Imagine
~017~
Olivia's POV
It has been two weeks..
Two weeks since I was last attacked. It has been two weeks since I've seen both my mother or father. I've been in Brazil with Harry cooped up in this god forsaken apartment. It is driving me crazy to be honest.
Harry spends most of his time in the study or in the living room avoiding me completely. Which made ignoring him so much easier. We occasionally bumped heads, like last night.
~Flashback~
"For gods sake. OLIVIA!"
I looked up from my book to see Harry stomping his way to the room.
"What?"
"How many times have I told you to stop leaving your clothes over the sofa!"
"I haven't done that Harry.."
"I just tripped over your freaking sweater on the fucking floor. It's already enough that I have to share a room with you for you to have your clothes outside."
"I didn't leave anything out there Harry." I responded calmly
"Then what is this!" he snapped
He held up one of my hoodie's that was all yellow hoodie that had a picture of a field of sunflowers in the front of it. I let out a sigh.
Crap.
I've been looking for that hoodie this past couple days. I've come to the conclusion that I had lost it. Mystery Solved.
"Sorry, I didn't know I left it outside.."
"Bullshit! You left it there on purpose! Do you think I am stupid?"
I put my bookmark on my page and closed my book. Setting it on the bed.
"Why would I do that Harry?"
"I don't know you tell me."
"You are so dramatic. Acting more like a vieja que yo.." I muttered
(a girl then me.)
Harry gave a death stare, chucking my hoodie on the floor and walked to me instantly grabbing a hold of my wrists tightly. I gasped on how tight his hold was.
"What have I told you about your smart ass mouth."
"Harry.. you are hurting me let me go.."
"Answer me."
"Harry."
I tried yanking my wrists from his hold but it tighten even more. I felt my previous calm nature change to anger. I looked at him with pure hatred. It was obvious he wasn't going to let me go. I looked for some type of way to make him loosen his hold.
Finally clicking I brought my knee up to his jewels. Harry's face dropped, instantly letting me go and hands went to his crotch. He dropped to his knees as his facial expression twisted to agony.
"Don't try me Styles."
I turned around grabbing my book and walked out of the room to the study and locked myself in there.
~End of Flashback~
I shook my head from yesterdays memories. I spent the night in the study, wasn't as comfortable as the bed. Harry has tried to get me out of here by at first pounding on the door. Soon turned to yelling, then trying to bribe me with food. It's been hours and it was silent.
I've been holding in my pee for a couple hours and was in need to relieve my bladder. I don't know how others do hold it but I can't hold it any longer. I walked over to the door, unlocked it slowly. I opened it a little and peaked outside to see the coast was clear.
I tiptoed to the room and saw it was empty as well, leaving me really confused. Ignoring my suspicion I went to the bathroom and finally relieved my bladder. Wiping, I washed my hands and made my way out to the room. I felt myself go on alert, considering Harry was nowhere in sight.
"Harry?" I called out
No response, I went out to the kitchen and grabbed a knife holding it closely. The sound of something falling over was heard in the study. I walked cautiously over ready to attack. Getting to the study I saw there was nothing more like no one was in there. I sighed softly feeling myself relax. I then was grabbed from behind instantly.
"Gotcha"
I went into instant attack mode elbowing the person in the gut. The person groaned loudly must of knocked the air out of them. Throwing my head back and I felt contact with a face. I turned around going in for a punch in the nose. My fist was stopped instantly, I utilized the knife and went to jab it in their stomach.
"Woah, calm down doll face! It's just me"
I stopped my attack and came to realize it was Harry holding his arms up in defense. I dropped my knife and instantly pushed him.
"You scared me! What the hell!"
"No kidding you were about to stab me Olivia what the heck.."
"I had to defend myself! You aren't always going to be here to protect me the hell!"
"I wanted you to get out of the fucking study, so I hid"
"So you acted like a fucking intruder to do so!?"
"You are over exaggerating." he responded rolling his eyes.
"FUCK YOU! I'm so tired of you. Having me cooped up in here like I'm a fucking animal. I despise it. I want to LEAVE!"
"For gods sake you are so dramatic."
"You have anything else to say besides that psychopath!"
Harry took a couple steps closer to me. Grabbing a hold of my wrists once again. I instantly winced. He stopped his motion and looked at me with confusion. Then looked down on my wrists. They were bruised after yesterdays events. They swelled up fairly a lot. He brought it up closer to examine them.
I yanked my hands away when pressed it lightly.
"Can't you see that fucking hurts." I responded
"I-" he was cut off by the sound of glass shattering.
