Obsessive. (Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 18

"So, tell me something about yourself" Harry said as he opened the bottle of champagne and I took a deep breath. He's really going to interrogate me.

"Before I start telling you about myself, I have a question" I said and he nodded while pouring the champagne in my glass. If I was going to be interrogated, I'd also want to do the same to him.

"Do you usually do this for a girl when she's kidnapped by your friends?" I asked and he shook his head.

"Please I need a clear and an exact answer" I said. I didn't want answers such as nodding and shaking their heads. I want it to be vocal and to be precise. I want to know things and to know the truth before I start trusting this person in front of me.

"Okay, I'm going to be honest with you. The girls you saw weeks ago were not forced to be there but you were because my lovely idiotic friends kept on kidnapping girls for fun and you were right on time to be their victim. So no, I don't do this to girls who has been kidnapped by my friends except you" He said.

"What? You've got to be kidding. I'm forced to be here because they think it's fun?" I asked, still calm.

"Yeah" He said while nodding. I was confused than ever so I came up with another question but when I was about to ask him again, he interrupted. "You said that it was only a question, why are you asking me a lot now?" He said.

"Just one more" I said and he nodded. I was surprised that he's not annoyed by my questions or me talking to him so I continued asking without thinking twice.

"What happened to the other girls who were kidnapped?" I asked.

"They gave up. Besides, they were used to having sex with their exes so it was no big deal and they realized that they also need money so they get paid" He said and I gulped.

"Well, I've never had a boyfriend and this is a big deal to me. I don't need money. All I want is my freedom. Please, let me go. I won't tell the police or anyone about this" I said and stood up. I was about to kneel down and beg when Harry stopped me from doing so. He stood up and pulled me up before I could even kneel.

"What are you doing?" He asked and his eyebrows were furrowed. I know he knows what I was about to do so I don't think he's confused. His reaction was something else. Was he mad?

"I'm begging you, please" I said while intertwining my hands together. I thought it was a great time to ask Harry for this again because a few weeks ago, he was someone who I wouldn't talk to, who looks untouchable and unemotional. Now, he speaks to me, he even made dinner, and he's sometimes polite. I have no idea what has gotten into me and where my courage of asking for my freedom again came from. I also don't know why I almost knelt down and became desperate.

"Look. There's nothing I can do. I can't let you go. I don't know how your mind works. You're saying that if I let you go, you'll never tell the police but the next thing I know, you'd tell them" He said.

If he doesn't trust me then I don't trust him either.

"When you were lying on the couch drunk after the party, you told me that you gave me the chance to escape but why are you not letting me now?" I asked.

"Like what you said, it was a chance and you didn't take. Besides, I was drunk and I didn't know what I was saying and doing" He said.

He was right and because of what he said, I wanted to give up. I looked down while thinking of something to say. I didn't want to look at him. Especially his eyes, there was something about his eyes. They were deceiving.