Harry’s POV
“What happened?” I think I heard my voice crack a little when I asked that.

“Promise that you’ll here me out all the way through without any questions?”

“I won’t ask any questions,” I said. She stared at me waiting for me to go on. “I promise.”

“Good,” she said in relief. “It all started after class. I was walking home when a man came up to me and asked about her. I had no idea who he was or why he needed to see her, but I told him anyway. He had this weird look on his face; it scared me… A LOT… so I followed him.

“I turned my head out from the corner of the building, and I saw him… walking behind her. She was walking really fast; it was like she could tell that someone was following her. The guy, he started to get closer and closer to her. He was beginning to scare me. I wanted to tell her to run, but I thought about my own danger. I was being selfish; I should have told her,” she whispered her last sentence. I wanted to tell her that it wasn’t selfish. Whoever this guy was, he would have gotten her too, but I didn’t speak because of the promise I made her.

“He tried to yell at her to stop, so she ran. When he started running after her, I ran too. I knew that if anything happened, I should at least know so I could tell someone. Soon, he had her in his grasp, and he held this cloth thing to her nose. The next thing I know, she’s unconscious, and he’s dragging her off to a van. I wanted to yell for help. I truly did, but nobody was around. I would have come over sooner, but my mom grounded me for coming home late. I reasoned with her to let me get out of the house just now. I don’t get my cell phone for two weeks, but I guess it’s worth it,” she finished.

I was shocked at what she had just told me. Some guy just took her away. It’s been two days now; she could be anywhere, and he could have… No! I won’t think like that. Harmony is fine! She has to be.

“I’m done now,” she broke my thoughts.

I looked up at her. “Do you remember what he looked like?”

“Um… he was like 6 feet tall. He had light brown hair, and dark brown eyes. He was pretty slim, and I noticed that he had a tattoo of a broken heart on his right wrist. I can’t really think of anything else…”

“That’s fine. Would you mind maybe telling the investigators what you just told me? I’m sure it would really help them in finding her.”

“Of course. So you aren’t mad then?”

I sighed, “No, I’m not. What could you have done? You’re only…”

“Hey! I’m fifteen almost sixteen! I can handle myself!” she said.

“Sure you can,” I mumbled under my breath.

“Sorry, what was that?”

“Nothing. I just-”

“We’re back!” Louis said as the door flew open. I’m glad to see he’s happy.

“And I brought you food! Better eat it before Niall does!” El shouted from next to him.

“Hey look! It’s our Girl Scout!” Niall said.

“Sorry, I don’t have any cookies with me,” she said. Niall pouted. “Well, I better get going now. Bye everyone!”

“Bye!” we yell after her as she walks out the door.

Harmony’s POV
I froze. This is it. No escape. I’m trapped. I’m done. I turn around slowly expecting at like of spite and hate, but I’m only met with a concerned face familiar to me not too many years ago. His expression befuddles me.

“Tanner,” I say below a whisper.

“Look, we don’t have much time. Do you want to escape or be forever under his command?” he stumbles over his words.

“Escape?” I say but it comes out like a question.

“Then, follow me if you want to live!”

So many thoughts are running through my mind. Why is Tanner helping me? Isn’t he in with this on his dad? Can I really trust him, the guy who ruined my life? Reluctantly, I run beside him to whatever location he may be taking me.

We turned corner after corner after corner before he realized that our destination is too far from here to waste our energy running. Tanner hailed a cab, and wasted no time in climbing in after him. I wanted to run from him too, but the look in his eyes made me start to think that he really did care about my safety.

“To the airport!” Tanner said. The man in the taxi drove off in the direction of our destination.

“The airport?” I questioned.

“Okay, it’s a really long story, but I’ll explain it to you once we are on the plane. You’re going to have to rust me on this one.”

“Okay…” I said with second thoughts.

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“Okay, you have to put this on, and pull the hood up over your face. I don’t need the press thinking that you’re cheating on your boyfriend and Dad finding out where we’re going.” He handed me his sweatshirt. I didn’t really want to wear the thing; it’s like a thousand degrees outside! But he has a really good point, so I know he isn’t lying to me at least. I pulled it on and put the hood over my head before we got out of the cab and went into the airport.

“Don’t we need passports?” I ask.

“Nope,” he says. He takes me by the hand and starts leading me down several parts of the airport until we reach a plane entrance. I look at him like he’s crazy, because he kind of is, as he walks past the airplane attendant. Now I’m really confused. He looks over at my expression and explains, “My cousin flies this plane. He’ll be taking us to our point of interest.”

“Which would be?”

“London of course,” he chuckled. He led me over to an empty seat in the plane amongst all of the other empty seats. Sitting in an empty airplane is not as fun as I thought it would be.

“Lady and… boy, this is your captain speaking; please fasten your seatbelts, and we can begin our descent.”

“Hey,” Tanner pouted. I laughed at him. He is a lot like Harry in that way.

“So are you going to tell me why I’m on a plane to London with you, or what?” I asked getting to the point.

“Okay! Calm down woman!’ he said. I wasn’t amused. “What did my dad tell you?”

“He told me that my dad took my mom from him, so to take his ‘revenge’ he took me and said that I was going to be your girlfriend to ‘make up for it.’”

“That’s not even close…”

“So why was I taken away from my boyfriend? By the way, can I call him to tell him I’m okay?” He was quiet. “Texting works too… Email? Letter? Skype? Facebook message? Twitter? Anything? Hello?” I snapped in front of his face. “Tanner you better have a good reason for taking me all the way to London. We’re not exactly on good terms here!”

“Okay, I’ll explain!” he shushed me. “Now, where do I begin…”