Restricted (Harry Styles)

Chapter 13: Part One

"Ariana, I was thinking," Harry mused, stroking his chin in deep thought. I was perched on his lap unwillingly, pressing my lips together in a thin line. "You need a proper education. I know I took it away from you, so I'm going to give it back."

"Just let me go so I could go to public school like a normal person." I demanded, but it came out more like a plead. Harry shook his head before smiling psychotically.

"Do you want a female or a male teacher?" He asked, his green eyes locking with mine. I had a choice in this... he was actually giving me a choice!

I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off. "Male. Gemma's not that good of a teacher. Liam, yes, Liam. He's very nice. You'd like him, Ariana."

I thought too soon. And Gemma? Maybe, just maybe, if I met her, she could help me escape. "Who's Liam? Who's Gemma? Why-"

Harry put a finger over my lips, silencing me completely. The feeling of his knee pressed into my bottom was awkward, I mean, if you think about it, my butt is pressed into his knee. I giggled at the thought.

"What's so amusing?" He murmured, giving me a quick, chaste kiss on the lips. "One question at a time, sweetheart."

"Ah-erh-mpfh... nothing." I stammered, cringing at the peculiar noise that escaped my lips. "Who is Liam?"

"Liam Payne," Harry clarified, his foot tapping against the floor. I frowned.. I knew nothing about this Liam character. "He's my best mate, he used to work with me."

"Oh." I simply said. "How old is he?"

"He's 22." Harry answered. Wow, he must be young -- three years older than me and thirteen years younger than Harry. I wonder how they met. "We met during training, I was his coach. Such a successful young man," He licked his lips.

My mouth parted open slightly when Harry answered my unspoken question. Maybe he could help me escape this hell-hole. "Liam" couldn't possibly be as horrible and heartless as Harry, could he?

"When am I going to meet him?" I asked eagerly, jumping off his lap. He chuckled at my excitement, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He slid his finger across the screen, going to his calling app.

He held the phone up to his ear, waiting for Liam to pick up on the other line. "Hello, Liam, it's Harry."

I think he has caller ID, you fucking idiot. "Yeah, I was wondering if you could tutor.... her."

Silence.

"Yes, you can meet her. Condo Island," He took a deep breath, looking at me. "Yes.. she's here against her will."

I heard yelling on the other line. "No, don't start with me Liam-"

"Yes, I fucking know it's wrong!" He boomed. I inched back a little, letting him resume his conversation with this 'Liam.'

He exhaled sharply, closing his eyes. "Whatever. Just be here, tomorrow, at six in Pacific time."

"I don't care, be here or you're fired." He seethed into the phone, hanging up abruptly. The sound made me flinch, it reminded me of what Harry did not so long ago.

"I'm sorry, darling." Harry apologized, even though I didn't know what he was sorry for. "I tend to lose my temper a lot."

Yeah, no shit.

"I love you so much." He murmured soothingly, standing up and pressing a kiss to my cheek. I tensed up instantly -- I was repulsed. I seriously mean repulsed. I felt my heartbeat quicken and my breathing pattern changed.

"Harry," I cried desperately, clawing at him. He drew back in shock. "I think I'm having another panic attack."

"What, why?" He asked innocently, it nearly sickened me to no end. His hand rested on my lower back, and I shoved him away from me. He stumbled over a stool and almost fell.

"You raped me!" My voice raised, echoing throughout the whole room. His lips fell into a deep frown and I wanted to do nothing more than to slap him across the face. "And now you're touching me, I'm scarred for life, you impudent asshole!"

"Shut the fuck up, Ariana." Harry retaliated childishly. "You're going to be with me forever, it's about fucking time you get used to it."

"I want to see my parents!" I yelled, putting my hands behind my back and searching for a weapon. Even a spoon would be fine, I could just chuck it at him and hope it hits him in the eye.

"For Heaven's sake, they're not your parents!" He yelled back, even louder than mine, which made the whole room fall silent.

A/N: hiii sorry this chapter was so short to make up for it i'll update really early i promise c: the next chapter will be in harry's pov if it makes anything better. i've been having some personal issues recently and i hope you understand :)

-l x