Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Olivia's POV

There wasn't really much thing to do yesterday. Harry didn't talk to me or come out of his room for the rest of the day. Today is just ending like how it was yesterday,

"We're going to a party. Get dressed" I heard Harry say from outside my room.

Or maybe not.

I was about to fall asleep but Harry had to interrupt me. What party are we even going? Why so sudden? Am I even invited? Why did he want me to come with him? What should I wear? I have lots of questions going on in my mind but I stopped to look for something to wear.

I opened my bag and sighed. I only have a dress, shirt, shorts and pajamas left. I don't think wearing shorts and a shirt at a party is appropriate. I don't even know what kind of party we're going. I don't want to wear a dress either because I know there will be lots of boys at the party so I will feel uncomfortable if I wear a dress.

So the first and last option is the pajamas.

I went to the bathroom and changed into my pajamas. I went out of the room and saw Harry sitting on the couch in the living room. When he noticed my presence, he had this look on his face that I couldn't comprehend.

"I told you to change" He said.

"I did" I said.

"Are you fücking kidding me right now?" He asked.

"I'm not" I said.

"It's not a sleepover or a pajama party. Wear something suitable" He said.

"I don't have any clothes left" I said.

"C'mon, there's gotta be something else. A girl wouldn't own 2 to 5 pieces of clothing in her whole life. There's gotta be more" He said.

"I told you I don't have many clothes. Besides not all people are well-off to buy hundreds of clothing" I said.

"Damn it. You should've told me and reminded me to buy you clothes" He said.

Remind? So does that mean he was planning to buy me clothes?

"You should just go by yourself and I don't think I'm invited so-" Before I could even finish, he interrupted me.

"Did you forget that you were kidnapped by my friends and you could have the chance to escape if I leave you alone?" He said.

"No, not at all. I'm not going to escape, I promise. Besides, I don't have a place to go" I said.

"That's not for you to decide so whether you like it or not, you'll come with me" He said.

"I'll come with you but if you just let me wear my pajamas" I said and he chuckled but he quickly became serious.

"Who even wear pajamas to a party? Unless, it's a pajama party then that's acceptable but I told you already that it's not a pajama party" He said.

"What kind of party are we going to then? I only have a dress, shorts and shirt" I said.

"Wear the dress. No more questions and complaints" He said sternly.

"But-" I was about to tell him that I bought that dress almost 2 years ago and I haven't worn it ever since so I don't think it would fit me but his looks made me stopped talking and I hurriedly went upstairs to change.

I grabbed the dress in my bag and looked at it. It was a black lace dress with long sleeves and the back of it was a bit exposed. I checked the length of the dress and it was not alright. It was too short for me. It was a mid thigh dress. I was really hoping that it would reach my knee if I pull it down but it didn't. If I try to pull it down again I don't think it's not going to get ripped off so I just tried to ignore how uncomfortable I am with the length.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I look like a mess right now. I fixed my ponytail and wear my flat shoes before I went downstairs because Harry was already shouting my name.

When I went downstairs, Harry didn't even look at me and he headed for the door already. He suddenly stopped before reaching the door so I also stopped walking and following him. He looked at me for a second and cursed under his breath.

"I forgot about the handcuffs so don't try to do anything stupid while we're in the car and as for the handkerchief to cover your eyes, it's in my pocket and I'll put it on you when we're in the car. Do you understand?" He said and I nodded.

I didn't say anything but my mind has a lot to say. What's the point of all of this? It's been almost 2 weeks since I've been in his house but he haven't done anything to me. Even kissing me. I'm not complaining though. It's just that I keep on thinking, Why can't he just let me go? I'm useless.

I've been wanting to escape ever since they kidnapped me but it got harder for me because of the cameras surrounding Harry's house and the fact that even if I succeed going out of this place, I wouldn't know where I am or where to go.

I really want to escape because it's better to be out of here than being with him or in his control. Even if he haven't done anything to me these past few days, I still don't trust him so that's why I want to escape because I'll never know what will happen to me next whenever he's around.

Harry grabbed my wrist and pushed me inside the car quickly. Maybe he's thinking that I would run away but I'm not going to do that in the middle of nowhere. He got inside the car and wrapped the handkerchief around my eyes.