The run away. (Harry styles fanfic)

I felt two hands clasp my arms together as a cold blade pressed against my throat

"Get the fuck in the van bitch" a deep voice yelled at me.

"Please I'm only 17!" I began to whimper, "what do you want? Ill give you anything, please" I cried. Thinking back now, I sounded helpless offering what I could to him to save my life.

"You deaf bitch? I said get in the mother fucking van!" He repeated once again dragging me to his van. I released my hand from his grip and pushed my elbow back into his stomach freeing my self fromhis tight grip, running down the block trying to reach the comfort of my apartment where my roommate could help me. A sharp pain in my shoulder caused me to stop and drop my phone to the ground, my hand covered the fresh wound as the red liquid gushed from my shoulder. A few whimpers left my mouth trying to continue my route home. A familiar voice chuckling beside me as I surrendered to him feeling the cold blade once again. Will she escape? How long will it take before he finds her? Find out in The Runaway by crazymofofollow