(Harry's POV)
I woke up, my eyes adjusting to the bright room that was painted a dull white. I felt my head pounding and that's when I remembered what happened last night. I was walking back home around 2 in the morning from a store that was open 24/7 because I was craving milk chocolate. I actually have no idea why. Anyways I was walking back to my house when I heard a van pull up and someone hit me over the head and next thing I know, I'm here.
I took in my surroundings, breathing in the unfamiliar scent of girls perfume and an oil like smell. My eyes wandered back to the centre of the room and right in front of me was a girl laying on a silver medical table. She had long brown hair that was scattered across the table and was dressed in leggings and a white tank top. Each arm was beside her, her wrists restrained to the table by silver clamps which was attached to the table. Beside her feet was a dark blue tatted up blanket. The flooring was hard and felt like concrete.
Wait, no one has concrete flooring in a house... unless it's a basement! Holy shit we're in a basement.
I looked down to my forearms to see goosebumps and my hairs standing up. It was undesirably cold in the room.
I tried getting up when I realised I was strapped to something too. A chair. A chair with similar silver clamps like the ones that the girl had. I tried pulling my wrists up to see if I could get the clamps to loosen but I failed. I didn't know what to do.
Endless questions were running through my mind. Why was I here? Did I get kidnapped? Why is there a girl here?
Noise interrupted my thoughts. The noise was coming from the ceiling. My eyes wandered over to the ceiling until I noticed the a black small speaker attached to the top of the ceiling in the corner. A male voice boomed throughout the room.
"I see you've woken up Mr.Styles." He laughed.
Before I could say anything I realised the speakers were so loud that the girl on the silver table started to move around and her eyes fluttered open.
"Kiera! I see you're awake too, great! I guess you and Mr.Styles are wondering what you both are doing here. Bond for a bit, how about two hours? I'll be back and we'll see if you understand why you're here. Especially you Kiera." He chuckled.
"WAIT! WHY ARE WE HERE?! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!" I yelled, my voice full of anger.
I got no reply to my questions. At least I knew one thing. The girl's name is Kiera.
I looked over to the girl I now knew as Kiera. Her eyes frantically darted from side to side, taking in the environment. There was no sound and so silence filled up the room.
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