Apocalyptic Love

Harry’s POV

After that Lia lost it. She kicked the big guy that was holding her back and tried to break free. That just made the guy even more mad and he yanked her hair and tied her hands with rope that he found lying on the ground. He kicked her and now she was on her knees.

“Harry! What the hell are they thinking!?” She yelled in my direction. I couldn’t say anything to the dirty red bandana covering my mouth. I did all I could to hold back the tears that were forming in my eyes.

I couldn’t bear to see Lia this way. I knew she shouldn’t have come. And what were the guys thinking giving up Kylie? I have to do something. Anything.

Louis’ POV

“Are you crazy?! Did you just say okay?! What the bloody hell is wrong with you Louis?! Have you gone mad?!” Were the only thing I heard after I agreed to let then have Kylie.

“Guys shut it!” I yelled. “I have a plan.”

Lia’s POV

My head throbbed after my hair being pulled so many times. The tight ponytail it’s usually in was now coming undone and my light brown hair was falling in my face. Not that I cared.

All I could think about right now was how mad I was at the guys for saying they would give up poor Kylie for us. I’m not just mad. I’m furious. She has her whole life ahead of her and she’s not going to be able to live it.

That’s when the tears came and when my tears came Harry’s tears came. I looked over at him and he gave me a look of sympathy.

“That’s it I don’t want this pity party. You guys are going in the room.” Said the big guy that had my hair in his hands. He pulled it and walked over to Harry. He grabbed his hair and pulled us into a dark room. He threw us in and left us in the dark.

“I’m going to look for the light switch.” Harry said.

I was now sitting in the dark and feeling the floor under me. My hands were ties behind my back so I couldn’t really do much else. The floor was shag carpeted.

“Found it!” Harry shouted as the lights flicked on. The first think I noticed was that I was right. The floor was brown shag carpeting. The tan paint on the walls was peeling ans there were various satins on the floor. There was an old wooden desk in the corner and a bed in the middle of the room. The whole room had a dirty feel to it.

That’s when I noticed what hadn’t before. There was a man whose wrists were tied to the bedframe sleeping on the bed.

I turned around and kicked Harry lightly since both of our hands were tied. I noticed that Harry had gotten that dirty bandana off is mouth and around his neck.

“Harry.” I whispered.

“What?”

“There’s someone on the bed.” Harry turned around and jumped slightly when he saw him.

“What do we do?” I asked.

“Well first let’s try to get these ropes off.” He said and he turned around. I turned around and started working at his ropes. He did that same for me.

Finally he got mine undone and after that getting his undone was easy. He then untied that bandana from around his neck.

Surprisingly the first thing he did was examine my neck.

“What are you doing?” I asked him.

“Making sure he didn’t cut you.” He said. I felt butterflies in my stomach knowing that he was actually concerned for my well being.

Harry then went behind me and put my hair back up into my usual tight ponytail.

“Thanks.” I said, smiling, my cheeks burning.

“No problem.” He said with a cheeky grin.

“Now what do we do about him?” I asked, pointing to the man on the bed.

“Well I’m going to wake him up.” Harry said. I punched him in the shoulder.

“Are you crazy?” I whisper-yelled at him.

“What? He’s obviously in the same sort of situation he’s in. He may be able to help us.”

I had to think about that for a little bit. Well I guess Harry’s right. He may be able to help us. I don’t know.

“Fine. “ I agreed. “Just be careful.”

He nodded and walked over to the bed. Now that I had a good look at the guy I could tell how he looked. He had bright, bright orange hair and stubble. Obviously I couldn’t tell what color his eyes were but other than that he looked normal.

AS Harry inched closer towards the man I began to feel more and more panicked. What if this guy was a part of this little group and was just there to trick us? What if he had a weapon and tried to hurt Harry?

But now I couldn’t change any of that because Harry was already hovering over him. 3,2,1 Harry had shaken his shoulder.

The man had been totally surprised. He jumped and looked around, pulling at his tied wrists. He looked at us with wild eyes, not sure if we were the enemy or not.

“What do you want from me?” He yelled, obviously scared of us.

“We don’t want anything from you. We want to know why you’re here.” Harry said.

“I’m here because you scum bags took me!” He yelled at Harry.

“Wait hold on, you were taken too?” Harry said, confused.

“Wait, you’re not one of them?” He said. He looked at me and I could see his bright blue eyes that were filled with fear.

“No. We were just taken by whoever these people are.” I said.

“I was too. Three days ago. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, my names Ed. Sheeran, if you want my surname.” Ed said.

“Well nice to meet you Ed. My name’s Harry Styles and that’s Lia Chatsman.” Harry said to the new friend.

“Umm Harry?” Ed said.

“Yeah?”

“Do you mind untying me from this bed?” He asked nicely.

“Oh yeah sorry.”

Harry started untying his right arm and I walked over to untie his left. Once I got the knot undone I could see that his wrists were bruised and bloody. I felt bad.

Ed’s POV

“Have they given you anything?” Lia said quietly. I could tell she was shy. I don’t know how or why but I could read people really easily. I could also tell she was broken.

“Yeah, they’ve given me a bit of water.” I said. She nodded.

“Where are you from? You’ve got the same accent as my lads and I.” Harry said.

“I noticed.” I said. “I’m from Halifax, originally.” Harry nodded.

“Where’s your group?” Lia said softly.

“I’m on my own.” Lia nodded sadly.

“If you don’t mind me asking where’s yours?” I asked Lia.

“I’m with Harry and four guys named Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall. I’m also with a sweet little girl named Kylie.” She said smiling.

“Are they your brothers and sister?” I asked. After I did I knew I shouldn’t have.

She started crying on the spot. Harry then walked over and wrapped his arms around her, whispering something in her ear.

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