My Darling ♥

chapter 53

Lizzy's POV.

i roll over on the big matress with silky soft sheets. i pull the sheet up higher so my shoulder is covered. i can;t get over how soft these sheets are, and how fluffy and light the comforter is. 

when did i get new sheets? i crack my eyes open. i'm covered by a white comforter and sheets. a small ray of light shines it's way through a small crack in the black curtains. 

this isn't my room. 

i shove the blanket off me and i swing my legs off the side of the queen sized bed. i step down and feel denim. i look down at my feet and see my jeans neatly folded next to my boots. panicked, my eyes dart to my legs. 

plaid black and green pajama pants. these aren't mine and i don't remember putting them on. 

i get out of the bed and begin my way towards the door that's at the opposite side of the room. the floor board under me creaks and i hear shuffling. i look to my left, to see another bed. the body in the bed moves again. i hold my breath and stand stiff, hoping i didn't wake him up. 

his body moves in my direction and i get a clear shot of his face. Liam? why is he in here? 

why am i in here? 

where is here?

i slowly go towards the door again. careful of my footing. light on my toes, never letting my heel touch the cold hardwood floor. never taking my eyes off him, i get closer to the door. 

when i reach it, i take my eyes off him just so i can open the door. the door handle clicks when i move it, i slowly open the door. when it's open just enough so my body can fit, i slip out and slowly close the door. 

when i hear the light click, i turn around and i'm faced with a six foot man with curly brown locks. i gasp and he takes a small step back. 

"what are you doing here?" i ask.

"me? what are you doing here?"

"i- umm.. i don't know" 

"what do you mean you don't know?"

"i don't know. i remember getting in the car with Niall, then i woke up here. i can't remember anything else"

he nods "come with me" 

"what?" 

he doesn't answer me, he just walks down the hallway and dissapears into a room one door down from the one i just exited. 

i hear Liam shuffle in the room again and i quickly follow after Harry. when i reach the room i stand in the door frame and don't dare go any further. 

he has his back turned to me. he's looking out the window. he turns to face me "come here".

i slowly enter the room and walk towards him. i stop moving when i'm five feet away from him. 

"i don't bite" he chuckles. 

"prove it" 

a smirk crosses his face and he takes a step towards me. i instantly regret my words. he steps towards me again. i step back, but he only gets closer. i keep stepping back and he leeps stepping forward. i take another step back, but i meet a wall and am unale to move any further. he trapps me by putting one of his hands on the wall next to my face, and the other on the wall next to my hip. 

"you sure about that?" a wiked grin is planted on his face.

i'm not confident about what i think is going to happen, but i will not bow down to him. 

i put my hand on his arm and try to push him away, but he's too strong for me. i put my other hand on it as well and push as hard as i can. but it's no use. 

he bends his elbow and puts his fore arm on the wall as well, so he's even closer to my face. i can feel his minty hot breath on my skin. goosebumps form over my arms and cover my legs. 

as if we weren't close enough, he moves his face an inch closer. his lips only centimeters away from mine. he slowly comes closer, i shut my eyes and turn my face away from his. my nose brushes his arm. 

he chuckles. "you're going to have to do a lot better than that to get away from me" 

i open my eyes and push at his arm. once again, he doesn't budge. he laughs at my failed attempt. i ball my hand into a fist and sock him in the gut. 

thankfully, my uncle Richie taught me how to punch. he always said, "if you're going to punch somone, do it hard". he bought me several punching bags and we always worked out in his outside gym. he showed me the different ways to punch, and how to use your knuckles properly. he told me that if a situation like this ever came up, i would be able to protect myself if no one else was around to do it. 

Harry groaned but didn't move. he closed his eyes and i took the opportunity to slide down the wall and move under his arms. once i was free from him i got up and sprinted out of the room. i ran down the hallway and when i turned the corner, i ran into someone. 

they went flying back and i landed on top of them. "i'm so sorry. i didn't see you. i didn't mean to hit you. i'm sorry" i kept appologizing, and i didn't even know who i hit. 

i look down to see Zayn. "it's okay" 

i push myself up off him and then i help him up. "what are you doing here?" he asks. 

"i don't know. i don't even know where here is"

he laughs slightly. "here is our hotel"

"our?"

"me and the boys"

"the boys? you mean like.. all of them?" 

he laughs. "yeah" 

"how did i get here? and whose are these?" i pick at the pajama pants on my legs. 

"my guess is Naill brought you here and because they're green, i'm guessing they're Nialls's"

"why am i wearing them?"

"why don't you go ask him yourself"

"where is he?"

"in the kitchen" he motions behind him.

"okay. thanks"

he nods and walks past me. 

i have so many questions that need answers, and the only way i will get them is if i find him.

i take in all of my surroundings as i walk in the direction Zayn showed me.