Harry’s p.o.v
I hate to admit it, but we actually had a good time, just sitting there talking about everything and anything.
For some reason, I found myself watching her every move. I might find myself talking to Zayn, when I would catch her smiling in the corner of my eye and I would look at her and watch her.
Harry you need to stop. Even if she were to have the best personality and looks on the planet, she still works at the place that we are held captives. Willingly, admittedly, but still under lock and key.
Later on, Elle showed us our rooms upstairs. They were small, but we had one each.
It made me think. Where the fuck even are we?
As Elle left us in our rooms, I called her from down the hallway, "Elle." She turned around, "where is this place?"
She hesitated before answering.
"Not too far from London. Kent. I would tell you where in Kent but I don’t know. I was kidna-"
She clapped her hand over her mouth to stop whatever she was saying.
"I’m sorry. Forget I said that."
She quickly said. She started walking down the hallway again, avoiding eye contact with me.
Elle’s p.o.v
Oh shit oh shit.
Did he hear what I was going to say?
"Elle. Elle WAIT!"
Triple shit.
"Did you just say that you were kidnapped?"
"I- yes. But shh"
"But... by who?"
He said in a slightly more hushed voice.
I sighed. " James."
Louis's p.o.v
Elle and Harry are standing outside my door, talking in hushed voices. I lean towards the wooden frame, about to walk out when I hear harry say,
"Did you just say that you were kidnapped?"
Elle? Elle was kidnapped?
"I- yes. But shh"
What?
I continue to listen to their conversation.
"But... by who?"
"James."
James kidnapped Elle as well? But they seemed to get on. I wonder if Sam is here voluntarily either. Or anybody here who I thought was an employee of James.
Are we going to have to work for him?
I’m over thinking this.
I walk out of the doorway and I’m met with the angry face of harry and scared face of Elle.
"Elle, why didn’t you just tell us?"
She looked like she was holding back tears.
"I wasn’t allowed. I’m still not supposed to be telling you."
"Please tell us what happened to you." I tried to say as softly as possible.
"I... cant. I’m sorry."
She ran downstairs and out of sight. I looked at Harry. He still looked annoyed.
"I’m starting to think this James guy is really dodgy."
He said. I nodded and we went to our rooms after agreeing not to tell anyone else about what we had just learnt.
