Claiming Season

Chapter 19

Chelsea's P.O.V

I've been sitting in this chair for 3 hours silently staring at Harry who was currently cooking chicken breasts. I mumbled through the duck tape only to have Harry shush me.

"Harry." I managed to say.

"What?" He replied sternly.

I couldn't manage to say anything else so I decided to wait till he was done cooking. He grabbed the vegetables he had all redy made and mixed them with the chicken. He put the food in a plate and placed it on the table next to me.

"You're going to silently eat this then I'm going to tie you up on your room." Harry took a long breath and sighed.

He took the duck tape off of my mouth and smiled at my redness.

"Un tie me Harry. I have two perfectly good hands and I can manage to eat my own fucking food okay." I spat.

"No."

"No? Haha okay." I sarcastically laughed.

"Haha what?" Harry asked confused.

I simply ignored him. He tried to feed me some chiken but I would not eat it.

"Chelsea." Harry sternly said.

I mentally laughed because I knew he hated the silent treatment.

"Just eat okay?"

I turned my face to the opposite side so I didn't face him and laugh.

"I hate when you do this. And I know you do this cause you know it annoys the hell out of me."

"Yup-P." I laughed popping the p.

"Do you promise to eat if I untieyou?" Harry asked annoyed.

"Mmhm." I lied.

"Okay." Harry sighed.

He untied the noted rope from my legs and wrists. I smiled and moved my hands to the front. As fast as I could I punched Harry across the face with an underhand hook. Good thing I remembered this one thing from my grandpa he would be so proud.

I reached into Harry pockets and pulled his car keys out. I quickly walked up to the door unlocked it and smiled.

"Chelsea? Where are you going?" Vanessa asked.

"Um to buy some ice cream?" I said as a question trowing Vanessa off.

"Okay." She smiled.

I quickly walked passed her and jumped into the car.

"Harry?" I heard Vanessa yell.

"Fuck." I said turning the car on and rushing out of the drive way.

I could see Vanessa running after the car so I sped up hoping she would soon give up.

I sped up and sped up trying to get as far as I could from here. I just want to get home and see my family. I couldn't help but have tears in my eyes. Which is a bad thing considering I was driving.

At every stop I felt as if everyone was following me hoping to stop me when in reality no one was. It was just me having one of my many panic attacks.

"Breath Chelsea. Breath." I spoke.

"Chelse get back home now." I heated the car speak.

I soon realized it was just Harry's car phone.

"Leave me alone Niall. It's done I'm gone and never going back." I cried.

"Go back home now. Or I will find you and punish you." Niall yelled through the speakers.

My panic attack began to worsen and I could barely breath. "Ni-Niall." I tried to say.

"What's wrong?" Niall questioned.

"I can't. I can't breath." I spoke.

"Stop the car an-."

I screamed as a screech and squeal of the tires prepared me for something that was about to happen. The headlights were speeding towards me and before there was any time to react I felt a quick and loud impact. The tires screeched and a blarring horn screaming in my ear. I felt my body slammded against both the seatbelt and the air bag. I could feel glass slicing my face and arms. The smell of the toxic petroleum mixing with my blood made me gag. But soon enough I was out cold.

Niall's P.O.V

"Chelse get back home now." I spoke through the phone.

"Leave me alone Niall. It's done I'm gone and never going back." She cried.

"Go back home now. Or I will find you and punish you." I yelled.

"Ni-Niall." Chelsea tried to say.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I can't. I can't breath." I spoke.

"Stop the car an-."

I could here a loud thud Chelsea's screams and glass shattering. I tried to talk to her but I had soon lost connection. I tried calling her again and again but no answer.

"Harry how could you let her go!" I punched yelled and kick Harry.

The boys ran to me stopping me but I wouldn't quit without a fight.

"You fucking idiot. She can be dead and it's all your fucking fault!" I cried.

Zayn sat me onto the couch. I bunched up into a ball and cried into my knees.

"This is all my fault. I knew it was too early to leave her here." I cried.

"I'm sorry Niall. She right hooked my face." Harry tried to apologize.

I couldn't help but notice Harry crying.

This pisses me off so much. I know he loves her and I'm allowing him to live with us. I do this because he makes her happy. But I know one thing he will never make her feel as good as I make her feel.

"You love her don't you?" I asked Harry.

"Off course she's like my sister." Harry lied.

"You know what I mean Harry." I said sternly.

"No. Niall no. It never happened and it never will. Don't worry mate." Harry once again lied.

"We need to find out where they're talking her." Niall yelled.

"I'm on it boss." Luke said grabbing his Mac book pro.

"If something happened to her you're dead Styles." Niall said storming off to his room.

A/N: Guys I'm sorry I took long to update but here's a new chapter and by the way I'm updating twice tonight so look forward to a second part of this! And thank you so much for 1k reads!