Restricted (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

Harry's POV

Ariana is in so much danger.

Basically -- I ordered my men to conduct an investigation on Katherine and Robert. They were acting extremely strange, so I figured it was worth a shot to find out what they were doing.

We found out something horrid.

"Louis, what did you find out?" I questioned the young officer, watching intently as he rummaged through the papers in anxiousness. He seemed very nervous, but I couldn't blame him -- I was his boss.

"Um.. I found out some terrible information." Louis stated in a low murmur. I stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

He didn't, so I encouraged him in a breathy sigh. "Go on."

"Well, you see, Robert is part of the CIA -- according to his file." He sifted through the papers once more, pulling out another one. "As you know, sir, the CIA is much more powerful than us."

I nodded. He wasn't helping my ego here... "What are you trying to imply?"

"Well, he has the power to do whatever he wants." Louis pressed his lips into a thin line, his eyes flickering to mine nervously. "I know how you're obsessed with that girl -- I forgot her name."

"Ariana." I muttered. Louis was like my wingman or whatever, I told him almost everything. "Yes, I know. Continue."

"Well..." He sighed, brushing an invisible lint off his shoulder. "Please, please don't be mad, sir. But --"

"Don't give me cliffhangers." I scolded frustratedly. "Tell me now."

"Robert -- he's.. he's after Ariana." Louis whispered. I kept my composure, even though inside I was burning like the fiery pits of fucking hell. "Katherine is giving Ariana to Robert in exchange to have him make you jealous so you'd love Katherine."

"So how did you find out all this?" I asked, multiple emotions brewing inside of me like a blizzard. I was pissed the fuck off, yet afraid for my baby girl.

"I read their text messages." Louis grinned, proud of himself. "And remember those tape recorders you gave me? Well, I did as you said, sir, I got Detective Liam to place them in their house. They're sex buddies or something, yet Katherine's all over you who is all over Ariana who has a stalker --" He coughed conspicuously. "Robert."

"So you're telling me that Katherine doesn't feel love for her own daughter?" I asked, bewildered. What the fuck was going on?

"No," Louis took a deep breath. "You know why?"

"Why?" I breathed, running my hands through my wild, matted hair nervously.

"Katherine -- uh, Katherine isn't her real mother."

Holy shit.

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Ariana's POV

I unlocked the door to my house as silently as possible. When I got in, I saw Robert and Katherine talking in hushed whispers in the living room.

"She's very obedient, that -- oh, hi Ariana!" Robert burst into song at the sight of me walking into the room.

"Hi," I murmured, setting my things down on the couch. "How are you?"

"Fantastic." Robert reciprocated the tone of my voice. "How was school?"

Usual.

Boring.

Useless.

Literally just boring.

"It was good." I nodded, debating on whether I should say anything about Harry or not. Lately, he's been acting -- very unlike Harry.

I should tell them about Harry. It's the right thing to do -- right?

"About Harry-" I started, but immediately, I became speechless when Harry came out of the bathroom. His lips were pressed into a thin line at the sight of me, and I swallowed my words. Holy fucking flying shit.

"Hi, Harry!" My mum beamed, turning around to stare at Harry.

Harry didn't even look at her nor Robert. "Hi."

"Uh.. Hi Harry." I murmured nervously, rubbing my arm to rid myself of the obvious goosebumps that were currently forming. Harry forced a breathy chuckle followed by a 'hello.'

I'm so screwed here -- maybe I could try to come up with a plausible lie.

"What were you going to say about Harry?" Mum asked breathily, her eyes darting to Harry's. Harry didn't look at her, he was silent, awaiting my response. Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shi-

"Say what?" Harry interrupted, his voice sickeningly sweet. Oh my goodness, this isn't good.

"You're really nice." I cringed when the words left my mouth. It was a horrible lie, it wasn't even believable. I was pretty fucking sure Harry read me quite well. I was definitely going to get it later.

I was extremely tense when Harry laughed -- a laugh that was obviously forced.. again. "Oh, Ariana. You're lovely."

"So Harry told me he was a cop chief (a/n: idk what the head of police things are called please go with it until i find out the word ok ilysm thanks)!" Mum exclaimed, smiling dreamily. Robert stayed next to her, tense.

Oh goodness.

"That's so cool!" I put a little too much emphasis on the last word. I sounded like a true bitch.

"I know. He said he wouldn't mind taking you out some day." Mum's voice deflated at the end, as if she was jealous of me or something -- that was impossible because she had Robert.

"I could take her out right now, if s'fine with you." Harry muttered, making my heart drop to my stomach. Oh.

"Uh, actually, right now, we need her for something." Mum murmured, shooting a glance at me -- like she loathed me. "So if you don't mind leaving, I'd want you to stay but we need you to-"

"No." Harry said in a low hiss. "I'd like to stay -- to see you, Katherine."

My mum blushed a deep shade of red. "Oh, Harry."

Robert cleared his throat. "I'd appreciate it if you've left-"

"I won't do anything." Harry chuckled, coming over to discreetly swat my butt.

Why would he even...

