confused me, though. Why on earth had Harry freaked out over such a simple thing as a room? What was so special about it? I sat pondering for a while, until my eyelids began to droop. I fell asleep huddled against the wall, as the sound of footsteps approached me.
*4 hours later* I sat up quickly, looking around in alarm. I wasn't in the closet where I'd remembered falling asleep.....instead I was in the bedroom is woken up in this morning. How had I ended up in here? It didn't take me long to figure out how, as soft footsteps silently approached the door. I sat for a moment, holding my breath as all noise stopped. Suddenly, the door silently pushed open, and I threw my head back on the pillow, my eyes slamming shut. I wasn't ready just yet to take a punishment.
My breathing quickened as his footsteps approached me, his weight causing the floorboards to creak here and there. I listened as the footsteps stopped abruptly, directly next to me. I could feel his eyes boring into my body. I laid as still as I could, my heart beating rapidly against my chest. It seemed like forever until finally the creaking of the floorboards could be heard again. He must be leaving. I continued to lay as still as possible, until suddenly, two rough hands grasped my wrists, yanking me up. "I know you're awake," he called, my eyes fluttering open from shock. I was left staring into the emerald green eyes I'd come accustomed to seeing so much of these past few hours. I expected them to be flared up and on fire, as they had been a few hours ago. But instead, they were soft, and shiny, peering into me.
"Please," I begged, my voice coming out as a small whisper, "don't hurt me." The grip on my wrists loosened at my words, his eyebrows raising a little. My body shook with fear as he stood from his kneeling position, towering over my trembling body. He looked down at me with sad eyes. "I won't hurt you. I promise," he replied, taking my hand in his. I felt a sudden burst of electricity shoot through my body, causing me to snap my hand away. I looked up, Harry's eyes alight with an energy of some sort. He sat down next to me on the plush bed, takin my shoulders and shoving me into him. "I'm not going to hurt you. Do you understand?" He whispered, sending chills up my spine. Before I could answer, his head dipped forward, lips lightly brushing my jaw. My breath hitched in my throat, as I desperately tried to shove him away. I was unsuccessful however, his strong, muscular arms keeping me close to his body as his lips hovered over my ear. We stayed like that a moment, until he whispered, "I'm not going to hurt you Annie." He hesitated a moment after, almost unsure of what to do next. The tears continued to stream down my face as he pulled away.
"Look at me," he commanded, cupping my chin in his hand. "Don't be afraid of me. I'm not going to hurt you. I've gotten no orders to, and honestly I don't want to. I need you to stop crying." I nodded my head, trying to control the water leaking from my eyes.
"I didn't mean to make you mad. I just.... I was curious," I mumbled, suddenly feeling very......uncomfortable. He sighed, shutting his eyes. "I know. But please. Please never..... Never go into that room again. I'm serious," he mumbled, my hand still wrapped in his. I nodded, deciding I wouldn't ask the follow up question to that. We sat in silence a moment, harry trying to control his breathing. I watched as his frown finally broke Into a small smirk.
"Fuck, if were already like this within the first 24 hours I'm afraid to see what's going to happen between us within the next month!" He joked, smiling up at me. I couldn't help but return a small smile, slowly taking my hand from his and looking down at my feet.
"Well... It's about 6:00 now... I can take you out to dinner if you want?" He offered, rather shyly.
"I'm not actually that hungry.... But thanks," I replied, lying down on the bed on my side. I waited for the sound his footsteps as he left... But they never came.
"You've gotta eat. You haven't eaten since this morning. Come on," he urged, lightly turning me to face him. I shook my head no, avoiding eye contact with him. Truth is... I was hungry. But I didn't want to eat. I didn't want to move. I was afraid. Deathly afraid of this mesmerizing boy who had kidnapped me.
"Alright. Suit yourself. But if you get hungry, I'll be downstairs." He sighed, standing up and heading out the door. I nodded, lying back down and staring up at the ceiling. I slowly reached up, my finger running over the tingling sensation left at the place where Harry's lips had accidentally grazed. I felt the butterflies erupt in my stomach at the memory of what had only happened seconds ago. What was wrong with me? Why was I feeling like this?! I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to figure out the antidote for this strange feeling I had. I couldn't like harry..... He kidnapped me for gods sake. Sure, he was breathtakingly beautiful, and kinder than most kidnappers I would've thought but...... I'm engaged. I'm in love with Jack. I laid there pondering between the two for a while until suddenly, a delicious scent filled my nostrils. I sat up, my mouth watering. It smelled of cooked hamburger meat. My stomach grumbled as the smell continued to waft through my senses. "Maybe...." I whispered to myself. Maybe just a bite to eat wouldn't matter. I was starving, and let's face it, I knew good would make me feel better. I battled with myself for a good five minutes until deciding to go downstairs and eat. Even if that meant I had to eat with Harry.
----------------------------------------------
Thank you all so much for 1.6k reads!!(: so sorry I haven't posted in a few days:/ I was in the homecoming parade today and had to decorate a huge float! Love you all(: I'll update again on Saturday. Don't forget to comment vote and follow!(;
YOU ARE READING
Deception (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
FanfictionAnnie Porter has everything she's ever dreamed of. Her parents are rich, her fiancé is gorgeous, and her life is perfect. But she's in for a big surprise on her wedding day when stranger, Harry Styles, kidnaps her from the ceremony. Annie begins to...