*Harry's P.O.V.*
I haven't heard from Rose all day and I have really been stressing about it. The boys keep trying to calm me down saying she probably took my mustang out and just needed some space, but I wasn't buying it at all. Jesus Christ I hope she's okay.
*Roses P.O.V.*
I grabbed my bags from the floor in Nandos and make my way towards the bathrooms. Luckily I bought myself a black dress before I ran out of money.
I opened one of the bathroom stalls, setting my bags on the floor. I took off my clothes leaving me in my red thong with my matching bra. I slipped on the beautiful dress before walking out of the stall, taking a good look in the mirror.
The dress stopped at mid thigh and it hugged my curves perfectly. My brown waves flowed perfectly stopping at my hips.
I grabbed all my bags and dark purple purse, finally leaving the mall.
As soon as the automatic doors opened, the cool spring air hit my chest making goose bumps appear on my skin.
I spot Harry's mustang behind a silver Kia and smiled to myself. Tonight should be fun.
*Twenty minutes later*
As I entered the club the smell of alcohol and weed traveled, making its way to my nose.
I've only been to a club once and that was with Matt, one of the biggest mistakes of my life.
I squeezed my way through all the sweaty dancing bodies making my way to the bar. I took a sit next to a young looking man with a flat top hat on as he was talking it up with the bar tender.
"What can I get for you Ms?"
"Can I have a bloody marry, three shots, and one miller light?" I asked making him look at me like I was crazy, soon smiling getting started on my drinks.
*A couple hours laters*
As I made my way to the dance floor everything was a blur, I feel I could fall over. I was completely wasted and had no idea what the fuck I was doing, but honestly I didn't care, I was having fun for once.
As I made my way through all the dancing bodies someone took hold of my waste pulling me into them. The sober me would run for my life, the drunk me was doing the complete opposite. I started swaying my hips and soon we were grinding. I looked over my shoulder and noticed a familiar blonde mop of curls but I'm to drunk to even recognize who it is.
As the whole world began to spin I lost my balance, darkness taking over me.
*Stalkers P.O.V.*
As she passed out in my arms I dragged her to the women's bathroom, locking the door. This fucking slut is going to pay for what she did to me. I took the rope I had hidden in my jacket pocket. I knew She was going to be here, I've been following her all day, watching her every move closely.
I grabbed her wrist harshly not taking it easy on her. Once her ankles and wrists were tied together, I began dragging her out through the backdoors. Everybody was to drunk to even notice the scene.
I opened the door, dragging her limp body to my car. As I opened the trunk I threw her into it before slamming it shut.
Oh Rose what have you gotten yourself into?
*Thirty minutes later*
I carried Rose down to my basement, as I spot the chains connected to the wall I smirked to myself.
This should be fun.
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