Taken

Getting around

Ashlynn POV

I screamed and yelled and cried for hours. I felt so weak from the release of some of my pain.

I laid my head on the door and looked around the room. The room that I was thrown in was so.....elegant? I don't know what bothers me about it, this is what I dreamed about having as a child, but I feel so pampered and so stupid. This room makes me feel, poor.

I got up and opened the door and as I opened it, I saw hallways leading to different shelves of clothes, shoes, electronics, and multiped mirrors surrounded each other, that was located in the middle. I admire all the clothes, let my hands explore the most different expensive fabrics that I never had in my lifetime.

I then went to the middle and looked at my reflection in the multiple mirrors. I look so lifeless. I feel like I have no....color.

I then saw that the middle mirror looked odd and pushed it and it opened. I then stepped inside and it led me into a very large expensive bathroom. I was so astonished.

I went back to the room to pick something simple not too flashy and saw simple black leggings and this cream white sweater.

I went on a hunt for undergarments and man the stuff he had picked out. There were so many strings and flashy and just different types of underwear and bras. I chose simple black cheekies and a sports bra.

I then walked back to the bathroom to take a shower so I turned the shower on and it started to pour down. I placed the new items with tags down on the bathroom counter and took off my old clothes.

The shower was steaming and burnt my skin but it felt so amazing I didn't care. I felt a rush of warmth through my body
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After my shower and getting dressed I then looked at my reflection and I looked way better than before.

My natural long curls came out to play and I smiled with glee at my reflection.

I shut the mirror door examined my room. The gold vanity was gorgeous and the lights were blinding.

The bed was so soft and fluffy and I just laid there and my eyes slowly started to close.

Harry POV

As I entered my office and slammed the door shut. A vase fell to the ground and groaned.

"This girl acts like a child!"

"So naive."

"So stupid."

"So...ughhh."

I hit another object but this object sounded different. I turned around and it was a glass picture of my sister. I gasped and bent down.

"No!"

I held the broken pieces in my hand and grown in frustration. That's the last thing I have of her.

I then felt small tears fall down my face. I picked the pieces up and put them in a bag. I dried my tears and felt calm from the situation. It's just a glass with a flower she held no big deal. I'll just distract myself.

But how I locked the girl in her room.

I walked out of my office and smelled the nice aroma from the kitchen. I see the chef made food and he wanted me to taste it.

I tasted most of the dishes and sat at the table. I was served and very full. And than I remember.

I forgot about the girl.

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As I reached the top I head to her door and lean my head against the door. No sound of anyone, I got so worried and put the key through the keyhole and opened it slowly. The young girl was in bed? Sleeping? I then walked to the side of the bed and saw her safely breathe. This girl made no sound while sleeping? She looked so peaceful. I then decided to wake her up. I shook her once.

She then opened her eyes slowly and looked at me. Her eyes got wider and jumped from my touch, and landed on the marble floor.

"Ow."

I ran to the other side and bent down to her level.

"Are you okay, you didn't hit your head right."

She didn't respond.

I then got up and smiled at her.

"Good meet me downstairs for dinner then."

"Alright."

I then checked her out quickly.

"Seems like you found your way around. And before you come down change into something nicer."

"So these clothes aren't nice?" The girl looked at me in annoyance

"No they aren't I don't know why they bout them in fact take it off now."

"Are serio-"

"NOW"

"FINE"

She began to take of the sweater and leggings and notice a necklace left on her chest.

I began to walk up to her it looked so familiar.

"WHERE DID YOU GET THIS?"

"It—it's—-it's mine! My father gave it to me!"

I broke it off her neck.

"NO! WHY WHY WHY! GIVE IT TO ME!"

I left the room and locked the door.

Let me know when your ready!

I heard her cry and scream in frustration.

Ashlynn POV

I cried and screamed he took the last thing I had. I feel like I can't breathe at all. Wtf am
I supposed to do. I need that.

I than hear my stomach. I'm really hungry. And have to get dressed. I wiped my face and walked in the closet to find something nicer to wear.

I looked in the closet and everything was just so bougie and I can't wear anything simple.

So I decided on the fit and flarish floral
Black dress with light gold heels. And I kept the makeup blushed with eyeliner and a simple orange pink lipstick.

I than told the man I was ready. The door opened and an old woman was at the door.

"Wow you look so gorgeous. Mr. Styles is waiting for you downstairs."

She leased me downstairs.