Falling for the impossible (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

I woke up in a small room that only had a cheap looking couch in the center and that was it. Where was I? That's when it all came back.

Flashback

"Come with me and Harry won't get hurt" He told me.

"What are you doing here Jake?" I asked him. He grabbed my arm and I held my breath so I wouldn't shout in pain. Always that firm grip.

"You told the cops, now it's time to get my revenge. Now either come with me or I'll kill Harry" He told me. I pinched my eyes shut.

"I'll go with you" I told him. I would give anything to save Harry, even give up my life.

Present time

I looked around the room. Okay so Jake had to be on the run from the cops because I remembered Harry calling them. Then I remembered I had my phone. I reached in my pocket and dialed Harry's number.

"No Service" I said to myself as the annoying voice recording played. I started to get scared. I would be Jake to make a dramatic entrance. I knew he was going to kill me and I was scared. I shouldn't have ever told Harry now he's in danger and It's all my fault.

Harry's POV

"I'm telling you Liam she's in trouble! When I came back from the bathroom she was gone. You know about her ex what if he took her?" I asked Liam into the phone has I sped back to the bus.

"She's not here Harry! We need to call the cops" Liam said. I hung up without a word and dialled 911.

"I need to file a miss person report" I said giving them a description of her looks and what she was wearing. They told me to come to the station and I could bring the boys. I would find Blake. I had to.

Blake's POV

I walked around the room even though there was nothing to see. Just the old brown couch. There were two doors and I had already tried both of them. One led to a bathroom with nothing in any of the cabinets except toilet paper. The other was locked and I was guessing it was my way out. I sat down against the wall and put my head in my hands.

"Aw is Blake upset?" I jumped at the sound od Jake's voice. I looked up and saw the look in his eyes that scared me every time I looked at him. I wasn't going to get out of this house alive. He shut the door behind him and slowly made his way to me. Dramatically as always.

"You deserve every scar I gave you!" He screamed at me. I felt the tears start down my face. He laughed seeing my fear and pulled out a knife from his pocket. He leaned down and grabbed my arm.

"The first scar I gave you correct?" He said gesturing to the long scar on my arm. I nodded and he smiled. He took the knife and dragged it along the scar. Opening an old wound. I screamed in pain and when he finished he had a sinister smile on his face.

"Please stop" I whispered holding my arm trying to stop the bleeding unsuccessfully. He laughed.

"That only makes me want to do it more" He said taking the knife down on my cheek making a small cut. I closed my eyes wishing this would all be over that he would just kill me already.

"I think I might just keep you for a while, just like old times" He told me rubbing his thumb on the blood dripping from my cheek.

Someone, anyone. Save me.