Found [h. s.]

t h r e e

*Reine's POV*

I woke up in a strange room in an unfamiliar bed. The walls were a light grey, and the silk sheets were black with a white comforter. No one else was in the room with me.

I stood and creeped around. The were three doors. I opened one door and saw it was a closet. I opened the second, finding a large bathroom. The third had to be the way out.

I glanced back at the room I slept in, and it was very nicely decorated. The bed was a mess on the side I slept on.

I opened the door and lurked into the hallway. I heard a shower running, so I went into the living area and kitchen. These rooms had a similar style to the room. Everything was different shades of grey, white or black.

I saw that the couch had blankets and pillows on it. All the memories from this past night flooded back to me. Liam beating me, waking up and getting rescued by Green Eyes I don't remember getting here or going to sleep. The thing I remember most is how he made me feel when he looked into my eyes.

I sat on one of the stools in the kitchen next to the island and put my head down. I was actually free. No more Liam. I really hoped I would never see him again.

The shower stopped running and it was completely silent in the flat for a few minutes. I heard the door open and then footsteps down the hallway and into the room I slept in. I heard Green Eyes sigh when he found that I wasn't in the bed. The door closed and I heard him shuffling around.

The door opened and our emerged a gorgeous tall guy. I couldn't help but stare. He was clad in grey sweatpants and a plain white V-neck tee. His chocolate brown curls were dripping small drops of water as he took each step. He was looking at the ground, and walked to the fridge.

I made a weird noise at him and he turned to me. His eyes wide. Those eyes. They were greener than grass. They made me feel all warm. He shifted his gaze and I instantly fell cold. Goosebumps covered my skin.

"Um, I'm Harry." he said deeply.

"I'm, um, Reine." I mumbled, still trying to take in his beauty. "Uh, thanks for taking me from Liam. I, tried to escape but I couldn't and he just kept me in the basement and I hated him and-"

"Shhh." He chuckled. He walked toward me and gave me a small embrace. He radiated heat and made me feel so safe in his hold. "That's not the first time Liam has done something like that. I'm glad that I found you. How long have you been there?" he questioned, sitting next to me.

"I- I don't know. What is today?"

"January 12th"

My jaw dropped and my eyes flew open. "I was taken on my birthday."

"When was that?"

"August 3rd."

He fell silent. I had no idea that much time had passed.

"I'm so sorry."

"I- I was watching the news one time. It was nearly two months after and I was presumed dead. Then Liam caught me and then beat me."

"Well, Reine, you are welcome to stay here, and get used to living an actual life again. How old are you?"

"17." I said slowly.

"Wow. You look much older than that. You look mature and, like," he paused like he didn't know why else to say.

"How about you?"

"Twenty."

"You look your age." I said with a small smile. "Are you sure I can stay here? I don't want to go home and be like 'Mom! Dad! I'm alive! Look at me!'"

"Yes. I'm sure. Do you want some tea or something to eat?"

"Actually, I'm starving."

"Great, something you'll learn is that I love to cook." he said playfully. His smile was beautiful.

"Okay, well, you have fun with that. Is there anything I can do?"

"You can sit there and look pretty."

My cheeks flushed. I'm sure they were dark pink. His eyes sparkled, and he turned around and got to cooking.

As he cooked I asked him questions.

"What is your full name?"

"Harry Edward Styles."

"Favorite color?"

"I have two, orange and blue."

"Where are we?"

"My flat. Outside of Atlanta."

"I'm in Georgia?!"

"Yup. Now are you finished interrogating me? It my turn. And breakfast is finished." He handed me and plate and I mumbled a quick thank you.

"I'm done. Go ahead."

"Okay. Favorite color, favorite thing to do, favorite food, favorite season, go."

"Um, light blue or grey, draw, play guitar, and paint, chocolate because its so chocolatey, and winter." He was much better at the 'get to know you' game.

"Mm." he hummed. He took a big bite of eggs. "We should go shopping for you, so you don't have to keep wear those clothes."

"Harry, it's really okay. I don't care."

"No arguing, finish up and then get showered."

I did as he said.

The hot water was running over my pale skin and all I could think about was him. Harry was stunning. His eyes, his hair, his form, everything about him screamed that he was perfect.

"Reine? Are you almost done? I would love to leave." He said jokingly.

"Yeah, can I borrow one of your shirts? The one I have is dirty and gross."

"Yup. It'll be laying on the bed."

He closed the bathroom door again, and I turned off the water. I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel and walked out and into the other room. Harry was still going through the drawers in his closet to find me a tee shirt.

He pulled out a sleek black one, and turned around to face me. His jaw dropped when he saw me standing there in nothing but a towel.

"Go away so I can get dressed." I said laughing at his silly face.

He strutted out of the room and closed the door behind him. I put on my shorts and then the tee he gave me. Yay for commando, right?

He knocked.

"Ready?"

"Yea"

He opened the door and looked me over.

"Stunning." he whispered as I walked passed him.