Aim ➸ Harry Styles.

Chapter 17. ✿

Today I’m home alone. I usually like being alone because there is no one to bother me, but today it felt weird, it felt like someone is watching me and I couldn’t focus on anything.

Saturdays can be really annoying sometimes especially when Harry isn’t around to keep me company. Basically I didn’t feel like doing anything, so I just lay in bed with my phone in hand watching YouTube videos. After about 2 hours of wasting my time, my stomach began to make funny noises telling me to feed it.

I strolled down stairs and made myself a chicken sandwich. I sat on the island and ate it in peace. I took the dishes dad and Kyle left in the sink and loaded the dishwasher. Once the kitchen was cleared I was about the head back up stairs when the door bell rang.

I walked down the hall and opened the front door, as I did so I was going to shit myself. Shane stood there in all his annoyingly good looking glory. When I looked down I realised that I was only wearing a pair of Harry’s boxers and a white t-shirt. I slammed the door in his face and ran back up stairs to change. I couldn’t care less if he was waiting out side. I put on a pair of black leggings and a cropped sweater.

Mean while the door bell rang again and I headed back downstairs and open the door, again.

“What do you want?” I said in a monotone voice.

“I liked you better in those shorts Andrews.” I made a disgusted face and my first instinct was to shut the door once again, but he was fast enough and put his leg out to stop the door from shutting.

“Why are you here?” I asked again.

“Can’t I stop by and say hi?”

“No, you can’t.” I replied. He was still standing there and frankly I had no idea what say to make him leave.

“You can’t always get what you want now can you Khloe?” He added sarcastically. Even thought the person standing in front of me disgusted me and made me want to slap the shit out of him, there is one thing that neither I nor anybody else could deny. And that was the fact that Shane was incredibly attractive and his eyes were just… beautiful.

Once I finally stepped out of my dream bubble, I managed to reply with a simple, “Shut up and get to the point.”

“Fine miss grumpy,” he replied, “I kind of still need Harry’s help after we did that little kissing deal and so I came to ask politely because I respect you.”

“No, you are not going to get Harry is trouble again, no, over my dead body,” I raised my voice a bit so that he would take me seriously, “and what do you need him for anyways?”

“Now that is for me to know and for you to find out later when Harry accepts.” He’s really starting to get on my nerves and my hand was twitching to slap him.

“Why don’t you ask him, it’s his decision to make not mine?” I was very against this whole thing, but at the end of the day Harry was the one that had to make the final decision.

“Because he’s your little bitch, if I somehow manage to convince you that he won’t get in trouble, then he’ll do it for you.” I have to say Shane is a very smart son of a bitch and that annoyed me to a whole new level.

“My answer was, is and will stay the same. No, I don’t want Harry to have to do anything with you; you’ll just screw him over like you always do.”

“I guess I just have to change both your minds.” As he said so, he took out a pocket knife from his jacket and put it to my neck. I stiffened and tried not to move, he grabbed both my arms and pinned them behind me.

Shane shut the door behind us and dragged me to his car, might I add that I was bare foot and constantly trying to somehow kick or at least pain him in any way, but with the knife pressing to my neck I was a bit scared of the outcomes.

He shoved my in the back seat of his car and made sure to tie my hands in front of my like I was some kind of prisoner, he also duck taped my mouth so any yells or cries would only come out as noise.

I was trying to calm myself down the whole car ride to where ever he was taking me, but in reality I was petrified. From what Harry told me, the guy in the passenger seat was capable of many things and he wouldn’t stop until he got what he wants; even if that means killing me of Harry in the process.

A/N - This is the last chapter I have written so c. 18 will take a while to be updated ♥♥