twenty seven

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Rose.

The sounds of gunshots filled my ears. I was bundled up in a corner, my hands covering my ears from the loud bangs.

Everything happened so fast. I heard someone barge into the house I was held hostage in, the man left me in this room to investigate the noise, then he never came back.

The door opens making the gunshots more clear, then closes and they are muffled.
I feel arms wrap around me but I didn't dare open my eyes. The person pulled my hand away from my ear and whispered.

"Shh it's okay I'm here now." I was a voice that I've missed so much. My eyes shot open and they start to sting,
I was crying tears of joy.
When they started to fall I hung onto Harry tightly not wanting to let go.
He grinned and picked me up slowly, wrapping my legs around his torso.

He walks us over to the bed and sets me down on the edge while he kneels.

"Stop crying." His deeps voice erupts from him as the pad of his thumb wipes away my tears.

"I can't, I've missed you so much." He smiled then brought our lips together, but we didn't kiss yet.
"I've missed you too." Then he pushed them together.
"Come on."
We hold hands while we walk out of the room and down the stairs, that's when all the bullet holes come into view. When we enter livingroom I noticed five men in suits standing behind my kidnapper who had blood running down from his nose and mouth.
Harry lets me sit down and I watch as he pulls out a pack of cigarettes.

"Would you like to see me crush the man who has been doing awful things to you?" He bends down and places the cancer stick in between his soft lips.

"What will you do?" I blink rapidly from the intimidation.

"You'll see."
He stands back up and focuses on lighting up the cigarette.
"My have the tables turned." Harry says with a chuckle while looking at the helpless man.
"How does it feel?" He takes a puff of smoke and stares at the man intensely.

"You're going to be sorry for this." He spoke through his bloody lips.

"Oh so you think you're gonna get out of this one? I don't think so. You have no army, you have no one to guard you and fight for you. I'm surprised, you're always prepared for an attack."
The man made a animal like noise that shocked me.
Harry pulls the cigarette away from him and holds it by his side as he watches the man with curiosity.

"Rose, leave." He instructs with his back to me and a finger pointing to the entrance of the living room.

"Why-"

"Leave! It's not safe for you here."
I get out in a panic when I see Harry turn around to face me.
When I reached the outdoors, I felt a presences behind me. My eyes look back and they land on an unfamiliar face.

"Don't be frightened." A hand lands on my left shoulder and spins me around.
"Harry told me to come out here and watch after you while he um..does some business."

"He's gonna kill the guy isn't he?" The persons eyes shot down to mine and stare for a few seconds before answering.
"Come on I gotta take you to safety, they're gonna be running out and minute now." He grasped my arm and yanked me towards one of the black vehicles.
"Get in." He open the back door and pushed me in, then he settles into the drivers seat.

Silence went on for about five more minutes while I stared into space waiting.
Both back doors to my sides swung open and two men who were breathing heavily and dripping of sweat sat down on each side of me, but neither of them were Harry.

"Drive!" Harry demands once he jumped into the passengers seat with a gun in hands that were covered in blood. We drove off and I feel a strap cross my body. I look to my right and notice a blonde man securing me.

"What happened?" The driver asks Harry who now had his head leaning back from exhaustion.
He gulped and lifted his head being speaking.

"Nothing." He blinked, making what looked like a code to the driver who nodded carefully then glanced back at me. The man looked back at the road and cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Hi baby, are you okay?" Harry asks changing his whole persona while he reaches for my thigh.

"Yeah I'm fine." I looked away when I answered him and he frowned.

"Stop the car."

"What?"

"Stop the car." Harry eagerly opened the door before the car came to a complete stop. He opened the door next to the blonde man and told him to get out which he did. They switched spots and Harry sat next to me.

"What's wrong?" He mumbles to me as the car starts in the road again.

"Nothing."

"Rose.." His voice lingers as the air between us gets thicker. His hand lands on my thigh again and I shudder.
"Please, no." I push his hand away and he looks at me confused, then it hits him.

"Did he touch you?" He whispered directly in my ear. My eyes were stinging again and I nodded.
"I made sure he got what he deserved baby, you will never see him again." His lips met mine but I didn't respond the way he wished. He looks at me so I look away, eyes filled with tears from the pain.
He sat up, taking his hands away from me. Not talking to me for the rest of the ride.

-

I slowly opened the door to an unknown room. I see Harry's head laying down on a table, he looked asleep.

"Harry?" I lean my head against the door frame, looking at Harry carefully waiting for a response.

He hums but doesn't lift his head.
"When are you coming to bed?" I step one foot in front of the other, as I enter the room.
It was raining making the room dark, and fill up with the sounds of thunder.

"What's my name princess?" He lifts his head with blood shot eyes and his infamous smirk on his face.
I bend down to the table, putting my elbows down to lay my head in my hands. I look deep into his eyes and he does the same.

"Daddy." I whisper and he looked pleased.
"Are you really tired?" He takes my hand in his.
I shake my head, admitting I didn't want this night to end.

"Let's have some fun yeah?"

"Okay."
He let's go of my hand, still looking at me with lust. He gets up and walks around to grab me by the waist and push my back against his front.

"I want you." He whispers, his hands trying to touch every inch of me.
I turn around swiftfully and meet his sparkling gaze.
"Then take me."


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