Harry's POV:
I woke up to nothing. It was complete darkness. At first I thought I wasn't akwake, still sleeping. I wasn't. I knew I wasn't. I felt something in my mouth, rubbing my tounge on it I noticed it was rope. My wrists started to hurt, they were tied with rope too, along with my ankles. I was tied to a chair. What happened? Now that I think of it, I don't remember anything, besides.. olivia. I remember her coming into my bedroom with some friends. Putting a cloth over my mouth, I tried not breathing those fucking chemicals in. God damn, now what? Just then I heard a door open, someone was coming closer to me. Someone was walking towards me. I could feel my heart beating, my hands sweating, who was it. The lights turned on. I flinched, wating for my eyes to adjust. I looked up, still squinting, seeing ..
Olivia. She was dressed in her bra and some shorts. I couldn't help but to scan her up and down. She was deffintally different... "Harry." She smiled. I was emotionless. I didn't know what to say. she gave me a devilish look, "Where am I?" I finally said. "my house, well techinally my basement." she replied. Making me look around to identify my location. White carpet, black wall paper, couch and a tv 4 feet in front of me, and a door to the far left where she came from. I shifted around in my seat, feeling the pain in my wrists and ankles. This was burning. She gave me a worried look, "ALEX! BRING ME A KNIFE!" she yelled, making me sweat more. She noticed how scared I was, "Oh too cut you from that chair. Your going to be here for a long time, might as well make you comfortable." she said. I gave her a confused look. Just then a boy walked in, about my age, skater type, must be Alex. He handed her a knife and walked away.
She came over, cutting the rope on my ankles and wrists, then taking the rope from my mouth. I rubbed my wrists, seeing it red and cut. This will take a while to heal. "Olivia, what am I doing here?" I asked. "Duh, silly your with me." "Olivia, no I'm no-" "Unless you want to be tied up to that chair again, I suggest you shut your mouth." Making me stand up, I forced her to the wall, covering her mouth before she could yell. "Listen, little cunt don't try acting like were together, we arent and never will be. Now, where the fuck am I?" she stayed silent. I chocked her making her gag. "Where the fuck am I?!" I said again. "Okay, okay." "How do I get out of here?!" I said again. "Through the door." I gave her wtf face and grabbed her by her writs forcing her to the door and opening it. Alex noticed. "come any closer, I will kill her." I said quietly. He put his hands up, stepping away. I opened a door which led to the back yard. I quickly walked out, opening the fence to get to the front yard. Olivia got out of my lose, making me flinch , but make a run for it. As I was almost to the road. Olivia pulled out a gun. I stood silent. "Harry, dont make me do this, come now!" she yelled. I stood silent, but slowly stepped to her. Before I could noticed I made a run for it, then felt it. The shot. I fell to my knees seeing the blood form everywhere. Then another a shot. Then another one. ...............
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Moving in with Harry Styles
Teen FictionHarry's mom, Anne is dating 17 year old Olivia's dad, Tom. Yupp Harry Styles. Olivia and her dad are moving into Harry's house. Do Olivia and Harry become more then step brother and sister?