Stolen

8

                           

"Why is she out?" Harry asked

"She needed to get off those cuffs, Harry. They were making her skin raw." Liam said while positioning himself in front of me.

"You should of called me first." Harry spit

"You would of said no." Zayn said

"My rules." Harry growled

"Harry." Niall warned 

"She could of run away." Harry pointed out

"Harry, if I was going to runaway I would've already tried. I'm not stupid. I don't know where I am who lives around here. I don't have anyway to call for help and If I did try to runaway I know you guys would of caught me." I said 

"I still don't trust you." Harry hissed

"And what makes you think I trust you not to kill me?" I hissed back

"I've told you  I wouldn't" Harry said

"And I've told you I wouldn't runaway and look here! I haven't" I said

"She has a point Harry." Liam said

"Fine." Harry grumbled

"Yay! I finally have a new friend!" Louis screamed while running up to me and picked me up and hugged me

"Hands off." Harry growled 

"Calm down curly!" Louis yelled 

"I see my nickname is sticking." I said with a smile

"Unfortunately." Harry grumbled 

"You'll get used to it... Hazza." I said with a giggle.

The look on Harry's face was priceless. I heard all the guys giggle in the background 

"Who told you?" Harry growled 

"A little birdie." I said with a smirk

"Who?" Harry said annoyed 

"I don't even know." I said 

"Thats it!" Harry growled 

Before I could blink Harry ran over to me and picked me up, at first I felt a little scared but when I heard the other guys laughing I knew he was just joking around. Harry picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and walked over to the couch.

"Harry!" I whined 

"Yes?" Harry asked innocently 

"Put me down!" 

"Never!" Harry said and then through me on the couch and then sat next to me. After Harry sat down and got comfortable, I picked my legs up and placed them on his lap.

"Make yourself at home." Harry said with a smirk

"I plan on it." I said back

Harry and I stared at each other for about ten minutes just making funny faces. I've always wanted someone to be weird with and all my other friends would check me into a mental hospital if I ever did this with them. The more I hung out with these boys the more I felt like myself. I hated that. I hated that I trust them and I hate that I'm starting to put them in the friends category.  Harry and I were still making weird faces when Louis walked in.

"Aren't you two comfy." Louis said

"Shut up." Harry said 

"We should watch a movie. Don't ya think Hazza?" I said