I slowly walk down the street, not sure if I could make it to the house. It was awful, everything hurt.
I wrap my arms around myself, bending over, staring at the sidewalk as I continue to walk down the unfamiliar road.
I knew it was a bad idea to leave the house without my phone, Harry even warned me about it. But I don't listen.
"No, I will only be 10 minutes." I had said to Harry while walking out the door.
I'm pretty sure it's been hours. Its dark now and none of these houses look familiar.
I spot a gas station and decide to walk in and ask for directions. As I walk in, I get dirty looks while walking up to the cashier.
He tells me where to go and I walk out of the place quickly. I get on the road and the house comes into view, a single light on is all I see from down the street.
When I come up the walk way, I see Harry through the window rush towards the door.
"Y/N! Where have you been?" He asks, shutting the door.
I burst into tears, wrapping my arms around him.
"Harry!" I sob. "He took me.."
"What? Who took you?"
"I don't know! He... He..." I can't get the words out but thankfully Harry figures it out so I don't have to say it.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Y/N.." He apologizes, pulling me closer to him.
