I waited {L.S}

3.1

Harry
I looked at Kayla. "How many times have you brought him here?"

"First time, why?" She asked. I turned around but couldn't see Louis. "Harry?"

"Louis?" I called, taking a few steps in the direction he did. "Lou-"

I stopped yelling and started running when I saw Ken. "Stay away from him!" I yelled as I got closer to to him.

Ken found my gaze and grinned, confusing me until I saw that Louis was right next to him, shaking his head. I tried pushing past people, but I kept losing them in the crowd.

"Louis!" I yelled again. By the time I got to where they had been, I had no idea where he could have been. "Louis!" I screamed again.

Kayla found me and grabbed my arm. "Where did Louis-"

"Ken. Ken has Louis," I said frantically. "This wasn't supposed to happen."

Kayla grabbed my arm and pulled me backwards. I tried to fight, but Kayla wouldn't let me go. I finally followed her and saw she was on the phone. She began to report the situation to hopefully the cops.

I was numb in the passenger seat of Kayla's car. Louis was alone with him. What was I supposed to do? Why did I let him walk away? Why didn't I follow him? Why would Louis walk to him?

Kayla grabbed my arm. "Harry, breathe."

"Louis is back with Ken. I can't believe I let him-"

"Harry," Kayla called over me. She looked just as panicked as me, but she had to hold it together, I didn't. "He's gonna be okay. We're going to find him."

I stared at her and tried to steady my breathing, but it wasn't working. We have to find him. I can't live without him. I love him, I need Louis.

Louis
I whimpered as he laughed in the car. I kept my face pressed into the seat as the heavy blanket over me made it hard to breathe.

"I told you this wasn't over. I can't be too mad at you, either, but things will be back to normal soon."

I choked back a sob. I had to remind myself not to beg him to let me go. Not to hurt me. I had to go back to not talking.

"They're never getting you back. You're mine and you have been the whole time."

I shook my head. I didn't want to stay. I wanted Harry and Kayla. My sisters. I didn't want to be with him.

I had to of cried myself to sleep because I woke up in a small room. I felt the metal against my ankle the second I started moving. I was hoping it had been a dream, but that right there was all it took for me to realize this happened. He had me again.

"Harry!" I screamed, tears flooding my eyes. "Kayla!"

The door started shaking and I heard locks clicking before it opened. He stood there, hands on his hips. I sobbed, curling away from him. "I want to go home!"

"Damn kid. Am I really going to have to reteach you?"

"I hate you!" I screamed. "I want to go home and actually be loved and not hurt every day! I hate you!"

He stared at me for a few seconds, his look completely unreadable. I wanted to shrink away but I was stuck. Then anger quickly took over.

"You ungrateful little-" his fist collided with my face, reminding me of what I was truly in for. I sobbed and shook my head, pressing my hands to the spot on my cheek that was heating up. he flexed his hand and shook it. "You're so lucky that I have someone else for you to meet."

"No! I want to go home!"

"Oh, we're going home."

The comment made me freeze. Where were we? Why would he stop somewhere else? Who was I supposed to meet? I didn't want to meet anyone. He would probably let them hurt me, and I thought that was all over. I never even told Kayla about all of it. Harry knows, Kayla's tried to pry at it, but I never wanted to talk about it.

"I don't want you," I whispered, pulling my knees to my chest. "You're a monster."

"That's one damn thing you have right kid."