More Than A Hangover (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter Four

ERMEGERD LONG TIME NO SEE

IM SO SORRY LIKE UGH IT HAS BEEN TWO MONTHS

I have missed you all very much so!

So shall we begin?

I.think.yes.

CHAPTER FOUR

"What the fuck are we supposed to do now, Curly?" I snapped, shooting my "husband" the dirtiest look in the history of mean looks. "How about.." He sighed, "we haven't got all day,darling" I replied, putting a lot of sarcastic emphasis on the word "darling." "Can you give me some time,please?" He hissed, furrowing his eyebrows in frustration. His thinking process went on for about ten minutes or so. "I swear, I've seen paint dry faster" I monotonously sighed, tapping my foot on the cracked concrete of the stranded road, crossing my arms in an impatient manner.

"You were a lot more patient at the club" he murmured.

"And you were a lot more charming" I spat, grinning in satisfaction at my comeback.

"You think your real funny, don't you?" He growled.

"I prefer the word hilarious" I informed.

"That's it, I'm leaving!" He shouted, walking away.

"Where Harry? look around you, we are s-t-r-a-n-d-e-d. Stranded." I screamed with anger.

He then stopped in his tracks, examining his surroundings. Lush,green mountains, covered in small white flowers, stringed on and on for miles. The baby blue sky, hung above us, it's white clouds mocking us.

He then trudged back, slowly realizing that we were indeed stranded,lost,or any other word that means "No way home." His emerald eyes stared into my soul, as he searched for the right words to to say.

"Can we just forget all about this fight, and try to find somewhere to stay?" He whispered,obviously as tired of our fighting as I was.

"Yeah, let's just work this out like a real married couple should" I laughed.

"Oh shut up, honey" he cackled, playfully slapping my arm.

Harry then took hold of my hand, as we headed toward anywhere but here.

Two Hours Later~*

"Look Lucia, I see a village!" Harry shouted with glee, pointing to a brick building in the distance.

"Ahoy, we have spotted land!" I screamed with joy, as we both eagerly galloped towards the small town.

The small town turned out to be bigger than we expected. It consisted of multicolored pasted buildings, trimmed with white wood. My heels created a clacking noise with each step I made. "Can those heels be any louder?" Harry teased, looking down at my now battered up shoes. "I don't know, can they?" I questioned, stomping my heels even harder on the ground.

Before he could respond, a little boy with blonde hair whistled at me, nodding in approval. "Hey, that's my wife you're whistling at!" Harry shouted, trying his best to look angry. "Jealous?" I cooed, flirtatiously battering my eyelashes in his direction. "Pshh, of what?" He grinned. "That other men want your wife?" I self assuringly replied.

He then started running towards a small, brick building. "Harry, what are you doing?"

"A bake shop!" He giddily shouted, stopping in front of the small, red door. We pushed open it's heaviness, and stepped inside the warm shoppe.

The smell of baked goods wavered up my nostrils. Breads,cakes and cookies of all kinds surrounded every foot of the the shoppe. "Do you need any help?" A woman with a thick German accent questioned, leaning on the glass table. "Yes,yes I do, can you see if you have any more of those fudge cookies in storage?" I kindly asked, kindly smiling. The woman nodded and headed to the small storage area behind the building.

"What are you doing?" He hissed.

"Quick, grab as many things as you can and run into the woods over there!" I whisper yelled.

Harry did as told, and we headed out the shoppe with cookies and breads overflowing in our arms. "Hey,come back!" The same familiar accent called out, which made us run ten times faster than we were before.

We stopped running when we were far enough into the mysterious woods.

Dark, green pine trees enclosed on us. Red scrapes covered my legs, the sleeves of my blue dress were now covered in rips. I exhaled some air from my lungs, as I watched the white smoke dissolve in the wind.

"Here" Harry offered, tossing me a long, chestnut colored fur coat. "How did you get this?" I questioned, highly impressed with his theft skills. "It was the woman's, she left it behind the counter. "I'm impressed, Mr.Styles" I beamed, kissing him on his frail cheek, which was now crimson due to the fact that it was forty degrees, or he was flattered I rewarded him.

The coats fur engulfed me in heat. Harry stood there, shivering in the coldness. "Come here" I kindly demanded, opening my coat. He marched toward my direction, and wrapped the other side of the fur coat around his tall torso.

We walked a couple miles until we were back on the main road again. Both still wrapped in each other's arms.

A black van pulled up to us. Harry motioned me to walk faster, so I did. The van did not take no for an answer. I stood right in place, still as a statue. "Lucia, what the fuck are you doing?" Harry murmured, dragging my arm forward, but I still stayed put. Face to face with the van.

"Do you need a ride?" Another deep, thick, German accent asked. This time isn't was a man. His thin, light, brown hair was baling at the top, his sea colored eyes looking questioning but yet mysterious. "No thank you" I confidently replied, turning back around.

"Vlad,Todd" the man called out into the back of the mysterious van. Out came two, huge men with biceps the size of Harry and mine's heads out together.

Harry and I immediately began to run for our lives. I was stopped halfway down the road, by Todd I think. The more I squirmed, the tighter his grip got. "Let her go!" Harry demanded, attempting to thrust himself out of Vlad's strong arms.

I straightaway began to feel faint, my world spinning around me. The last thing I heard was Harry yelling, until Todd held a small napkin, full of chloroform up to my nose. Making my whole world go black.