Kidnapped, A Harry Styles Love Story

Chapter Two

-Harry Styles-

  I frown as I stare at the man with wide eyes filled with fear. I swallow hard, watching him and the girl have a stare down until the man finally gives up, muttering something under his breath before he turned and left, slamming the door shut behind him, the look on the girls face telling me that she would get the full force of whatever was supposed to go to me later.

  My eyes land on the camera, confusion rushing to me. If people could watch me, then why haven't they been able to track me down? Why have I been here for the passed few days with me online and no one tracking me down?

  "He might look dumb," the girl started as she grabs some water from the table. "And trust me, he is. But he is also great when it comes to computers. That signal is being transferred through so many sites right now that it'll track you to China and then five seconds later you'll end up in Sydney."

  I frown slightly, this just telling me that I am doomed, and I wont be able to get out of here, probably alive. I watch the girl as she sighs, tilting my head back and then pouring the liquids down my throat. I hadn't realised how thirsty I had actually been, even though I had drank mere minutes ago. My throat burned with thirst, and this small glass of water wouldn't do what I needed, what my throat craved for. She let out a sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair, frowning as she watches me.

  "I will get you some new clothes, most likely worn by others that have been here. It's the best you can do. I'll talk him into letting you have a shower, but that might not be allowed," the girl tells me, and I nod a little bit, which causes the searing pain to return.

  She frowns slightly, shaking her head as she walks, running her fingers through her hair.

  "I would tell you to rest, but I'm not sure if that would be the best thing for you right now, so stay awake. Don't let yourself fall into a coma," she warns me, and I nod slowly, though I was exhausted right now, and sleep was the only thing on my mind. Though, I was also hungry.

  She sighs slightly, shaking her head again, before turning, leaving the view of the camera and then leaving the room, going the opposite way I had seen the man in the ski mask turn.

  I look around the room, frowning as I take in my surroundings. I bite my lip, nothing was really in the room other than me, the table and a closet the was near the end of the room, to the left of the door, but something told me that I didn't want to find out what was in there.

-Louis Tomlinson-

  I frown, continuing to watch the events unfold before me as Anne talked on the phone to some police officers. I heard snippets of her conversation, mostly her side, though from what she was saying I could tell that they were coming and would be here in a few minutes to talk to her about everything. I frown slightly, hating seeing my best friend like this. I could tell that he was trying to hide the fear from his face, but the emotion was evident in his green orbs, there was no way he could hide that. He was in pain, the gash on his head supplying more than enough of that for him. I knew I wouldn't have been able to handle this as well as he was, and he wasn't handling it that well himself.

  I listen to Anne as she hangs up, letting out a sigh as she placed the phone down. Nothing was happening right now, other than Harry's gaze continuously flickering around the room, landing on the ground, the camera and whatever was behind the camera, out of its view.

  I didn't know If I should like the fact that nothing was happening, at least he wasn't getting hurt or beaten right now, but there was also the fact that with nothing happening, he could fall asleep easily, and from the sound of that girls voice that was the worst thing that could ever happen.

  I remember when I had hit my head off the concrete ground when I was younger and I wasn't allowed go to sleep because there might have been more damage then was shown right now. He could slip into a coma and then there really was no hope and that wasn't good.

  If he fell asleep he would be more vulnerable then he was now, which definitely wasn't good. At least now while awake he can stop himself getting beaten, weakly though, but at least he had some energy, but once he slipped unconscious that would be it, he wouldn't be able to help himself, and wouldn't be able to use the little control over the situation he had now.

  I watch the door open and five police officers walk in, standing up, not wanting to hear them discuss the chance my best friend had of survival, and though I felt bad for leaving Anne to talk about her son like this on her own, I didn't feel guilty enough to stay there.

  I bite my lip as I walk up the stairs, running my fingers through my messy hair, deciding a shower would be the best thing for me right now, so I strip down, locking the door and climb into the hot water, letting the water wash away my worries for twenty minutes.

~ Sorry for this being so short! I am also sorry for me not updating in so long. I haven't been able to get onto the computer between school, and holidays and moving houses! I will try to update more often though! Thank you for all the feed back! I love you guys! Please tell me what you think about this chapter and tell your friends about this story! Thank you!♥xx - Lily! ~