A Girlfriend For Hire (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 56: Not Alone

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"Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I wanted you as mine. You...you have something that others girls don't have." George says as he paces around in front of me.

I've heard that before.

"Something, precious."

"Why do you have me here? what do you want from me?"

He slaps me.

"Shut up."

"Do you want money? I can give it to you."

He laughs at me.

"You think I'm that stupid to let you free and walk out the door and run to the house that you live and share with your gay boyfriend and then call the police and tell them you've been kidnaped by a pshyco and then I'll be in jail and will be all over the news? yah, don't think so."

Wow. Smart.

"How long am I gonna be here?"

"For a very long time."

I close my eyes and cry, cry quietly.

"In the mean time, you'll be having some fun, with Carl. Carl?"

A man, which I assumed is Carl walks in with a handkerchief. He has black hair, blue eyes, had on a grey t-shirt with basketball shorts on. And dare I say he looks so FINE. He looks like he's around 20.

Carl walks behind him and stands there, looking at his boss.

"This is Carl. He will be making sure you have a good time in my playhouse." He smirks.

"No, please." I close my eyes and cry.

"Oh," George cooed. "Don't cry, beautiful. He's just getting started." He wipes my tears away.

"I'm sure your boyfriend will come and save you. If, he's alive."

"He is."

"Whatever."

I cry even more.

"What lovely skin you have." He starts to touch me by moving his fingers up and down my arms.

I spit on his face, right in the eye, but he closes it just in time. Darn.

"Do what you need to do to her." He says and walks out if the room, the following two men follow him. The door locks and it just me and Carl.

"Ready to have fun?" Carl smirked at me.

"I'll have fun, when you get me out of here."

"Oh Kendall, this is all just a game. We just want to have fun."

"Fun? Do you want the police to find out that you guys have kidnaped me like I'm some toy to play around with? That's sick." I spat.

"Whatever you want to say. But I just want to play with you."

"Please, let me out." I sob.

"No can do sweetie. Now let's get those ropes off of you. And if you try to do anything, I will make you suffer and your death will be very painful."