Promise

Nine

Rosalee's POV-

After Harry caught me, and brought me back here he would not stop babying me. He would constantly ask me if I needed something, and would carry me anywhere I needed to go. It was strange. He has been so mean to me since I got here, and now he is acting completely different. I was so scared that he was going to punish me when he caught me, but he didn't. He shouldn't have caught me though. If i didn't trip and fall like the weak young girl that I am, I would've gotten away. How did he even know I was gone?

He emerged from his office, I sill sat in the living room. Even though he has been so nice, I was still on edge. I'm afraid he'll snap at any moment. He walked up to the TV and turned it off before he turned to face me. I slightly pouted at his actions, I was watching a good movie...

"It's time for you to go to bed." He told me as if I were his child. I hesitated for a moment, wanting to protest but deciding against it. I nodded my head, and began to stand up.

"No, no, no don't walk on your foot." He rushed to stop me from standing on my sprained ankle. He swiftly lifted me up into his arms, before ascending the stairs. He walked into the room he kept me in, and gently laid me down onto the bed. He asked me if i needed anything else, I just shook me head no. As he was about to walk back out the door I stopped him.

"H-Harry..." I don't know if what I was about to do was the right thing, but I might as well try since he is being nice. Harry turned around and stood in the doorway just looking at me.

"C-Can I-I ask you a umm, a question.." I stuttered out while picking at my nails. He looked at me like he was confused before he made his way to the side of my bed and sat down beside me. He was a little too close for comfort but I'm not telling him that.

"What's your question?"

"How did you know that I got out?" I asked, I avoided looking up at him.

"Each exit in this house has silent alarms that go off when someone enters or exits without my permission. I got notified when you opened the door." He explained calmly. Since he was still so calm, I decided to ask more.

"Does my family know I'm missing?" He let out a sigh before answering.

"Yes, they know that you are gone."

"Are they looking for me Harry?" I asked this time looking up at him. I had so much hope that his answer would be yes, but I can't help but think back to the airport and what my dad said. Harry looked away from me, like he was trying to avoid my question.

"Rosalee, you need to go to slee-" He began to say, I cut him off.

"Harry, please tell me, are they looking for me?" I begged for him to answer. I could tell that my eyes looked so hopeful.

"I don't know everything, but as far as I know... No they are not looking for you, Rosalee. But I'm not completely sure. Go to sleep and try not to think about it." He placed his hand on the side of my face before getting up and leaving the room again.

How can they not be looking for me, how are the police not involved? Harry has to be lying to me, he has to be trying to hurt me. My family loves me, I know they do. You wouldn't just forget someone you love, especially after they went missing. Axel has the voicemail of me screaming, he knows I didn't run away. Harry is lying, I know he is. They are out there somewhere with the police looking for me, I know it.

I felt tears run down my face, I didn't even know I was crying. I got out of the bed and hurried out of the room. I ran as fast as I could down the stairs to the front door. My foot hurt, but I ignored it. I threw myself at the door, and pulled on the handle. It wouldn't budge.

"Rosalee! Stop!" I heard Harry yell. I continued to try.

"They're out there! I know they are! I have to find them!" I yelled still trying to open the door.

"Who is she talking about?" I heard an unknown voice ask, I didn't even know anyone else was here. And I don't know why Harry has stopped me yet.

Harry then came and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. He took me upstairs, and threw me down on the bed. He looked angry. I was waiting to get yelled at, but he didn't. He just left the room, and slammed the door. I heard a small noise come from the other side of the door, he just locked me in here.

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I awoke when I heard my door open. I shot up in the bed, but saw no one standing there. I looked out the window, and saw that it was day again. I got out of bed, and pulled down my night dress. It was a light pink silk dress that fell down to my mid thigh.

I wonder if I have to make breakfast again now that I made Harry mad last night. I headed downstairs, and made my way to the kitchen. I was slightly limping since my ankle was still sore. I tried to sneak past Harry, and two other guys he had here but I could still feel their eyes on me. I began to get out the ingredients to make pancakes, but stopped when I saw Harry walk in. He looked angry. He must still be mad about last night, I haven't done anything wrong this morning.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked me in a stern voice.

"Making pan-"

"No, what do you think you're doing wearing that? You need to go up and change. Don't ever wear that again when we have company. Go change."

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Harry's POV-

When I watched her walk by in that dress that barely covered her äss, I knew she was going to be getting attention from the others here.

"Damn Harry, you got a babe on your hands." Liam said, while eyeing up Rosalee.

I could tell that she was trying to go unseen, but she can't when she's wearing something like that. No one should see her like that but me. This is my house and she's mine.

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I really wanted to add a quick understanding on why Harry had her change. What do you guys think??

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