Arabelle

[48]The Chase Begins

Louis' Pov

When Harry and Anne had finally stopped embracing each other we set right to it to get Arabelle back.

Who knows what that monster could be doing to m- Harry's girl.

She's probably stuck in the van for hours on end until the heartless monster comes to pick et up for what ever reason he might want her for.

Harry was speeding down the wet back ally's of Holmes Chapel. It was a rainy day and it was boring. The only good thing about the day was we had got Anne.

The adrenaline rushed through my veins causing me to feel A lot more giddy about how we were going to tackle the Problem of Max.

Anne had been untangled from the what seemed like thousands of ropes and was sitting in the back of the Car. Harry was driving and I was riding shotgun.

Harry's mother had not said one word apart from sorry. I could tell that she genuinely felt bad for what Mac had done to her, and maybe she even thought it as her fault.

Obviously it wasn't but maybe she saw it as that way sometimes.

"What time we at Lou?" Harry asked in a hurry.

"8:29, and calm down, she'll be okay, try not to worry"

My attempts I made to try and make harry feel better felt almost effortless to me.

Harry took a fast and sharp turn round a corner of the back ally, This sudden action made Anne and I stumble slightly to the right of the car.

Harry quickly looked up through the mirror to check to make sure his mother was alright; she was.

Now that Anne was back I felt almost a 3rd wheeler. Argh.

"What's up? You seem nervous?" Harry asked me while taking another sharp turn causing my grip on the handle to tighten. My knuckles looked like they were going to Pop out of my skin for gods sake harry.

"I-I'm fine why?" I stuttered, great, now of course he is going to know that something it up.

The truth is, I'm in love. I'm in love with a girl I can have, and that sucks.

Harry quickly turned his head and glanced at me, he didn't exactly look convinced.

"You always say that" he sighed.

I looked down, I didn't really want to talk about this at the moment.

After an awkwardly silent 25 minute car journey back to the Mansion, we finally arrived back to let the boys know what happened and find a way to get Arabelle back.

I made my way to my room, my safe haven; for now.

Arabelle's Pov

It was dark. That's all I could take in right now. My head hurt so much I couldn't even open my eyes, even in the dark.

I was slowly getting moved about by something.

I was in a car. Oh.

All I could remember was Harry and Max Arguing and then him taking Anne and Max taking me.

How rude.

I knew he didn't have a choice but still.

The back of the van was opened and the small thin line at the bottom of my eye lids was hit by a horrifying bright light. Probably a torch if It wasn't day already. Goodness know how long I've been out for.

I slowly began to get feeling back in my body, everywhere still felt numb for some reason.

I must have hit my head a little when Max threw me into this darn Van. how dare he, as soon as I get out of here and find him I'll-

The engine stopped and the van door shuts.

Crap, that means that someone is coming. I quickly shut my eyes and layed still so I looked as If I was still knocked out mor asleep - what ever I was I can't really remember.

"Arabelle baby I know you awake" A dark and monstrous voice lingered in the air. I never even want to hear his name again.

I hate him 100%.

I opened up my eyes and looked straight through his dark emerald green ones. They were so alike, Him and harry. Sometimes I actually find it scary that they are so similar.

Only obviously Harry's hair is better that his. It's just so amazing.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Why so nasty Arabelle, i though we were friends" he said in a mocking tone.

"Well you obviously thought wrong in that sick mind of yours" I spat back at him.

His expression changed, it was like something I'd never seen before, Anger, Jealousy, passion. I don't even know how any of these can even mix.

He jumped inside of the back of the van with me, his heavy boots making a sound that probably was something my grave being dug for me.

I shuffled back hurriedly, stupid idea, I again hit the back. Wow, amazing help Arabelle.

"There's no getting out now baby" he smirked evilly while whispering in an aggressive way.

He grabbed my arm and dragged my body over the dirt and concrete, that was sure to leave a few scratches.

I was pulled up the stairs kicking and screaming, this was totally not happening.

"Someone's feisty today aren't they" he chuckled towards me while practically throwing me into this room and slamming the door shut.

I'm pretty sure he mumbled a few words about something before walking away but I wasn't listening to his crap today, or any day.

I looked around at my surrounding, pretty basic bedroom, a bed, few draws and a chair with a window. The window had been blocked by countless wooden planked hammered into the wall.

Escape seemed only seemed like a myth in my case at the moment.

At least I have time to think...

I got myself up of the floor and not even dating to look at myself in case I would just be ashamed.

I climbed onto the big sort of uncomfortable bed and lay down, trying to catch a bit of sleep.

It's been a long day, and maybe, just maybe I might need my energy tomorrow...

sorry, but a cute picture of Harry to make up for it :)

Also the chapter of Break Time 1 isn't been working, I've fount d out why but I'll have to rewrite it soon for you guys :3

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