Kidnapped: A Harry Styles Fanfic

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Abby's P.O.V.

I knew it was coming, honestly I did. But, nothing could have prepared me from seeing my torn apart family after being held hostage for three months. Harry sat on the plush velvet chestnut chair beside me. He was grasping my hand so hard, almost as if I left he wouldn't move, hoping I would come back for him. To say he was cutting off my circulation was an understatement, but I didn't care I love the feeling of his over grown palms resting in mine as we sat in an oddly comfortable silence.

"Abby?" Harry said breaking the silence. I glanced at him, he was wearing an old worn out white soccer team shirt with black sweats. His thick curly mess on top of his head sat low, looking worn out like it didn't have the strength to perk up. With all this, Harry still looked amazing. Me, on the other hand is another story. The hospital allowed me to change provided I would not wear any sort of fabric of my stomach, saying that it could possibly reopen the gun wound. So, here I am in a neon orange sports bra and Nike sweats.

"Yeah?" I ask back making eye contact with him.

"Is it weird if I say 'I am sorry'?" Harry asked uncertainly.

"Why'd you do that?" I wanted an answer. I didn't need himself blaming himself for anything.

"Well for everything, I mean if I hadn't walked out of that dressing room," Harry spoke in his posh British accent, regret flashing through all his facial features, "then perhaps-"

"Do not even think that way Harry!" I said rather loudly. A knock on the door interrupted me speaking. My stomach twisted, my family is here now. Deep breaths. Harry looked at me panicked, we had discussed what he would do when my family would arrive. I wanted him to stay but he kept suggesting otherwise. So, he quickly got up in a big rise of hesitation and went to open the door. He was unsuccessful though, my mom had roughly opened the door and my family flooded, smiles all evident on there faces. I giggled watching Harry get jammed between the wall and door as Colton had unintentionally pushed it back farther into Harry's ribcage causing him to gasp. Colton, not missing a beat looks in his direction and smirks and lets the door go. Mom and dad were to my side in a heart beat.

"OH MY GOD ABIGAIL!" Mom yelled loudly grasping me in a tight hug, I immediately hugged back. My dad joined as well as Jake and Colton. To say I wasn't squished would be a lie. A smile spread across my family, it must have reached so far, tears poured out of my mom's eyes as she was rejoicing. I took a deep breath as everyone sat down around me. My mom still holding onto me.

"Hey guys," I say, not really not knowing what else to say in this given situation.

"We missed you Abs," Colton said sitting in the seat Harry had just sat in. Looking up I noticed Harry had exited the room in the commotion.

"I missed you all to," I say smiling brightly, thinking the universe is finally being nice to me.

Jake came and sat on the edge of my bed. He looked up in at me his eyes full of fear. "I thought you weren't ever coming home."

I about burst out crying right there. "I know Jake, but I am back now. I am okay. See?" I said gesturing to me.

"But you were shot!" He said like it was an enormous deal, when I honestly didn't think it was.

"Yes, and the gunshot will be gone soon." I whisper.

"Abigail, the doctor told me that their was a death. But, your not dead and I see that young boy who was with you wasn't either." My mother asked as a statement. I gulped, I was really hoping they had already found out about Rae. But, obviously not. My eyes suddenly burned as the thought of my little girl not being alive, but already buried was horrible...they were not going to take this well.

"Umm. Well you see I was.." I tracked off not wanting to finish, thinking this might give them a reason to hate Harry, even though none of this was even remotely his fault.

"Well? I didn't want anyone to die," my mom whispered. This woman was fragile, I felt like telling her would kill her. Possibly literally, and we really didn't want that.

"Mom, it wasn't anyone's fault that she died!" The statement slipped out of my mouth before I had a chance to say it. Being the boneheaded person I never meant to be, I just wanted everyone to understand, even though that is highly unlikely.

"She?" My mom gasped with pure outrage and sadness evident on her face. I looked to dad, hoping my some miracle he would have mom drop it and we could discuss it later. But, he wasn't going to do that, he wanted to know just as much as mom. I didn't want to share though.

Colton being the best person ever caught that I obviously didn't want to discuss the 'dead one.' So he quickly thought of an alternative question.

