I freeze for a second when I realize Harry Styles is the one kidnapping me, but right when he starts pulling me toward the car, I try wrestling out of his grasp. Doesn't work. He has a good grip on my neck. He takes a cloth out of his pocket with his free hand. NO NO NO NO! FRIGGIN CHLOROFORM! NOOOOOOOOOO! NOT AGAIN! I can't get myself out of his grip. Oh. God. I try to scream, but the scream is immediately muffled by the cloth going over my nose and mouth. I hold my breath. "Shhhhh. Breathe. In through your nose, out through your mouth" he instructs, holding the cloth to my face. I try to shake my head. I shall not take a breath! Soon my lungs are burning from lack of oxygen. I have to breathe. "NO! DON'T. TAKE. A. SINGLE. BREATH! ALYSSA! NO!" I scold myself silently. I give in. I can't not breathe anymore. I breathe through my nose. I'm a nose breather so... Even if I did just breathe through my mouth, it wouldn't be... Well... I can't not breathe through my nose, lets just say that. I smell the sweet smell of the chloroform. It invades my nose and I feel myself start to fall into the grasp of unconsciousness. "Atta girl" Harry says gently. I breathe again, feeling myself slip into darkness. The last thing I feel is myself being tied up and tape going over my mouth, then being placed into a car. I hear the door close and then hear the engine come to life, then I'm totally gone.
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I wake up and I'm tied to a chair. Ugh! I TOTALLY JINXED MYSELF BY THINKING I WOULDN'T BE KIDNAPPED! I'm dumb. Harry walks into the room. "Hello beautiful. Sleep well?" I stare at him. I don't want to fangirl because, well I don't know... Maybe because HE JUST KIDNAPPED ME! "Hi" I try to say, but my mouth is still taped shut. "Oh. Yeah. Forgot about the tape" he nods, walking over to me and ripping the tape off. "OWWWWWW! Couldn't give me any warning?!" I yelp, rubbing my mouth. "Sorry, but you DID stab me in the leg then knee me in the balls" he shrugs. "Well YOU kidnapped ME!" I shot back. I was arguing with Harry Styles... Not something you can say everyday. "Ya know... I would expect if I kidnapped a girl, which obviously I did, then she would freak out, not only because I'm friggin Harry Styles, but also maybe because she got kidnapped?" Harry comments. "Well I'm actually obsessed with One Direction if you'd like to know and I'm not fangirling because well um... You kidnapped me. And secondly, I'm not freaking out because you kidnapped me because I've been kidnapped 3 times. I'm actually surprised you haven't heard of me, I've been on the news lets see... When I first got kidnapped, when I escaped, when I got kidnapped again and then when I escaped again, and then when I got kidnapped a third time and when I escaped... And then when I did an interview about 2 months ago. So.... 7 times I've been on TV" I raise an eyebrow and nod. "Oh I know who you are. But not just from the news" he crosses his arms and smirks. "W-what?" I was a little scared now, I'll admit to that. "Welllllllllllllll... I've been watching you since you were 12 and-" I cut him off. "Wait. You aren't that much older than I am... If you've been watching me since I was 12, you were only 14... That's just... I don't know..." I shake my head because I don't know where I'm going with that. "So?" He shrugs. Ok... I'm officially creeped out now. "So you wanna untie me?" I ask. "I don't know... Maybe, maybe not" he smirks. Ugh. This can take a while...
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"Thank you" I smile as I move my wrists and ankles in circles. I finally got him to untie me. I just had to turn on the old Alyssa Reese charm. Seriously, it works REALLY well. "You're welcome" he grins and I think I see something flicker in his green eyes. Is it.... No. It can't be. I'm being a dumb fangirl. "Well um... Now what?" I shrug, standing up only to collapse from my numb legs. Harry caught me. "Thanks" I bat my eyelashes. I should probably get on his good side so nothing... Unmentionable happens. I know from experience. "Yup. And I don't really know... I've never kidnapped someone before" he laughs. "Harry, can I ask you something?" I sigh. "Sureeeee" he says. "Ok... Why me?" I ask, gazing up into his beautiful green eyes. "Becausssseeee" he says nervously. "Becaussssseeee why?" I push. "Well because... I.... Ok I saw you walking home from school one day and I felt an instant connection and I wanted you to be mine" he finally says. "Awwww. Harry that's so sweet" I blush. "But... You could've just talked to me about it instead of kidnapping me" I shake my head, still blushing. "Yeah. I'm really sorry about that. I just didn't know how to talk to you about it so I kinda... Just well you know" he laughs lightly. Before I know what's happening, he grabs my hands and pulls me close to him. I don't resist. It's a bad idea to ever resist when you're kidnapped. Sorry, instinct is kicking in. "You're beautiful Alyssa" he whispers into my hair. "Thank you. You're not so bad looking yourself" I breathe. "Why thank you" he smiles, pressing his lips to mine. Oh. My. BEJESUS! Harry Styles is kissing me!!!!! WHAT THE HELL?! Is this gonna turn out badly? Probably. My suspicions are confirmed when he slips my jeans off and pulls my shirt off and throw them to the side. We move closer and closer to the bed until he lays me down and he's on top of me. I can't stop him. I won't stop him. I don't WANT to stop him... I think I'm in love with my kidnapper. This is a first...