"We'll leave then. Come on, Katherine." Robert muttered frustratedly, grasping Mum's hand and pulling her to the front door. She paused by the couch to grab her purse and immediately went outside with Robert.

I stayed quiet, as did Harry, until I heard the faint sound of an engine roaring to life and speeding down the driveway.

"I-I wasn't going to tell the-" I began to lie, but Harry beat me to it.

"Ariana, listen to me." Harry demanded, capturing my chin in his strong grasp. I cowered back in fear, although I made no progress. He was so, so intimidating, and he scared me to the death. I didn't want him to know, but he was well aware of it, as was I. There was no point in hiding it. "Didn't I tell you to not tell your mother or her, her, disgusting husband about this."

He shouldn't be telling me this, since well, they're my parents. I nodded anyways, tears burning at the corner of my eyes. "I won't, Harry, I promise I won't."

"Very, very good." He hummed in approval, a glistening in his eyes before he released me from his grip. "Pack your stuff, I'll be here again at three, afterschool."

"What? Why? How do you know what time I get off-" I started.

"Shh, don't question me." he said quietly before a smirk graced his lips, leaving me speechless. He seemed to be keeping something from me, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't something good. "Remember, three o' clock tomorrow, afterschool. Don't you dare try to run away, or I'll find you myself. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I do." I mumbled obediently, a skill I learned from my teacher. She would correct anyone who used "yeah," or "what?" This seemed to satisfy Harry, for he kissed my forehead and walked away from me, grabbing his keys in the process.

I knew I had to make a run for it, even though this was my house and my family wasn't at a really huge risk. I was afraid, and whenever I was, I tended to run away from my problems.

I skidded to Harry, eyeing him cautiously while he was distracted on his iPhone and I walked out the front door. I looked back and the door was wide open, with Harry nowhere in sight. I sighed in relief and decided to move in temporarily with Melina, because she was one of my best friends and I'm pretty sure she'd understand.

Plus, I doubt my mum really cared. She was too infatuated with her money, her alcohol, Robert, and her popularity status. Mum were all about elegance and ettiquette, telling me to use my manners and to never drink alcohol although she never followed her own rules.

I quickly scanned the list on my phone and Melina's name and phone number was there in bold letters. Her name always stood out to me because she was usually the person I always went to for support, guidance, and anything you could possibly ask for. She was like a mother, friend, and kid in one person.

Except she was better.

I pressed on the 'call' button, and Melina picked up on the second ring, her breezy voice chattering in puffs of words. "Oh, my God, Ariana, guess wha-"

She didn't get to finish her sentence. "Melina. Melina, could I stay with you for a few weeks, because oh my goodness, it's so hard to explain and it's so terrifying, I just can't cope and I need to escape, and-"

"What are you doing?" Harry's voice said calmly from behind me. I let out a scream and turned around, hanging up on Melina.

"I was, just," I stuttered, but my mind was blank. I desperately tried to think of something, but he beat me.

"Trying to hide from me?" he accused, stepping forward. I stepped backwards, almost tripping over a large boulder. I didn't say anything, he knew the truth. We both did, there was no need to clarify that.

"Well, let me tell you something," he paused, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. I kept my mouth shut. "You could run from me, you can hide, but I will always find you."

My body grew cold and I bit my tongue, the metallic flavor surfacing slowly.

"Didn't I tell you not to escape?" He set his lips in a thin line.

I nodded.

"Yet, you disobeyed me." he stated disapprovingly. "That's not good, is it?"

I shook my head.

"Ah, I think I need to teach you a little something." he laughed maniacally, revealing a black cloth from the inside of his coat pocket. My eyes widened as the faint smell of something toxic hit me. Before I could process anything, he shoved the cloth onto my mouth and nose, making me scream. I desperately tried to hold my breath, but he wrapped his arm around me, holding me in place.

My neighborhood was a quiet place, and no one was out during this time.

There weren't any witnesses.

"Come on, breathe, baby, breathe." he mumbled reassuringly. "I've got you, breathe for me."

If I didn't breathe, I would soon pass out from lack of oxygen. If I did, I'd pass out from the chloroform. I didn't really have a choice, so I involuntarily inhaled in the substance. My world became disoriented as everything faded away, my body going limp in Harry's arms. I heard the faint sounds of crickets and birds, but nothing was more audible than Harry's words.

"Good girl."

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A/N: so almost every single fucking one of u found out the plot twist and i'm like fuck
so ya this sucked sorry not sorry but i promise the next chapter will get interesting man
the top portion of this chapter was really rushed so i'll add more detail later o
i wenT TO A DANCE TODAY AND THEN THERES THIS CUTE GUY AKA THE PRESIDENT OF MY SCHOOL AND THEN HE WAS IN FRONT OF ME AND I LOOKED AT HIM AND HE RAISED HIS EYEBROWS AND SMILED AND LEANED INTO ME TO TAKE A PICTURE OF PEOPLE ON STAGE AND I SMELLED HIM LIKE TEN TIMES NOT EXAGGERATING I COUNTED OK AND HE SMELLS LIKE FUCKING SEX AND I HAVE A SCALE THAT GOES LIKE THIS
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the wanted

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