Obsessed // h.styles

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My eyes fluttered open and I groaned because of the bright light. I swear I closed my curtains last night. Last night. Shit. Suddenly all the events from when I was still conscious last night come crashing down on me, hitting me like a ton of bricks that weigh in on my chest causing my eyes to start watering and leaking salty tears of fear anguish that run down my cheeks. The pain of my shoulder comes back to me then, like I almost forgot through the ret hot fear in my heart that's being pushed through my body.

"Good morning baby." A mans voice says beside me causing me to almost jump out of my skin and let out a scream. My head shoots to the direction of the noice and I caught a glimpse of a vaugley familiar face driving. Wait, we're in a car?

"Hm, I really should of gagged you. Oh are you okay my love?" He asks bringing one of his hands up and wiping the tears away. I cower away and try to back up but realizing my arms and legs are tied up. This man has to be delusional. He's done a complete one eighty from the agression last night.

"P-please don't touch me." I whisper tears still streaming down my face. I look up to him when he jerks his hand back, as if I burned him. Hurt runs through his eyes but he quickly dismisses it and anger takes it's place, like I've just stoked the fire.

"I will touch you if I fucking want to!" He yells causing me to flinch away and as if to prove his point he slams his hand down on my right leg. Hard. A scream of pain leaves my lips and he chuckles darkly.

"Harry, please don't." I whisper weakly. His hand runs up my leg and my heart beats a little faster in fear of what he is going to do next. And what he does simply surprises me. His hand shoots back to the wheel.

He must notice my surprise because he is quick to explain his actions.

"Don't worry, baby. We will wait til we get home." He says and I can parctically hear the smirk in his voice even though my eyes are trained on my tied up hands. Home? My home is where he took me from. I opened my mouth to intervene but decide against it because it'll most likely anger him. He is obviously deranged. There are two very different sides to him and he can shift in a split second. I've watched enough true crime to know that is vital to my existence that I play my cards right and choose my words and actions extremely carefully.

About 25 long minutes later we arrive in front of a house. Calling it a house is probably too modest. It was a huge property with white brick and black accents, no surrounding neighbors and fenced off from the rest of the world with a high pointy black fence. Are we even still in London?

"Welcome home." Harry said as he opened my door and pulled me out, leading me into 'our' house with an iron grip on my injured arm. I fight back the sounds I want to make in discomfort.

Great. This is where I die.

As we get closer to the house I start to hear the sound of dogs barking. Dogs. I freeze. One of my biggest fears. I stop moving and freak out a little. More hot tears start to run down my face. Harry looks back and me and laughs.

"Oh. Don't tell me your afraid of dogs." He chuckles. His arm gos to small of my back pushing me forward. I shuffle slowly. I eye the dogs, three large german shepards. They seem well trained, stopping their barking with one stern look from Harry.

"Y-yes." I say. After an incident when I was ten I can't stand dogs, nothing scares me more. Except maybe Harry now. Harry has enough of my small reluctant steps and walks over to me and picks me up. He keeps walking and throws me over the smaller fence into the yard containing the dogs. I stiffen and I can just about feel my heart stop.

"Smell." He orders and the dogs sniff me. I start to sob uncontrollably and shake. When the dogs stop Harry picks me back up and whispers in my ear.

"I've got you now sweetheart. And the dogs have your scent, so don't even try to run."

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Ohhhh. Here you goooooo! Sorry it's been so long since I updated. Buuuuutttt I didn't know what to do. You guys seem to like this story, don't ya?

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Edited on the 30/08/15

Edited again to see 8-11-2022