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Twenty Five

Harry wakes up to water being poured on his face. But he turns sideways to keep it from getting in his nose. As he becomes familiar with his surroundings, he realizes he is not at home in the chair at the dinner table anymore. In fact, he's lying on his back and he's looking up toward the sky. Of course it's dark but he sees a whitish blue colored light shining overhead and it tells him that it's from the headlights of a car. As he focuses more, he sees that Zayn is also standing over him and he has an empty bottle of water and a flashlight in his hand.

"You're awake."

Harry frowns. He's so tired of being drugged and put to sleep. He's about to complain about it when he realizes his mouth is taped again. The only difference between now and last time is that the tape only covers his mouth and doesn't wrap around his neck and head.

"Let me guess? Ready to tell the truth now that you're halfway buried in the ground?" Zayn asks.

When he says that, Harry notices the trees towering over them and finally begins to come to his senses and realize where he is. He's about 3 feet deep in the ground and​ there's​ dirt from his feet to his chest all the way up to the top of the rectangular shaped hole he's in. He tries to wiggle around but the dirt is way too heavy to move under it. However, even if he was able to move the dirt, it would still be hard for him for another reason. Because with the flashlight shining on him, he's able to realize that Zayn has tied up his hands with tape. And it's not just that his wrists are taped. Zayn had wrapped tape around his wrist and completely covered both of his hands like a cocoon, which makes it uncomfortable and very difficult to do anything with.

"Do I have your full attention now?" Zayn asks as he lets the water bottle fall to the ground.

Harry only blinks up at him.

"Good." He leans down over the hole, being careful not to fall in. Then he harshly rips the tape off of Harry's mouth.

"Ouch! Will you stop doing that?!"

He tosses the tape on the ground and stands up on his feet again. "You'll be okay."

"Where am I? Are we in our backyard?"

Zayn shakes his head. "I'm afraid not. I'd never do this so close to home where it's impossible for someone to see you if you walk out."

"What? What are you talking about? You want people to see me naked?"

"You only have to worry about that if you leave here alive."

"If? What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means​ what it means​."

He squirms as much as he can with no luck. "Alright, stop playing and dig me out if this! This is not funny!"

"I know. It isn't meant to be."

"What the hell is all this for anyway? And there's no way you dug this tonight. You had this hole ready, didn't you? Explain what this is all about, right now."

Zayn tilts his head down at him. "You don't have any leverage. You don't get to tell me to explain to you. You played around all night and I'm tired if it, Harry. I'm the one who'll be asking the questions now. So shut up and listen carefully so you have no excuse not to give me what I ask for."

He leans down and lifts something from the ground. Harry sees that it's a shovel. "Wh— What are you going to do with that?..."

"Alright. I'm asking you again and I want the truth. Did you sleep with Nelson?"

"What's the point of all this? You're going to bury me alive if I don't answer?"

"Did you or did you not?"