Harry instantly pushed the study door shut grabbed a hold of his gun and put me behind him. I shut myself up and stayed still.
Harry muttered numerous cuss words. He looked at me then back at the door.
"Okay.. Olivia I need you to listen to me carefully."
I nodded quickly and paid attention.
"I need you to go in the panic room. Get up and open the drawer you'll see a keypad their you need to punch in a set of numbers which are '32972981' this will open the panic door. I need you to stay in their regardless of what you hear. You wait until I unlock the door."
"But what about you?"
"No need to worry about me. If I don't come back in the span of 15 minutes you are going to run. Don't look back AT ALL"
"Harry I won't leave you.."
"Olivia just listen. Inside there is a duffel bag that has 10,000 dollars, a fake passport, clothes, fake ID as well a gun."
"Bu-"
"Just go!"
"Where are you Styles!"
"Give us the girl you cunt."
I moved quickly and opened the drawer, sure enough there was a keypad. I punched in the numbers. There was a loud click, the bookshelf promptly moved giving me a good look of a room enclosed. Looking back at Harry, he nodded his head. I stepped in, the door then closed allowed making a bunch of clicks.
My eyes landed on a duffel bag in the corner. I walked there quickly and opened it to see there was everything Harry had described was all here. I silently prayed that Harry made it out.. I didn't want to leave him here.
I couldn't tell or hear what was happening outside. Which left me more on edge. My watch began beeping alerting me that 10 minutes have passed. I looked around anxiously to fine the escape door that led me somewhere.. I began touching pushing every brick to see if it did anything.
Nothing.
I slumped to the ground in frustration. My feet came in contact with the can of paint. Expecting it to move but it stayed put. I crawled over to it and looked at it in curiosity. I attempted to move it once again but nothing. I began touching it to figure put if it were connected to the door. My finger came in contact with a sharp edge.
"Ow.."
I looked at my finger to look how much damage it inflicted on me. I turned once hearing the sound of a robot voice.
"Identification matched: Olivia Elizabeth Romano"
The wall besides me slid open showing a path leading to who knows where. I checked my watch and saw that 20 minutes have passed. I felt my heart drop. No Olivia he's alive just wait. Give it a couple more minutes he'll show up. ]
"Come on Harry.."
The sound of panic room door made a click. My eyes widen, I reached to grab the gun in my bag. I aimed it at the door. It began to open I stayed still feeling myself grow even more anxious. There coming to view was...
It has been two weeks..
Two weeks since I was last attacked. It has been two weeks since I've seen both my mother or father. I've been in Brazil with Harry cooped up in this god forsaken apartment. It is driving me crazy to be honest.
Harry spends most of his time in the study or in the living room avoiding me completely. Which made ignoring him so much easier. We occasionally bumped heads, like last night.
~Flashback~
"For gods sake. OLIVIA!"
I looked up from my book to see Harry stomping his way to the room.
"What?"
"How many times have I told you to stop leaving your clothes over the sofa!"
"I haven't done that Harry.."
"I just tripped over your freaking sweater on the fucking floor. It's already enough that I have to share a room with you for you to have your clothes outside."
"I didn't leave anything out there Harry." I responded calmly
"Then what is this!" he snapped
He held up one of my hoodie's that was all yellow hoodie that had a picture of a field of sunflowers in the front of it. I let out a sigh.
Crap.
I've been looking for that hoodie this past couple days. I've come to the conclusion that I had lost it. Mystery Solved.
"Sorry, I didn't know I left it outside.."
"Bullshit! You left it there on purpose! Do you think I am stupid?"
I put my bookmark on my page and closed my book. Setting it on the bed.
"Why would I do that Harry?"
"I don't know you tell me."
"You are so dramatic. Acting more like a vieja que yo.." I muttered
(a girl then me.)
Harry gave a death stare, chucking my hoodie on the floor and walked to me instantly grabbing a hold of my wrists tightly. I gasped on how tight his hold was.
"What have I told you about your smart ass mouth."
"Harry.. you are hurting me let me go.."
"Answer me."
"Harry."
I tried yanking my wrists from his hold but it tighten even more. I felt my previous calm nature change to anger. I looked at him with pure hatred. It was obvious he wasn't going to let me go. I looked for some type of way to make him loosen his hold.
Finally clicking I brought my knee up to his jewels. Harry's face dropped, instantly letting me go and hands went to his crotch. He dropped to his knees as his facial expression twisted to agony.
"Don't try me Styles."
I turned around grabbing my book and walked out of the room to the study and locked myself in there.
