Tied.

Chapter 8. Bark.

Harry's POV**

"No, did you see how she hit the vase right in the centre without even trying? She's got good aim." Niall spoke trying to convince us to let her try out for our gang.

"Beginners luck," I spat

"But what about her little theory, she had it all worked out like some sort of mastermind." Louis added.

"Everyone would know that would happen? Besides, she's a fucking girl, all the other gangs will think of her as the weak spot and go for her?" I pointed the obvious.

"Harry, just give her a shot?" Niall asked me.

"If she gets shot we're fucked? she knows so much more then she's saying, She was young when it happened we just need to try jog her memory is all?" I said back, standing up from the couch.

It was silent after, they looked like they were in deep thought I definatly hit some sort of nerve.

I huffed and walked out of the room heading up the stairs when I heard a bark. It came from outside? I got to the window at the top of the stairs and opened it looking out, sure enough there was a black and white sheepdog, big and furry one at that.

I guess Vanessa heard it too as the backdoor was opened to reveal her fragile figure, she got on her knee's and called the dog over, not a sense of fear to her. As if she justknew the dog was harmless.

The dog finally listened and waddled over to her, one of his paws was hurt.

"I knew I seen you, i'm not crazy huh?" She giggled petting the dog.

"Do you think i'm crazy pup? have you been kidnapped too?" She continued talking to the dog.

I had to admit, it was cute watching her interact with the dog like that. I adored dogs too.. loved them at that. I was heartbroken when Jinks was killed. He was the only one I could talk too, Now who looks crazy...

I giggled at my own thought.

"Wait their okay, i'll be right back." Vanessa said to the dog. 

She went back inside and the dog obeyed sitting down and waiting for her. Whats she doing?

A little while later she came back out with some sausages and a wet tissue, to clean his wounded paw I guess.

"Shh don't tell anyone, I'll get introuble for giving you food." She said before giving them to him. He happily ate the sausages and she slowly brought the tissue to his paw, the second she did the dogreflexed and bit her hand not removing his teeth from her skin.

"Shit ow." She screeched.

I wanted to go down and help her but that'd be a bit weird when you think about it. When I seen that he still had his teeth glued to her skin I decided against my thoughts and ran down the stairs towards the back door.

Vanessas POV**

Ow ow ow fuck me ow! Okay, keep calm Vanessa. Dont show him you're hurt.

"Come on look.. eat the food. I'm just trying to help." I said patting the dogs head. I looked at my hand, it was a light shade of purple informing me of a bruise starting to form.

If I ripped my hand away, his teeth would rip my skin and make it worse. He needs to trust me and let me go.

I took the wet issue again and re-applied it to his hurt paw, lightly cleaning the wound.

This hurts so much, shit. Just trust me you bitch!

His grip on my hand started to loosen and after awhile he let go and layed his head down.

"Oh thank shit." I exhaled bringing my hand up to examin it.

"You better not have rabies." I giggled at him.

Just as I removed the wet tissue the back door opened and Harry walked out. Shit, i'm fucking dead.

I stood up away from the dog and hid my hand.

He rolled his eyes at my reaction and leant down next to the dog, patting him on the head.

"Your hand okay?" He asked me keeping his vision on the dog infront of us.

Hw did he...?

"Uhm.. yeah its fine." I replied.

"That was pretty smart." He complimented me, meeting my gaze.

"What was?" 

"Trying to gain the dogs trust."

Was he watching me? How did he..

"Did you have a dog before?" Harry asked me.

"Uhm.. sort of.." I replied shyly.

"Sort of?"

"He was my neighbors dog.. I never liked being at home so I would always take my neighbors dog for a walk and.. well I practically took care of him. But..my neighbor died of an old age and they put the dog in a kennel." I sighed sitting down on the grass.

Harry gave me a look of pitty before the dog stood up grabbing both of our attention, it cuddled up on my lap and I smiled, stroking its fur.

"Who's dog is this?" I asked him.

"I dunno.. we dont have any neighbors here.. must have run away." Harry shrugged.

"Harry.. why hasnt anyone come looking for me?" I said avoiding his gaze.

He hesitated before answering and let out a big sigh.

"The police here are useless.. they wouldnt be able to find you even if we gave them your exact location. And you know the night me and Niall ran off with the drink? the red headed girl that caught us for you?"

"Missy?"

"Yeah whatever she rang your phone a few days ago and we told her you're on holidays."

I sighed upset with the answer I got and looked at Harry.

"I'm never going home am I?" 

"I'de hardly call your appartment home babe." He chuckled.