Restricted (Harry Styles)

Chapter 20

Harry's POV

I am so fucking pissed at that girl right now.

I ended up waking up, passed out, on the goddamn fucking floor, and the alarm was still ringing. The kitchen was a mess and the door was left open, which resulted in a literal fucking heart attack for me.

I was frantically typing on my laptop, trying to access the video that was made by a camera on every door leading outside, or every window that was accessible to Ariana.

The last footage I got had a video of Ariana adjusting the camera, which was pretty smart of her, and the video was cut short by static. Motherfucking fuck.

"Fucking hell." I muttered, checking the other cameras. There was nothing that really stood out to me. "Eugh, fucking shit, fuck fuck, fuck. Absolute fucking hell."

There was an icon on the top and I clicked on it, since I had never seen it before.

It was a video from Ariana.

I hurriedly clicked on it and it popped up, showing that beautiful face of hers. I saw myself sprawled out in the background, and there was a frying pan next to my head. I still could not believe I let a fucking frying pan knock me out.

"Harry," she breathed, turning around to look at my body on the floor. Ariana turned back and stared at the screen, her eyes not directly on the camera. The light illuminating her face occasionally flickered, showing she was doing something. "I want you to stop trying to look for me."

Not a fucking chance.

"No." I hissed quietly, under my breath, in a low growl. It was odd of me to talk to myself, but I did anyways.

"Remember this, if you really love me, then you'd let me go." She raised an eyebrow. The sweater she was wearing was huge on her and it revealed her shoulder, which I found adorable."You should be wiser and realize that I've got one less problem without you."

"I think you should really let me leave." Ariana licked at her lips. "I'm only nineteen, I have a whole life in front of me and I can't let you take that away. But since you continue to repeatedly put me down, I guess I had to do it without you knowing." Her eyes rolled, which pissed me off.

"Good luck finding someone else. Don't kidnap anymore girls next time. I have a feeling one of your little boys from your clique are looking for me, and if they find me, I'll let them kill me and I'll come out of my grave to haunt the fuck out of you. Leave everyone alone, you creepy pervert." I could tell the girl was steaming. She seemed pissed off.

No shit.

"Goodbye, Harry." Ari hissed, before the application shut down.

I'm going to find that girl.

Just then, a beeping sound blared from my computer. I rushed over to it quickly, streaming the live cam and looking at the picture that it had captured.