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Stolen -Harry Styles-

Where The Truth Lies



It's been two weeks sense Harry has kidnapped me, and I only leave the room to go to the bathroom. Harry is always the person who brings me food, to take to me the bathroom, and to let me out to change. When asked why the other guys don't help he doesn't answer, or gives me a small snort. What. A. Idiot. I really need to get away. If I don't I will be handcuffed to this bed forever. I need to get away but I don't know how. I've been thinking for the last couple of days ways to get out but I can never think of any. Last time I tried to reach into Harry's pocket to grab the keys but he caught me right as I had gotten them out. I thought he would yell and scream at me but he just laughed and said nice try, like he was expecting me to try that. I need a new, unexpected way to get away. But I have no clue how to do that. It seems Harry has no weakness, no fault I can take advantage of so I can get out. The only thing I can think of is his point of not hurting woman in any way. Well, beside his twisted version on how 'kidnapping someone isn't hurting them'


FLASHBACK


"Harry! You can think that when you kidnap someone they won't have any a mental scarring!" I said trying to get him to let me out... Again.

"Jess, they have counseling for that stuff." Harry said

"You need counseling" I said

"Jess, they will eventually be fine." Harry huffed

"But they would have been fine all along if idiots like you would never take them in the first place."

"Hey! I'm not even a professional kidnapper and according to you I do a horrible job." Harry said with a grin

"So what do you do then?" I asked curious. I hated the fact that Harry and I were acting like best friends instead of thief and stolen property. He just made me feel really safe and comfortable.

"I sell drugs." He said simply like it was nothing.

"Do you do drugs." I asked

"No."

"No?"

"Not any more."

"Why not?" I asked

"Believe it or not I was once in love, and the girl I loved wanted me to stop... So I did." Harry said in a joking manner but I could tell behind his little facade he was harboring some major hurt.

"Where is she now?" I asked

Hurt flashed in his eyes and he looked at his hands. He rubbed his hands together and I never noticed how large his hands were until now. They looked tough but also soft at the same time.

"She isn't around anymore." Harry said simply

Why would she leave someone as good looking as you? I thought to myself

"Good queation." Harry said with a smirk

Whaa....? OH SHIT I SAID THAT OUT LOUD.

"I was speaking from the point of view of someone who hasn't been kidnapped and is being painfully cuffed to a headboard" I pointed out.

Worry flashed though him, and he got up to examine my cuffed wrist.

"When I trust you more I'll uncuff you. I didn't realize I was hurting you." Harry said with a frown deep in his face

"It's fine." I said

"No its not. I'll try to find something more comfortable." Harry said with a sigh

"You are the nicest kidnapper I have ever met." I admitted

"How many kidnapper have you met?" Harry said with humor.

"5." I stated simply

"What!!?! Did they hurt you in any way? Tell me their names and locations!!" Harry said with anger

"Harry?"

"Yes, love?" Harry asked struggling to calm himself

"The kidnappers I met where you and your crew." I pointed out with a smirk.

"Not funny." Harry huffed

"Very." I disagreed

"And beside we aren't professional."

"No doubt there." I said

"You know you like us deep down."

"I only talk to you!"

"True."

"Why don't I talk to the others? Do they hate me?" I asked feeling utterly confused as of why I would worry about my kidnappers liking me or not.

"No, no! The do I just don't let them see you." Harry said

"Why?" I asked

"Cause you mine." I heard Harry mumble obviously not wanting me to hear it. I chose to act like I didn't.

"I'm having a party this weekend." Harry said happily changing the subject

"Oh joy." I said sarcastically

"Oh, suck it up princess." Harry said with a grin

"Loser."

"Says you."

"Harry?" I asked nervously

"Yeah, love?" Harry asked picking up on my timid voice

"Does my dad even look for me?" I asked with tears threatening to spill out

"Truth or lie?" Harry asked

"Truth." I said

"No."

"Why not?" I choked out

"He is scared."

"Of what?"

"Of what will happen to him. He isn't man enough to risk his own life to try and save yours" Harry spit. I knew Harry hated my dad but I never knew why until now.



My father put me in danger, didn't care for me, put me last in his life and was a coward. What I know now is that Harry is never going to let me go.










Comments

Update....!!!!

OMG this is amazing plz update soon x

Chloe mc Chloe mc
3/8/14

@TattoosPiercingsGang_PunkHarry
Yeahhh

@zaynisthebestest
Idk, probably the end. She just flat out left us.

@TattoosPiercingsGang_PunkHarry
It took me a long time but eventually I think I have accepted it. Do you think she ever planned to write another chapter or was this just gonna be the end