Monster ≫ h.s

P R O L O G U E

PAIN, IT WAS ALL I FELT. Every little movement sent shock-waves of discomfort through my body. My head hang limp to the side, my light hair covering my face. I struggled against heavy chains weakly. My head throbbed from the  immense pain. I remember vaguely but it hurts.

Flashes of lights illuminated the dim room through a small barred window that was a good ten feet above the floor. I heard heavy footsteps echo outside the door; they were getting increasingly louder. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting them; my captors to know I was conscious. The door opened with a creak and slow steps were taken towards me.

"Wake up baby doll." an intimidating voice whispered close to my ear.

I shuddered as his lips pressed against my temple slowly dragging them down my face, much to my relief he pulled away. I kept my head down not wanting to draw any more attention on me.

"Ashton the camera is on right? Because I want him to see everything." he said elaborating on the last word.

"Its definitely recording now, its live, he can hear us talking right now." said the man who I'm assuming is Ashton.

"That's great, just set it down over there, so he can see her from head to toe." he responded.

I wasn't prepared when some sort of cloth was wrapped over my head. It was already hard to breath with the duct tape over my lips. I took in quick sharp breaths from my nose, my head felt dizzy. I knew I wasn't getting enough oxygen. The door opened and closed again.

A pair of arms wrapped around my stomach and a chin set over my shoulder. I pulled against the chains around my wrist and ankles but it was no use. It wasn't getting me anywhere. The cloth was ripped away from me leaving my hair in an even more distraught state then it was previously in. I looked around when my eyes caught sight of the camera admitting a red light.

There was only one guy in the room, he looked about Harry's age. His hair was spiked up and his eyes were ice blue. He smirked as he bit on what looked like a lip ring. He would have been attractive but this situation was a complete turn off. I didn't want to know anything about him; but I never get what I want, not unless I'm with Harry.

"The names Luke, does it ring a bell doll face." he said with a thick accent walking around me.

"no? Oh surely Harry must have told you about me and my crew. He wouldn't have hid that from you. Always keeping you in the dark, and hidden huh? But when he does take you out you have no freedom. Your glued to his hip, sitting on his lap, like a dog.... a pet."

I turned my face not wanting to hear his words but as I searched through my mind I couldn't recall Harry ever mentioning a guy named Luke. I'm guessing their rivals? A built up hatred over the years, constantly competing, and now Luke has me. He's taken me away from harry. I know Harry cares about me, he wouldn't be so possessive if he wasn't.

"Oh harry you've messed up big time. I have her, and I know how much she means to you even if you won't admit it fully. You always had an eye, but this one. She's different from the girls around here, so innocent." he said licking his lips.

"Her scent sweeter than cotton candy, her voice so soft, skin so fair, her eyes so bright and pure full of curiosity. A real angel." he hummed kneeling down to my level.

He stared at me with intensity like he was trying to find answers...answers I couldn't give him. I leaned back against the chair looking at the camera, looking... trying to find Harry but I saw nothing. Was he even watching?

"You messed up big time, Its your fault harry, if you weren't such a prick, only caring about yourself. Never sharing if you weren't so vain you could've had this angel in bed with you right now. You could be kissing her right now, but you are the definition of vain. She's to good for you, you don't deserve her!" he yelled with force.

Such a force that I started to cry.

"Don't cry, it's okay. He has you so brainwashed you can't tell how evil he is. He is as bad as us, if not worse. He's a monster and you deserve better." he cooed.

I cried because I was so weak and fragile. And as much as I love him, right now I wish I would've never met Harry Styles;but I did and here's my story.

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A/N: I will not be starting this until I finish my other book with I am not finished with; and I don't intend to rush But I hope you enjoyed the preview.