Binding Rules
Below Zero Part 1. (40th Chapter)
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Harmony's POV:
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As Harry and I walk hand in hand, we notice three men guarding the door. “Styles, welcome back. (He smirks to the two other men, opening the door for us) You’re on time, I see.” The talkative guard gives me a scanning look (http://www.polyvore.com/white_chain/set?id=116170879&lid=3647815), which makes me shudder.
“Keep your mouth shut Patrick. It’s for your own good.” Harry warns, while he places his hand on my back; escorting me to the inside of a dark office. Even though it’s the summer season, the temperature of the room is almost below zero. I scan the interior, noticing the expensive décor, which includes a fireplace on the right. My eyes stop moving, when I notice a vague figure sitting on the huge office chair.
“(He lights his cigar, pointing for the both of us to sit in front of him) Well, well, well. If it isn’t the girl that turned my anger on…” He chuckles in a frightening matter, while I sit down. My knees can’t hold me any longer, so my sit was presented in a slump matter.“So… (He blows the smoke in my direction, making me cough) What’s your name, intruder?” I look at Harry from the corner of my eye, noticing how his leg is bouncing in a vibrating motion.
“Lockwood, Harmony Lockwood.” I answer with fear pointing out in my tone, since the man in front of me seems like the bogyman story that scared me through childhood. His eyes are what petrify me the most, one is blue; the other is brown. He notices how I seem to study his face, which makes his laugh appear.
“So, Lockwood, Harmony Lockwood (He mimics my words in negative sarcasm) What did your pretty blue eyes see that day?” I feel a tiny percentage of relief, since Harry and I went through a reply for this question.
“(I tilt my head to look at my laps) I was here because Harry forgot his phone back at home. I didn’t want to worry about him while he was gone. I took a cab and followed him and the rest, and once I arrived; I was a little frightened with the deserted atmosphere. So I screamed which made him and the rest notice me existence; and that’s when he came and soothed me. All I saw was a hallway and closed doors; nothing more nor less.” The room quiets down, while I take a breath in, rewarding myself for retelling my trained answer.
“(He stands up from his chair, pressing a yellow button on his desk; then walks to where I am seated beside Harry) Lift your head up, Lockwood. (I slowly raise it upwards, which makes my eyes widen at his humongous figure tilting above me) Do you like being lied to? (I shake my head, while he traces his index finger over my arm) Good girl; neither do I favour it. (He leans his head to my level, forming shivers on my lower spine) You know what I do when people lie to me? (I don’t speak, since I feel paralysed) Let’s just say that I give them a show for punishment.”
Once he states his last word, the door opens; while the three men emerge inside. Jack points his finger to Harry, and in a swift movement; they grab his body off of the chair. He pushes but they don’t budge, clearly overpowering him with their triple number. I stare wide-eyed at Harry being dragged, as they push him over the plain wall.
Harmony's POV:
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As Harry and I walk hand in hand, we notice three men guarding the door. “Styles, welcome back. (He smirks to the two other men, opening the door for us) You’re on time, I see.” The talkative guard gives me a scanning look (http://www.polyvore.com/white_chain/set?id=116170879&lid=3647815), which makes me shudder.
“Keep your mouth shut Patrick. It’s for your own good.” Harry warns, while he places his hand on my back; escorting me to the inside of a dark office. Even though it’s the summer season, the temperature of the room is almost below zero. I scan the interior, noticing the expensive décor, which includes a fireplace on the right. My eyes stop moving, when I notice a vague figure sitting on the huge office chair.
“(He lights his cigar, pointing for the both of us to sit in front of him) Well, well, well. If it isn’t the girl that turned my anger on…” He chuckles in a frightening matter, while I sit down. My knees can’t hold me any longer, so my sit was presented in a slump matter.“So… (He blows the smoke in my direction, making me cough) What’s your name, intruder?” I look at Harry from the corner of my eye, noticing how his leg is bouncing in a vibrating motion.
“Lockwood, Harmony Lockwood.” I answer with fear pointing out in my tone, since the man in front of me seems like the bogyman story that scared me through childhood. His eyes are what petrify me the most, one is blue; the other is brown. He notices how I seem to study his face, which makes his laugh appear.
“So, Lockwood, Harmony Lockwood (He mimics my words in negative sarcasm) What did your pretty blue eyes see that day?” I feel a tiny percentage of relief, since Harry and I went through a reply for this question.
“(I tilt my head to look at my laps) I was here because Harry forgot his phone back at home. I didn’t want to worry about him while he was gone. I took a cab and followed him and the rest, and once I arrived; I was a little frightened with the deserted atmosphere. So I screamed which made him and the rest notice me existence; and that’s when he came and soothed me. All I saw was a hallway and closed doors; nothing more nor less.” The room quiets down, while I take a breath in, rewarding myself for retelling my trained answer.
“(He stands up from his chair, pressing a yellow button on his desk; then walks to where I am seated beside Harry) Lift your head up, Lockwood. (I slowly raise it upwards, which makes my eyes widen at his humongous figure tilting above me) Do you like being lied to? (I shake my head, while he traces his index finger over my arm) Good girl; neither do I favour it. (He leans his head to my level, forming shivers on my lower spine) You know what I do when people lie to me? (I don’t speak, since I feel paralysed) Let’s just say that I give them a show for punishment.”
Once he states his last word, the door opens; while the three men emerge inside. Jack points his finger to Harry, and in a swift movement; they grab his body off of the chair. He pushes but they don’t budge, clearly overpowering him with their triple number. I stare wide-eyed at Harry being dragged, as they push him over the plain wall.
Notes
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