fire | harry styles

t h i r t y t h r e e

>> i'll be on the floor, on the floor, just take the pain away <<

[HARRY]

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of the obnoxious alarm on my nightstand. I shuffled around on the bed until I sat up and looked around the empty bedroom, confused. Angel wasn't anywhere to be seen but I just assumed she went down to the kitchen so I began to get ready for another work day.

In less than fifteen minutes I was already fixing my suit and heading down the stairs, expecting to see my Angel but instead I found Johanna trembling by the front door. I was shocked to see her but that was overcome with worry once I saw her state, she looked horrible and like she hadn't stopped crying. I ran to her side and placed my hands on her shoulders, trying to get a good look at her.

"Johanna what's wrong? Where were you? Are you alright?" I impatiently asked her. She only shook her head, trying to catch her breath before answering, "He took her." Her voice cracked. I looked at her with even more confusion.

"He took Angel, Harry!" She cried and I felt my heart drop.

"Where? Where did he take her?" I yelled. She continued shaking her head with more sobs leaving her lips. "I don't know, they drove off so quickly."

"Shit." I muffled. I let go of her and stormed into my office, immediately reaching for my phone and calling the only person I could think to turn to.

"Mate you're gonna be late again-"

"Get down here now!" I growled through the phone and threw it against the wall after hanging up. I paced back and forth while my hands ran through my hair in frustration. I stopped momentarily only to grab a glass figurine from my desk and smashed it on the floor.

I'm already so lost with out her. She's what kept me sane these past couple of months and with her being gone not even a full day I feel myself already falling. But instead of letting tears flow I clenched my fists until my finger nails were digging into my palms.

"What's going on?" My office door swung and in came Louis. I couldn't even face him so I remained with my back turned to him and stayed quiet, still not fully grasping the situation.

"Mate, you're worrying me," I practically felt him take a couple steps closer to me.

"He took her..." I mumbled.

"What? What are you talking abou-"

"James fucking took her!" I snapped back at him. I wasn't mad at him, I never could be, but just speaking of this made me want explode.

Soon after we both fell silent. I finally turned to look at him, his lips were parted and he stared down at the desk in shock.

I've never felt so vulnerable.

[ANGEL]

I don't know how long we had driven or where we even are, I was knocked out the entire ride. I woke up a couple hours ago inside a small, almost empty wooden room. There was nothing but a tiny bed and a connected bathroom. The door was locked and there weren't any windows, no escape and barely any light inside the room.

The only reason why I woke up was because I began to feel nauseous and within seconds I was kneeling by the toilet, spilling out whatever food was in my system. Ever since that I had been sitting at the edge of the bed, staring at the dull wall feeling like there's no point at all.

Then the door unlocked. James wore a white tank top and some baggy cargo pants. "Eat up." He handed me a paper plate with a ham and cheese sandwich but I desperately took it. I looked down at it, hesitant, before picking it up and just as I was about to take a bite from it James was leaning in to kiss me. I quickly moved my head to avoid any type of contact with him but he ended up kissing my cheek. He let out a low chuckle as he roughly grabbed my chin and turned my face to look at him.

"I will make you mine one way or another" He emphasized each word, staring down at my pursed lips and then leaving the room to shut the door behind him.

I let out a long sigh and began hurriedly eating the sandwich as I was more hungry than usual. I thought it was kind of strange when I realized how much my appetite has grown within the last month or so. I began thinking more into but didn't have the chance when a loud bang caught my attention.

I turned towards the direction of my door when I heard footsteps and voices getting closer. I backed up against the cold wall and tensed up when Vanessa walked in with James following behind her.

Her red lips formed a smirk as she neared closer to me and I had the urge to run past them but I knew I wouldn't make it.

"You look like trash without Harry's rich clothing dressing you." She sneered until her body was only inches away from mine. There's no way I would ever let her get to me.

"I mean... he was the one undressing me." I smirked. I swear her eyes turned a darker shade and I could tell she was biting the inside of her cheek.

"And soon I'll be the one undressing him. Soon enough he'll forget all about you and he'll be mine, sweetheart." She mocked and I left my blood start to boil. There's no way he'll ever turn to her. He did once why wouldn't he do it again?

I narrowed my eyes at her as she only chuckled and backed away from me to go to James' side. I swear it was like seeing double the devil with evil intentions written all over their faces.

"Take special care of her." She spoke to James while eyeing me up and down one last time. "Take care of Harry." He chuckled and with that they both left the room to leave me broken inside.

I dropped my body to the side of the bed, my arms resting on the mattress and my legs curled up on the floor. I unwillingly let out a river of tears but quickly covered my mouth to muffle my sobs so no one would hear. They were both slowly starting to get inside my head and making me feel weaker. I feel absolutely helpless locked up in here, with no way to contact Harry but I couldn't avoid this happening.

With all my crying I started getting this horrible pang of pain in my head and I soon felt nauseous again. Before I knew it I found myself crawling to the bathroom and luckily I made it on time. I pulled my tight grip on the toilet bowl and I sat there with my body uncontrollably shaking. After spilling out my sandwich, my body went into a hyperventilating mode.

I was such a mess, more emotional then ever before and I felt physically exhausted. Seeing Johanna so terrified and then having to leave everything behind in order to keep everyone I've come to love safe, then feeling so sick all of a sudden was just all so overwhelming.

What scared me more was not knowing if I'd be strong enough to get through this or out of this at all.

A/N :

ahh thank you guys sooo much for 13k reads, this is seriously insane and i could never thank you guys enough.

it's also day five of hrought and im so depressed but happy that harry is finally getting a well deserved break but still rip the fandom ughh.

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