"So Abby, when you get out of this place?" he questioned like it was amazing and deserved am Emmy.

"Colton! Do not change the subject for your sister." My mom answered him cruelly.

"Sorry,'' he mumbled giving me a quick sympathy glance.

"Abby?"

I looked down at the white bandage that was wrapped tightly around my flat stomach. I watched my breathing and watched it elevate then sink time and time again.

"Well?" My mom whispered, she sounded so weird, broken yet firm. Honestly, it scared the crap out of me.

Still staring at my bandage I whispered, "Rae."

Everyone leaned in like it was some big secret that the world has yet to know. Somehow no one heard me.

"Who?" My dad asked, speaking finally for the first time. It kind of hurt my feelings that he had just spoke and this is what it was about. It wasn't about how I felt or if I am okay, its just about who died.

"Rae." I said it more firmer this time, anger pouring into me. I didn't want to talk about her.

"Who is Rae?" My mom asked rudely. I do have to say, I find it sad that Jake and Colton know not to get into the fights that are between Mom and I.

I decided to just flat out tell her.

"She is my daughter."

"Your what?" My mom yelled. Yelled.

I winced. The whole city of London could probably hear her.

"Yes, my daughter.'' I say strongly looking in her eyes.

"Whoa." Colton whispered to himself, even though everyone heard him.

My mom simply looked in my eyes, deadpanned and walked out. I was shocked, tears swelled in my eyes at my mom's reaction looking to my dad he just shook his head sadly and walked away. What the hell did I do?

"Hey Abby, don't cry, mom isn't in her right mind, she came here knowing that no one got hurt and then you tell her you had a child that died. It is kind of a big blow." Colton said as Jake walked over to him and stood behind him.

"Doesn't mean she can be so heartless and did she ever think how this was affecting me?" I asked angrily at my mom's childish behavior.

"No one has been happy in three months," he whispered.

"I know, but they could think how the hell I have been for the past months!" I scream.

Harry dashed in, "I saw your mum and dad leaving, I told em' to wait but your dad jus' flipped me and the lads off. You okay?"

Colton stepped in front of the bed, "Who are you?"

I had to smile, Colton was so cute and one of my best friends and this time a true brother, being so concerned, it made me smile.

"I am Harry Edward Styles, and I presume you are Colton?" Harry said smoothly trying to impress my brother. A sigh of relief escaped from Harry's lips when Colton plain just went up and hugged him and thanked him for caring about me.

"Yes, of course." He whispered to Colton hugging back. This sight was going to make me cry.

Jake quickly joined in. For the first time in a long time I was really happy.

"So, you okay?" Harry asked back to me.

"No," I whispered opening my arms for his embrace.

"What happened?" Harry asked the question to everyone.

"Well, my mom was pressing Abby for who the doctor said was dead and Abby didn't wanna talk about it and she just kept pressing her though, eventually Abby cracked and said Rae, her daughter, my mom just got up and walked out." Colton said getting madder as he went along.

"Oh," Harry whispered.

"Abby if you do not mind me asking, but how did you become pregnant?"

I looked up at Harry, knowing he would have to face the music.

"The first night Harry and I were in there we didn't trust each other, so when the man came down to get me, he took me and raped me. And I became pregnant." I said leaving any part about Harry voluntarily sitting back and watching me be savagely taken away, mainly because I probably would have done the same. And it wasn't hard to forgive.

"What was Harry doing?" Jake asked out of pure curiosity, not knowing it was bad.

I opened my mouth but Harry was already answering, "Nothing. I did nothing."

Colton's fist clenched together.

I quickly added, "It looked like I was just part of it, trying to make it look like I was there to watch him and act like a prisoner. He didn't know."

"No, I didn't, and I regret it so much." Harry said straight forwardly.

Colton took a deep breath and said, "Promise me, you will protect her."

"I will," Harry replied without hesitation.

"Good." Colton said and turned back to me and hugged me, "Jake and I need to go find mom and dad, we will explain everything. We will come by later."

"Tell mom and dad not to bother." I said, they weren't coming near me.

Colton merely nodded, "I love you."
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