I wake up and see that Harry is still asleep and it is still night time. I get up careful not to wake Harry and go to the kitchen. I turn on the lights and check the time. It is 3:00 in the morning. I have a feeling that it isn't just me and Harry in here. I shrug at the thought and turn around to see that what I was predicting was true. I see Harry looking at me. "Oh my god Harry you scared me!" "Sorry I thought that he was here and he came for you".
"Don't worry he won't you said that nobody from them know where you live." "He nodded relieved and hugged me. "Don't leave me again please?" I nod at how protective he is.
"I'm ready to tell you". "Tell me what?" I say my eyebrows coming up in confusion. "About how I got in the institution." I nod.
He sits me down and takes a deep breath. "Well when I was 16 I had a girlfriend. She understood me and I love her more than anything." I felt a little jealous. "After about a month I go to our apartment and I see her in bed with another man. She tried saying sorry but I didn't listen. That day she left with him. I was so angry that I went to her house. I killed her family and left them on the floor near the front door." I gasped and covered my face in fright. "When she came home he was with her so I killed them too. Then the police showed up and took me to this mental institution in another country. When I arrived there were two people at the front gate, Zayn adn his father Christian. They took me in a room and started beating me up. Almost everyday they beat me up and sometimes for no reason. When I had enough four years later I found a way to escape. So I did. Cheryl wanted me home so I came back here. I swear Alison that I changed I am not like that so please don't leave me" he said getting on his knees.
I couldn't speak. "I just need time Harry I need some air" I finally say. I go to the front door and run. He kept calling my name but I didn't turn around. After running I ended up near Starbucks. I went in and ordered a coffee. I started thinking. Should I trust him? 'Of course you should don't be stupid. He just opened up to you you idiot!' My inner voice said. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw him. Zayn was here and he had someone with him. I look at the other man with him and guess that he is his father. Zayn looks at me and talks the man. The man nods and they are walking towards me. The man grabs me and Zayn gets out a gun. "EVERYBODY DOWN!" Zayn says. He points the gun at my head. "Or I'll shoot". The man carries me outside and there is a van parked out there. They open it and put me in it and they hop in with me. "Hello sweetie" the man says as he touches my cheek. I squeal and try to get out of the van. But Zayn ties my hands and legs.
"Zayn call Harry he will be so devastated to see his girlfriend all scared" the man whispers again. I start to cry as Zayn dials the number and puts it on speaker.
"Hello?" I hear Harry say.
"Harry!" I yell as the man starts touching me.
"Alison is that you?" he says seeming worried.
"Yes Harry please help me!" I say beginning to cry as he touches me down there. The man smirks and starts kissing my neck. It makes me sob harder.
"Do you hear that Harry?" Zayn says.
"Zayn don't you dare!" Harry says.
"Me and my father can do what we want with her. She is our property now. If you want her back you know what you need to do." Zayn says.
"God Harry you never told me she was so wet" the man who is I assume Christian says.
"Leave her alone or I will kill both of you" Harry says.
"If you want her back we'll meet you to the place where it all started" Zayn says hanging up.
"Hang on sweetie you're going to be here a while" Christian says licking his fingers and going to the front seat with Zayn.
I pull my knees to my chest and start crying again. God I wish that I stayed home and none of this would have happened.
Hey guys sorry it is short and sorry about what happened in the last chapter. Well if you are wondering Christian's picture is on the side and thanks for reading.
Early update is 370 bcause I need to think of how to continue this guys.
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My Best Friend's Brother.
ChickLit"A promise is a promise right?" -------- A/N: Currently under construction! I wrote this when I was 12, so there is a lot of spelling mistakes and grammatical errors.
