Kidnapped by Harry Styles!

Chapter 20

WARNING SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER AND SPOIL ALERT IN THE END SHE FINDS OUT SHE HAS FEELINGS!!!!!!😱😱😱😱😱😱

"You know, I honestly thought I could trust you Britney!" Harry snapped at me. We were upstairs in a bedroom wile the others went to go do something, they said it had something to do with Jack kidnapping me. Of course they didn't trust me home alone so they left Harry with me. Out of all the people they had to leave Harry. Harry definitely scared me and I don't trust him at all.

"What did you expect me to do? Honor you for kidnapping me? Remember you were the one that decided to rob my job and kidnap me." I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes at him. I'm so sick of this, what did I do so horrendous that made me get kidnapped.

"It's not my fault you were there, maybe if you left early you wouldn't have gotten kidnapped." Harry threw his arms in the air wile looking outside. He was wearing skinny jeans and a black button up shirt. If you thought about it he definitely didn't look like a kidnapper. He was what, 24? Nobody would ever point to him as a kidnapper. I know I wouldn't. And that was the scary part, there are people all around you and people judge everyone. If you saw an attractive guy out in the street, you would never suspect him as a kidnapper. But if there was an old guy who didn't look that attractive, the first thing out of your mind would probable be "that guy is a bad person." When he could be a loving guy.

"Well sorry for getting in the way of your plans! You're so pathetic. Just let me go! You did before, then you decided to kidnap me again! What the fuck was with that? What am I, a toy to you?" I stood up and left the room not wanting to deal with this. Harry stormed after me just like he did this morning.

"I was nice to you! I got you a dress and let you go to one of our parties!" I scoffed and clapped my hands, Harry grew madder.

"Wow, yeah and right after that you were an ass." I stated.

"Yeah, I'm an ass. I'm such an ass that I held you last night when you had a fit! Does that make me look like an ass?" I didn't have anything to say. He was right. "I'm not letting you in on anything because that will ruin the whole plan. You will get in the way and you're making it hard enough." He continued.

"I didn't have a fit,and I didn't ask for your help! I wouldn't be in the way if you aren't a bitch." Harry must have lost it then because he pushed me against the wall. "You better shut the fuck up! I will kill you right now if you say another goddamn word." His face was hot and he was breathing super heavily. My hand started shaking as I saw the gun in his pocket.

"I'm sorry, please don't." I sobbed. Harry looked at me up and down before smirking and letting me go. I jump into his hold giving him a hug and sobbing in his shoulder. Harry was dumbfounded. He was frozen and didn't move a muscle. I kept mumbling apologies and saying how dumb I was acting. Wile he was distracted I grabbed his gun and quickly got out of the hug and held the gun to him.

"Looks like you got yourself under control." I smirked, Harry reached in his pocket before he mumbled "shit" and lifted his arms up.

"You won't shoot me, you don't have the balls. Give me the gun before you regret it." He said standing still. I shook my head and cocked the gun. Honestly I couldn't kill him. I was scared to death. I've never even held a gun before. I've seen people use it in movies but I've never touched one in real life, except now.

"Back away from me." I said pointing the gun at his head. He chuckled wile talking a step closer. I backed into the other wall, my hands were solidly on the gun and straight forward. Harry kept creeping close.

Harry gently reached his hand out onto my face, I was confused at what he was doing and I was scared.  His hand gently grazed my cheek, I lowered the gun and Harry took one step closer to me. There was only an inch of space between us.