TRAPPED: A Harry Syles Fanfiction

Chapter 5

My stomach starts twisting as I feel a massive hand on my thigh. I knew I shouldn't have trust him. I knew I shouldn't have come into a random strangers home. What have I done? Oh geez. My mind starts building up all these crazy thoughts. He finally lifts his hand away from me. I let out a quiet sigh.

"What was that for," I ask him.

" Oh I don't know just trying to make you feel comfortable," he smiles into such a cocky smirk it makes me blush. I can feel my cheeks starting to burn. Its really attractive, but the thought goes away immediately.

"Comfortable my ass. For a second I thought you were going to rape me," I state.

" Well Victoria,I want you to know that I would never do that to such a beautiful young lady like you. I just wanted to make you feel at home. In no means did I try to "rape you." He laughs aloud. Please forgive me, Tori."

"Its not funny!"

"Of course it is, you should have seen your face." He laughs so loud the animals could probably hear it.

" Ha ha ha, so funny."

He stops laughing and then stares at me with his alluring green eyes. At this point I wasn't conscious that I was staring for quite time.

"So do you forgive me?"

Wow this boy is really cheeky.

" Uh yeah I forgive you Harold." I smile at him and then look down to my feet.

"Harold.... is that my new nickname," he says this super slow. His voice is so deep and raspy it gives me the chills. Harry then lets out this well formed smile.

" Yeah- um i could- stop calling you-"

" I love it," he places his hand on my temple.

" Im glad", I let out a giggle and in my mind its super cute but in reality I snorted. I start to get super red and try to hide my face, im such loser.

" You know you don't have to hide yourself right? I found that snort super cute, please don't feel bad about yourself. Alright?"

I was so surprised on how overprotective he was of me. I barely knew him and he was doing an amazing job on making me feel better. His mom raised him well.

"Ouch", I groan as my back starts to ache. I place my hands on my back for support.

"Geez I need to call a motel so I could reserve a suite. Could I borrow your phone?"

"Do you think im going to let you go to a motel when your hurt and its snowing? No way. Sorry to break it to you Ms. Victoria, but you're staying here."

"Oh you don't have too Harry, you've already helped enough." I tell him

" No please. Stay. I'll take care of you. I could warm up the blankets so when you lay down your back is warm. And um I could make you more tea," He begs.

How could I let him down?

" Alright then, Ill stay, I hope its no bother. And thank you so much Harry. How can I ever repay you? You're so kind," I say gracefully.

" No need. Now i think we should go upstairs and get some rest. Here I'll help you up."

"Thank you."

He gently places his hands on my back and waist as he carefully leads me upstairs. I can see his concentrated face looking at our feet making sure we don't fall. What a dork. I start laughing. He hears me and makes a face of confusion.

"What?" he says in his British accent.

"Oh nothing, its just your concentrated face is funny."

"Im glad I made you smile." We finally get up the stairs and enter his room.

"Could you please tell me where the guest room is," I ask.

" But you're staying in here. I have to take care of you.What if you need to get up to the bathroom. Or you get a headache," he states.

Im not going to complain, I kind of love the attention he's giving me.

"Okay, Ill stay here," I smile.

"Yes!," he pulls his hands backwards as if he won something.

"Let me prepare the bed, he says walking over to the bed whilst I stay seated on the couch.

"Okay. Harold."

He chuckles.

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** 5 mins**

" The bed is ready",Harry walks over me fixing his curls.

He helps me stand up and guides me to the bed. I lay down on the mattress and it feels like heaven.

" Do you really think you're going to sleep with a bloody shirt? No way. Im bringing you one of my shirts."

"Oh no you don't have to, Im fin-" He leaves the bedroom into the closet.

"Here you go,its nice and clean, he states."

"Ill go change."

" No you can stay here, he says immediately.

" I think I can alteast walk over to the bathroom Harry, its just an oversized sweater."

"Oh alright" he says pretending to be mad.

I laugh a long the way. I then place my bloody shirt over my head and change into his shirt. Its a shirt that says, " Hipsta Please" on it. It smells like Harry, a nice cologne.

I walk back into the room and see that Harry is already in bed. He pats the bed next to me indicating that I lay down. As I lay down I sigh in relief as my back finally gets to rest.

" Thank you for all of this that you're doing Harry."

" My pleasure Victoria." He smirks.

I start to close my eyes as I feel his hand grab my leg.

"Harry, what are you doing?, I whisper.

" Grabbing your leg" he moans in such a raspy voice.

" I know that, but remember I have a boyfriend."

"Fuck him. im not doing anything wrong to you, Im just grabbing your leg. Its really nice and fit."

"Harry, go to sleep. I state. I know he's half asleep so he doesn't know what he's saying or doing so I let this one slide. The breathe of Harry next to brings me warmth into my body. He wraps around his arms around me. I don't bother to say anything, but the thought of Niall knowing that im staying over at Harrys house fills my mind but as I hear the crickets outside I soon fall asleep.