"Do you trust me?"
It was a question i had been waiting to here, one i knew was coming soon.
The answer of course is Yes, i do trust harry. But then again i do not, after all i have been through while here in his house is unebelievable.
Sometimes i swear im just dreaming and none of this is real.
How am i to trust someone who's broken my heart by turning me over to James? Then rescsue me and try to go on with life. Lying about getting beat, pretending it was a 'car wreck' while i layed up in the hospital? Ignored me for days and then turns around and begs for forgiveness?
To say Harry is bi-polar would be correct. He is most definately one who changes moods and attitudes quickly and without a second thought.
But i do trust him right? I mean i have to, he's kept me alive through everything and somewhat gave me strength in love- to some extent.
I stare at his face as the question hangs in the air, he's waiting for the answer - i know.
Why i didnt answer quick? I dont know. The fact that i know something big is about to happen is what keeps me hanging back, upstairs, away from it with Harry- the one i love, or so i think.
"Yes" i finally answer after debating the question in my mind.
He reaches out and grabs my hand, gripping it tight , showing he has my back, he leads me down the hallway fast.
"Then We can do this Ray" he quickly spits out as he's rushing downstairs.
What we were about to do seemed completely unreal to me, seeing that none of this should be real, only stuff You hear of in dreams really. Unfortunately all of this was real, Yet it was so fuzzy, as if it was half reality half in my mind.
Honestly if someone would have showed up right then and there and said i had a choice to leave and not go downstairs i would have up and left harry and went to safety.
You cant blame me, The deckers were a gang i was in no rush to meet by any means.
Thats where we Kick in, the deckers.
My hearts beating in my chest as im being pulled down the steps by Harry who seems extremely calm but i know he has to be losing it a little in his mind.
We pile into the hall where i hear many rushed voices, Niall's is the loudest.
"We cant - its not worth it!" He shouts
My stomach rumbles as im nervously being pulled down the hall.
Once in the livingroom i spot all the boys rushing around, shouting and grabbing things up like the place is about to blow or some shit.
"Boys?" I ask quietly.
They all stop and look at me.
Wow, did they All seriously hear that?
"Ray! Its time.." Liam answers so seriously, his face expression so serious.
"I .. Uh know.."
Zayn throws me a gun and gives me my position, behind the hiddin counter in the kitchen where there is a huge hole i will sit in.
The boys all take their weapons even though with their powers they dont need many, and take their positions.
Who was about to walk through that front door?
The Deckers, thats who.
A gang who also holds some sort of powers. What kind of powers, i have no idea.
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Kidnapped by zayn
FanfictionSee there’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me..