Guns [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4

-Carrie's P.O.V-

"I promise," I say.

I'm actually going to keep this promise... Just for now.

Not because I want to eat.

It's because he tackled me onto the cement last night and when I fell, it scratched up my body which made me all bruised up but when I heal, I'll run away.

While I am deep in thought, Harry unties each rope in silence, glancing up at me at times.

Once my arms and legs are free, I sit up and rub my wrists that are red from the friction caused by the ropes.

I reach for the plate of pancakes on the bedside table but Harry stops me and passes it to me instead.

"So, tell me about yourself," He says, watching me as I bite into the pancakes.

"You don't need to know anything," I say coldly, laughing at the fact he wanted to know me when he's going to kill me.

What?

Does he have a whole cabinet with files of the people he killed?

He really didn't need to know anything.

I mean, isn't he going to kill me?

It's not like we're going to be friends or anything.

He's a criminal.

"I gave you food and that's how you're going to talk to me? You know, you can just stay here and starve to death," He snaps, clenching his fists as he narrows his eyes at me.

As much as I am intimidated by his fists that are turned into balls, I want to fight back.

I rather die with some dignity than die like a little coward.

"Fine," I say, putting my plate down, "Let me starve."

He just looks at me as if he is going to kill me but at the same time, he looks hurt.

Wait, what?

Hurt?

I'm probably mistaking it for something else.

After a while of staring at each other angrily, he gets up and walks out of the room, shutting the door behind him and leaving me alone.

-Harry's P.O.V-

"Fine," She says, putting her plate down, "Let me starve."

I just stare at her as anger begins to take over me.

What the fuck?

Did she really just say that?

I didn't even mean it!

Fuck, I-I was just mad!

My hand twitches, wanting to be collided with something but didn't want to scare the girl.

Before I try to punch something which might scare her, I get up and walk out of the room, shutting the door behind me.

This fucking girl.

I try to calm myself by pacing around the living room.

"Are you okay?" A small voice asks.

I turn around to see the girl I had kidnapped.

"Yea, I'm alright," I reply, lying to her.

Of course I'm not okay.

You just attempted to fight back and no one does that to me.

Great, now I'm confused and don't know if I'm actually just surprised or mad.

"I'm sorry about before but aren't you going to kill me? I mean, there's no point of telling you anything if you do," She frowns.

I stop at her words.

Kill her?

I mean, I was going to kill her when I first saw her but something about her stopped me from doing so.

What do I say to that?

I'm not going to kill you because you're so beautiful and I think I fell in love?

No.

Well, maybe I didn't fall in love but gained some feelings for her for some unknown reason.

It's not unknown, actually.

She is a beautiful girl but is that all I see?

There is something about her personality that I can't put my finger on but I really like it.

I sigh, not knowing what to say.

"Fine, I'll tell you about myself but you'll have to tell me about yourself too. I'd like to know about my killer," She continues.

I widen my eyes at her last sentence.

She wants to what?

Know about her killer?

Is she stupid?

I think she's mocking me since 'I wanted to know the person I kidnapped'.

"Fine," I agree.

A/N: Ciao! I finally found someone who could play Carrie! The person who will play Carrie is... Alexis Bledel!