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you better shape up baby

"Harry" he smiles "Harry Styles"

shit it's him

The name alone sends shivers up my spine. All of the warnings behind it saying to stay away are present in my mind. Though none of them process as I stare at this beautiful man in front of me.

My brain moves a mile a minuet as I comprehend how to respond. My mind is jumbled together his smell of musky smoke and mint clouding my thoughts holding me back from my normal sarcastic comments. Before I can even manage out a word the door to the kitchen snaps open encasing a smirking Ray.

"I see you two have met." Ray speaks walking over to the beer and pulling one out, tapping the edge on the granite popping the lid off onto the floor, where it will most likely stay untill I pick it up.

"How do you two know eachother?" I wonder out loud looking between the two men.

"We don't." Ray replies casually taking a chug of his beer whilst leaning on the counter.

"Then why is he here?" I question

"For you darling." Harry reply's adding a cocky wink to the end.

"Why would you want me?" I ask feeling like a pathetic confused little girl.

"Because I have a few questions for you Miss Tremonte" Harry says clasping his hands behing his back in a proper manner. "Now if you wouldn't mind Mr. Jacques, could I have a word alone with Miss Tremonte?"

"I don't care just don't murder her or anything I'm kinda sopposed to marry her." Ray says shrugging before casually walking out of the kitchen.

Harry takes a few steps closer untill he's towering over me consuming my small position on the counter.

"Do you love him?" Harry asks his voice dropping a few octives lower.

"That matters to you because?" I snap, Harry gives me a hard glare before he takes a step back looking me up and down causing a mysterious grin to widen on his face.

"How about I just get to the point." Harry replys sharply, looking me once again in the eyes. "We can eathier do this the easy way or the hard way. You eathier willingly come with me, or I force you."

"W-What?" I studder my heart dropping into my vagina. (A.N. sorry had to.xx)

"Ray won't allow this" I raise my voice sliding off the counter, slowly backing away from the dangerous man infront of me.

"Ray isnt here princess."

"What yes he his he just walked out."

"Well let's just say I had a friend take care of him, yes he will be fine, though not like it should make a diffence to you since its obvious you don't love him."

"Well I'm not going with you." I snarl

"The hard way it tis, Zayn if you will" The door to the kitchen is pushed open and a man with black hair and a vast amount of tattoos, walks twords me.

He pulls my hair causing my head to smash into his hard chest. A horrible smelling white cloth is pressed to my nose and mouth as he grabs my neck stopping my breathing. When he finnally let's go I take in a huge gasp of air from under the cloth only causing a wave of slepiness to wash over me.

Before darkness takes over I look up to see a devious smirking Harry walking twords me, only to catch my drooping body as my knees buckle into a slump of unwanted sleep.