Captured

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Harry jumped out of the chair and began leaving the room. I followed behind them. "Where are you going?"

Harry stopped and turned around. He cupped my cheeks in his hands and pressed his lips onto mine. He pulled away. "I'll be back. Don't let anyone in the house. If you need anything call one of the guys but not Zayn." He handed me his phone.

I nodded and he hugged me. I wrapped my arms around him. I pulled away, "B-"

"We need to go." Louis said.

Harry kissed me one more time and said, "I'm sorry."

The boys left and I was by myself in a big empty house. I began looking around. There was a door by the stairs. I opened it and it led to the basement. I flicked on the light switch that was on the top of the stairs. I slowly walked down the stairs, afraid of what would be down there. Once I reached the bottom I looked around. There was white carpet and white walls, there was a desk next to a giant bookshelf that was filled. I walked over to desk and saw a book sitting on it. I opened the book, it looked worn and old. Inside were pictures of a family and ones where the people were by themselves.

The one picture had a husband and wife with two kids; a girl and boy. I looked closely at the picture and noticed the boy was Harry! So that's his family. I flipped through the pictures until I reached the end of the book. The last page had something written on it.

Harry, I want you to know I love you with all my heart. I'm sorry I can't be there for you anymore. I just want you to know that if I could be there with you I would. Sometimes things happen in life that are unexpected. You're my world Harry and don't let anyone make you think different. You're father can't be there for you now so that mean you have to take care of you and Gemma. I love you Harry.

Anne Cox

Anne Cox. What does she mean she won't be there?

I heard footsteps upstairs and I quickly closed the book and set it down. I walked up the stairs, turned the lights off, and shut the door. "Harry?"

I began looking around for him when a man came around the corner. The man had black clothes on and a black ski mask. He pointed a pistol at me. "Where is he?" His voice boomed.

"Wheres who?" I began backing away from him as he came closer.

"Don't play dumb with me. Where's Harry?"

"H-He didn't tell me."

"Don't lie to me." The man spun me around and held the gun to my head. He pressed it into me. I winced at the pain. "Now where is he?"

"I told you. I don't kno-" I was cut off by another voice.

"Let her go!" I looked at where the voice was coming from and I saw Harry limping over to us with a pistol in his hand. His face was bruised and bleeding.

"H-Harry." My voice cracked has tears started forming.

"Give it up Styles. Jordan's not going to stop." The man said. "If you don't, I won't have a problem putting a bullet through her head. Or maybe I'll keep her for myself. She'd be good in bed."

I gasped has he pressed the gun harder into my head.

"You won't hurt one hair on her head has long as I'm alive!" Harry's voice boomed throughout the house.

I heard a loud bang and I was set free. I stepped forward and looked behind me, I saw the man laying on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding him.

I started crying at the sight of him laying there. I felt arms wrapped around me and I looked over my shoulder to see Harry's beat up face.

He planted a kiss on my cheek and went to dispose of the body. When he came back he walked over to me and hugged me. I wasn't crying anymore. "Are you ok?"

"Yes I'm fine but look at you." I said.

"No you're not." Harry frowned. "I did that to you." He said referring to my face.

"It's fine it barely hurts." Tears began to fall down my face again.

"See I hurt you."

"But not in the way you think." I walked away from him and into the living room.

"What do you mean?"

I really don't want to talk about it but he's not going to stop so whatever. "Y-You." I couldn't even talk sobs escaped my mouth has I tried to speak. "You had sex with some girl."

Harry's mouth opened a little and then he frowned. "I'm sorry I was drunk I didn't mean to, I swear."

I nodded and wiped my eyes. "You don't believe me do you?" He asked.

I looked at him. "Well it's kind of hard to believe you when you raped tons of girls."

"I didn't really do that."