Captured

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I wasn't expecting him to say it back, but it'd be nice to hear it. I didn't even expect to say that. But what Harry did kind of broke my heart.

He pulled away and stared at me. Harry gently pushed me off of him and he stood up. He continued staring at me until he walked away. My heart hurt, it felt like a ton of bricks fell on it, I felt... I felt unwanted.

I heard Harry sit down in the kitchen chair, I knew this because I heard it rub against the floor. My eyes started to burn has I held back the tears. My bottom lip began to tremble and a tiny sob escaped my mouth. Tears were soon falling from my eyes. Why would I ever think that he'd love me?

I stood up and wrapped my arms around me. I walked into the kitchen and passed Harry. I know he saw my tears from the look on his face. This made me cry even more. I walked up the stairs and into Harrys room. I closed the door, and sat down on the bed and cried.

He's the toughest man in all of London, why would he even love anyone, especially me. He can have any girl that throws themself at him but he doesn't. I can't give him what he wants, so why doesn't he get rid of me? I'm not even pretty, my brown hair is too long and my hazel eyes aren't that special. I don't have big breasts or a big butt, I hate me.

I wiped my eyes trying to get rid of the tears but it didn't help. I crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to my neck. I grabbed a pillow and hugged it, and kind of soaking it with my tears but right now I don't care. I soon fell asleep.

HARRY POV

I watched as Felicity walked past me with her arms around herself and tears running down her face. She walked upstairs and I heard my bedroom door close. I sighed and ran my fingers threw my hair. I can't love her, I don't have the time to deal with that stuff right now. I'm not even good enough for her, I fucking beat her for fuck sake. I just need to keep Jordan away from her, then after that... I'm gettiing rid of her.

FELICITY POV

I was awoken by the sound of the door creaking open. I peeked out of one eye and saw Harry, standing in the doorway. I closed my eye and pretended to be asleep. I heard him walked over to me and I felt the bed go down when he sat next to me. He pet my hair and kissed my cheek. Now is my chance to "wake up."

I shuffled around a bit and fluttered my eyes open. I frowned at him and buried my face in the pillow.

"Come on. It's 8:30 and I want to go to bed."

"Then go to bed, no ones stopping you." I mumbled into the pillow.

"You're in my spot." Harry chuckled.

I sighed loudly in annoyance and moved to the other side of the bed. Harry stripped out of his clothes and got into bed. He wrapped his arm around my stomach and pulled me close to him.

"Tomorrow we will go get your things." Harry whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not safe to be on yourself so you're moving here."

"I don't want to live with you! I don't even want to be here now!" I shouted.

"Would you rather die!" Harry snapped.

I was silent for a little before I answered. "Fine, but don't, touch me!"

Harry listen to me for once. He took his arm off of me and layed on his side of the bed. I closed my eyes and thought about a way I could get out of here. I can just leave the country and be away from all of these people. I can go home and be with my family. Harry won't come to America for me... Right? Nah, no one would do that. Only in movies when they are in love they would but this isn't a movie and Harry doesn't love me so yeah.

I'll leave when Harry's asleep. I'll sneak out the back door. Once I know he won't follow me I'll go to my house pack my things and leave.

After about 10 minutes, Harry started snoring a little so I knew this was my chance. I slowly got out of bed and tiptoed out of the room. All the lights were shut off so it was hard to see. I eventually made it to the stairs. I slowly made my way down the steps. I was, I think halfway down when I missed a step and fell. I tumbled down the steps and ran into the wall at the bottom. I sat up and my right ankle was really hurting. But I can't stay here, I tried to stand up but I fell down. I held my ankle and tried to stand once more but it didn't work. The light at the stop of the steps came on and Harry was standing at the top with his tight black boxers on.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked in a deep raspy voice.

"I-I uh, needed a drink and I missed a step and fell." I thought of quickly.

Harry slowly made his way down the steps and stopped in front of me. He squatted in front of me and stared at me.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked. Great, my plan is ruined. I can't try this again, you never know what will happen.

"Uh, n-no. My ankle hurts." I said looking down at it.

Harry nodded and looked at it. "I'll call Louis."

"Why?" I asked when Harry picked me up bridal style.

"His mums a nurse so he knows a lot about things like this."

I nodded and Harry took me upstairs. He layed me down in the bed and propped me up with pillows. He grabbed his phone that was sitting on the dresser and called Louis. After about a half an hour, Louis finically came.

Louis walked in the room with his hair a mess and bags under his eyes. He sat down on the bed next to me and smiled. "What's up?"

I chuckled and told him what happened. Harry went out of the room to go to the bathroom or something.

"You didn't really try to go get a drink did you?" Louis asked with a smirk has he checked my ankle.

"Of course I was. What else would I be doing?" I lied.

"Oh, I don't know maybe, escape." Louis said with his eyes narrowed.

"Ok fine, yes but you can't tell Harry. I don't want him to hit me again. My bruises are almost gone." I said quickly.

"Ok I won't tell him. But you need to be more carful around Harry. If it wasn't in the middle of the night and he wasn't tired he would've known you were lying." Louis said has he wrapped my ankle.

"Ok I will. Thank you Louis." I said giving him a big smile.

"You're welcome. It's not broken just badly bruised, it will go away soon just don't put a lot of pressure on it."

"Ok I won't. Thanks again if Harry found out-"

I was cut off by Louis shushing me and Harry coming in the room right after. I shut my mouth and pretended I wasn't talking.

"Is she ok?" Harry asked as he sat on the side of the bed, close to my torso.

"Yeah she's fine, it's just bruised up nothing serious." Louis said while standing up. He walked over to me and planted a kiss on top of my head. I smiled at him and he left.mi was left in the room with Harry who was staring at me.

"What were you two talking about?"