Kidnapped by Harry Styles!

Chapter 15

"Ok, we got onto a bad foot twice." I said sitting down next to Harry. He shot his head up and look at me. He had a confused look on his face, I was confused at myself to, to be honest. I have no idea why I am doing this but I feel as it is  necessary  to try to truths with him. I'm not going to et out of this hell hole any other way. "I will be more nice to you, only if you're more nice back. I'm tired of feeling like shit everyday because of you." 

Harry was considering my idea. He gunned to himself with one hand on his chin. If I didn't just get kidnapped, twice, from him I would say he is cute. 

"That sounds fair, but. " he paused and took a deep breath.  "No more running away." I didn't know what I should do.  He is being honest and fair to me but I wanted to get out of here. I couldn't promise him but I agreed. I wasn't entirely sure if I was going to stick to my saying though. 

Zayn is suppose to come over soon so he can give the boys more direction. He's going to have Luke help them out too. I didn't like Luke. Not just because he ratted me out to Harry, there is just something not right about him. 

I stood up and walked to Harry's closet. "Is there anything that doesn't involve booty shorts and a crop top that I can wear?" I asked digging through all the clothes they got me. Harry was now sitting bu his desk with his reading glasses on. He looked up with a smirk on his face. 

"Nope. Sorry love, that's all we got you." He pickled his lips and I made a frustrated groan to myself. I just remembered about the cuts on my thighs and knew that there was no way I'm wearing anything that even shows my legs. 

"Do you have any makeup by any chance?" I asked, I could cover up my thighs with makeup if they had any.

"Yeah." Harry said with his eye brows raised. "In my sisters room, down the hall, last door to the right." He held his finger in the air and moved it in all different directions. I smiled and thanked him before leaving his room. "But wait." He said stopping me at the front of the doorway. I stopped in my tracks confused. "Who says I'm going to allow you to put on any makeup?" He asked wile walking over to me. Once close, he slid his finger down my cheek. He moved his head in awe wile I stood stiff, unsure of what to do. 

"I won't put much on. I just want to look. I get bored easily." I said wile biting my lip. Harry grinned wile moving his finger away from my cheek and onto my chin. He moved my head to face him. 

"You're so beautiful, you know." Harry whispered faintly. I could only smile not knowing what to do. He leaned in for a kiss and before I could oblige his lips were on mine. He stopped when I wasn't kissing back. "Kiss me" he groaned  I did what I was told and kissed him back. He wasn't that bad of a kisser. In fact he has gotten better then the last time we kissed. 

I jumped on Harry's wast and he pinned me against the wall. I get butterflies in my stomach and I didn't know how far I was going to take this. Harry moaned in my mouth before tugging at my shorts. 

"No Harry," I said breaking the kiss. "Once they leave. Let me go look presentable and later, once it's only us we can do that." I said butting my lip. I definitely didn't want sex with Harry and I didn't want him swing my thighs. Harry groaned and put me down.