Rest Stop

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It's been a few hours since we started on the road to France, and I was getting a little hungry. I looked over to my kidnapper with the best puppy dog eyes I could ever give, even if it meant I had to kiss ass, and asked, "Harry?" He slipped the lever to turn the blinker on, and made a left-hand turn. "What?" He growled. 

"Can we stop somewhere to eat?" I questioned. "I'm pretty sure we're far enough where they don't know where we are." He looked at me, as if trying to comprehend every word I had just said. 

He finally sighed, "Fine, but stay close to me, or I will not hesitate to shoot you in front of everyone." I was taken back by his words, yet I agreed calmly.

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(A/N) I'M SOOOOO SORRY ITS SO SHORT AND IT TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE, BUT I WILL update little time and I will put more on the story. Okay? P. S. I love you guys!

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 20, 2014 ⏰

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