♔Irreversible♕

“Mel.” Harry said, softly waking me up.

The rain had really picked up and the house had gotten even colder. I guess I had fallen asleep sitting up at the piano. I picked up my head and quickly remember where I was.

I jumped up and wrapped my arms around Harry’s neck. He was extremely taken back by this. I went from pushing his away and trying to escape to literally throwing myself at him. He hesitantly hugged me back. He was tense at first but he loosened up at the familiar feeling.

There was so much I wanted to say to him. I knew that I needed to come clean about Zayn and I. I didn’t want to start of a new relationship with lies and secrets. Harry started to let me go but I didn’t want to.

“Please.” I begged, holding him tighter.

He picked me up and sat us both down on the couch. I adjusted myself so that I was resting my head on his shoulder. He rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb.

“I need to come clean.” I blurted.

He shushed me.

“Zayn already spilled everything today at lunch.”

Zayn was truly an amazing person. Harry held me tighter. Everything seemed to be right again. I felt like this is where I belonged.

“I’m sorry too.” started Harry. “I’m sorry that you had to go through losing Penny alone. I should have been there.”

Harry and I looked at each other. I wanted to apologize for every little thing I had ever done but for some reason I cannot explain, he already knew what I meant. We sat on the couch for awhile longer. Neither one of us saying a word.

“I need to get up.” Harry said, jolting me back to reality.

He slowly slid me onto the couch, covering me with a soft throw blanket.

“Are we going out still?”
“Let’s just stay in. The storm is supposed to be pretty bad.”

Harry smiled at me once more before descending down the hall to the bedroom. I laid my head back on the pillow.

There was a loud crack of thunder and the sky lit up, exposing a dark figure standing right outside the glass sliding door. I quickly sat myself up and started to panic.

“Harry!” I yelled.

The figure turned into multiple dark shadows. There was more than one person outside.

“Harry!” I yelled, again.

“Just a minute.” he called back.

The sky lit up again. At that very moment, one of the figures swung at the glass, causing it to shatter in every direction.

I jumped up as two tall men in all black clothes charged me. I attempted to run towards to bedroom but the had gotten ahold of me.

“Harry!” I screamed, as they dragged me away.

Harry came running down the hall.

The sight of another man hitting Harry in the back of the head with a flashlight was the last thing I saw before a dark bag was placed over my head.

Harry’s POV
My face had stuck to the floor. How long was I out for? Where was Mel? Why was there broken glass? Where was Mel?

I rubbed the back of my head as I slowly sat up. Last nights events all rushed back into my head.

He had taken her.

What kind of sick fuck would do something like that?

Okay, don’t judge. The only way I could guarantee Mellie’s safety was if she was out cold while traveling. I wasn’t planning on hurting her in any way like Killian was going to.

Victor Killian, was a billionaire that hated the word no. Everyone just called him Killian. His last name was pretty fitting. He would kill anyone who got in his way. I can’t believe that he didn’t have his henchmen kill me last night.

I got up and frantically searched for anything they had left behind. There was a note left on the counter.

“Thank for the girl. xoxo Killian.”

As if I had just handed her over without a fight. He was the on playing dirty. He broke into my home and took her, knocked me out and gave me no chance to even fight him. Coward.

I grabbed my phone out of my back pocket and dialed Louis. He picked up the phone in shock. The plan was to take Mel to Ireland where I had a much safer house.

“Did you guys make it okay?”

“They got her.” I replied, pacing.

My phone buzzed as another call came in.

“Hold on Lou.”

I looked at my phone. The number was blocked. I hesitantly answered it.

“Hello?”

“Why hello Harold!” Killian cheerful replied.

“Let me talk to Melody.”

“Someone's in a bad mood.” he laughed.

He called for Melody.

“Hello?”

“Oh my god, are you okay?” I frantically asked.

“I’m just fine.”

“Did he tell you to say that? Has he hurt you?” I pryed.

“No, I’m seriously am fine. I want to come home.”

Killian grabbed the phone from Mel. The line went dead.

Notes

xoxo Å