-Harry's P.O.V-
I stomp out of the room, slamming the door behind me.
She had a fucking phone!
She could've called the cops and I would be behind them bars.
When I knocked her out, I should have checked her to see if she had anything on her but I was too fucking busy admiring her.
I walk around the house, trying to find a good place to hide the phone but there weren't any good places.
An idea pops into mind.
I go down to the storage room to find something I can put the phone in.
While looking through the boxes, I find a box of guns and ammunition.
I place the phone inside.
Not really a good place to hide a phone or something but it's not like she's going to look in there.
I go back upstairs to get out of the storage room.
When I get out, I punch the wall, letting the anger that was building inside of me out.
"Calm down, Harry," I say to myself, pinching my nose bridge.
I run my fingers through my hair and look at the wall, finding a dent where I had punched.
Dammit, now I need to fix that.
When I get most of the anger out of me, I walk back to my room.
Carrie is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs.
"Hey," I smile, sitting beside her.
She looks up at me and then looks back down at her thumbs.
"You know I'm not giving your phone back right?" I told her, getting a shrug in return, "C'mon, Carrie. Stop frowning. I don't know what girls like but we can go get a chocolate bar or something to make you happy."
Right when I said chocolate, her eyes lit up.
I don't even know why I said chocolate.
All girls like chocolate, right?
"Chocolate!" She smiles.
I chuckle at her childish behaviour, "Let's go get some then."
"But I don't have any clothes to wear," She frowns.
"We'll get some," I smile.
"But I have no pants on," She says.
"Right," I laugh, throwing her old clothes at her, "Just wear your old clothes for now. We'll get you some new clothes later."
She goes to the washroom to put her clothes on.
When she comes back fully clothed, we head to the car and drive to the mall.
I pull out some money from my back pocket, counting the money to decide the maximum amount of money I should spend on her.
"Where did you get so much money?" She asks.
"None of your business," I state.
"You robbed it, didn't you," She says, raising her eyebrow.
"None of your business," I repeat, finally deciding how much I'll be spending on her and put the money back in my back pocket.
"Ah, kidnapper and a robber," She quietly mumbles.
I heard it but luckily for her, I ignored her comment.
We walk inside the mall and look around for some clothing stores.
When we find a store, we go inside.
I sit down, waiting for Carrie to find some clothes that she liked.
Part of me thinks she'll escape without me knowing and part of me thinks she'll find some shit mall cop to arrest me.
I mean, if I was her, I'd be making my escape right now.
Well, unless I knew what the kidnapper was capable of.
She probably knows damn well that I would find her the next day if she tries to escape.
After a while of sitting and looking at my phone to keep myself busy, she comes up to me with some clothes in her hands.
"These! I want these," She says, running up to me.
"Have you tried them on?" I ask.
"Yup," She smiles.
I grab the clothes out of her small hands and go to the cashier to pay for the clothes.
After paying for the clothes, we head to the candy store.
When Carrie first set eyes on the store, she immediately ran in.
I laugh to myself on how childish and cute she was.
When I walk in, she's running all over the place, amazed by all the candy that is in here.
"Calm down," I laugh, grabbing her arm so she wouldn't run anymore.
"The store is so big! Can we just buy the whole store?" She laugh.
"As much as I would love to as well, we can't. Now go choose three things," I say, letting go of her arm.
"Five," She pouts.
"Four," I challenge her.
"Fine. I'll get four," She frowns.
"I'm joking. You can get as much as you want," I smile, "Just not the whole store."
A/N: Finally! School's over and now I can update more for you guys!
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