Present Day
"How the fuck are we going to escape," I yell to Niall. "We have to run, drive to the airport, and get out of the state. He could find us if we stayed in California. I got two tickets to go to Boston for today at 3:00. We don't have much time so trust me now, Ellie, we have to leave." I've been kept and abused by Harry for 2 full years, I'm finally going to be free. I couldn't believe it. I begin to cry. I run to Niall and kiss him and he hugs back. His lips are so kissable, I never want to kiss anyone else ever again. "I love you so much," he whispers in my ear as he grabs my waist. "But if we're going to go, we have to go now," Niall says to me with a very serious look on his face. And we're off.
2 years Earlier
Harry grabs me, turns me over and caresses me all over. I feel like he loves me, I do nothing to stop it. I moan, "Harry" and he goes crazy. He goes even harder than he was before, he was sex-crazed. After a short time, I start to realize, Harry doesn't really want me. All he wants is a sex slave, and I guess I'm that. I stop letting him use me, I begin to resist. And he yells "Oh honey, you probably regret doing that." He punches me in the face. I start to bleed. He thrusts back into me. If I hadn't gone on a date with him that day...