~End of Flashback~
I shook my head from yesterdays memories. I spent the night in the study, wasn't as comfortable as the bed. Harry has tried to get me out of here by at first pounding on the door. Soon turned to yelling, then trying to bribe me with food. It's been hours and it was silent.
I've been holding in my pee for a couple hours and was in need to relieve my bladder. I don't know how others do hold it but I can't hold it any longer. I walked over to the door, unlocked it slowly. I opened it a little and peaked outside to see the coast was clear.
I tiptoed to the room and saw it was empty as well, leaving me really confused. Ignoring my suspicion I went to the bathroom and finally relieved my bladder. Wiping, I washed my hands and made my way out to the room. I felt myself go on alert, considering Harry was nowhere in sight.
"Harry?" I called out
No response, I went out to the kitchen and grabbed a knife holding it closely. The sound of something falling over was heard in the study. I walked cautiously over ready to attack. Getting to the study I saw there was nothing more like no one was in there. I sighed softly feeling myself relax. I then was grabbed from behind instantly.
"Gotcha"
I went into instant attack mode elbowing the person in the gut. The person groaned loudly must of knocked the air out of them. Throwing my head back and I felt contact with a face. I turned around going in for a punch in the nose. My fist was stopped instantly, I utilized the knife and went to jab it in their stomach.
"Woah, calm down doll face! It's just me"
I stopped my attack and came to realize it was Harry holding his arms up in defense. I dropped my knife and instantly pushed him.
"You scared me! What the hell!"
"No kidding you were about to stab me Olivia what the heck.."
"I had to defend myself! You aren't always going to be here to protect me the hell!"
"I wanted you to get out of the fucking study, so I hid"
"So you acted like a fucking intruder to do so!?"
"You are over exaggerating." he responded rolling his eyes.
"FUCK YOU! I'm so tired of you. Having me cooped up in here like I'm a fucking animal. I despise it. I want to LEAVE!"
"For gods sake you are so dramatic."
"You have anything else to say besides that psychopath!"
Harry took a couple steps closer to me. Grabbing a hold of my wrists once again. I instantly winced. He stopped his motion and looked at me with confusion. Then looked down on my wrists. They were bruised after yesterdays events. They swelled up fairly a lot. He brought it up closer to examine them.
I yanked my hands away when pressed it lightly.
"Can't you see that fucking hurts." I responded
"I-" he was cut off by the sound of glass shattering.
Harry instantly pushed the study door shut grabbed a hold of his gun and put me behind him. I shut myself up and stayed still.
Harry muttered numerous cuss words. He looked at me then back at the door.
"Okay.. Olivia I need you to listen to me carefully."
I nodded quickly and paid attention.
"I need you to go in the panic room. Get up and open the drawer you'll see a keypad their you need to punch in a set of numbers which are '32972981' this will open the panic door. I need you to stay in their regardless of what you hear. You wait until I unlock the door."
"But what about you?"
"No need to worry about me. If I don't come back in the span of 15 minutes you are going to run. Don't look back AT ALL"
"Harry I won't leave you.."
"Olivia just listen. Inside there is a duffel bag that has 10,000 dollars, a fake passport, clothes, fake ID as well a gun."
"Bu-"
"Just go!"
"Where are you Styles!"
"Give us the girl you cunt."
I moved quickly and opened the drawer, sure enough there was a keypad. I punched in the numbers. There was a loud click, the bookshelf promptly moved giving me a good look of a room enclosed. Looking back at Harry, he nodded his head. I stepped in, the door then closed allowed making a bunch of clicks.
My eyes landed on a duffel bag in the corner. I walked there quickly and opened it to see there was everything Harry had described was all here. I silently prayed that Harry made it out.. I didn't want to leave him here.
I couldn't tell or hear what was happening outside. Which left me more on edge. My watch began beeping alerting me that 10 minutes have passed. I looked around anxiously to fine the escape door that led me somewhere.. I began touching pushing every brick to see if it did anything.
Nothing.
I slumped to the ground in frustration. My feet came in contact with the can of paint. Expecting it to move but it stayed put. I crawled over to it and looked at it in curiosity. I attempted to move it once again but nothing. I began touching it to figure put if it were connected to the door. My finger came in contact with a sharp edge.
"Ow.."
I looked at my finger to look how much damage it inflicted on me. I turned once hearing the sound of a robot voice.
"Identification matched: Olivia Elizabeth Romano"
The wall besides me slid open showing a path leading to who knows where. I checked my watch and saw that 20 minutes have passed. I felt my heart drop. No Olivia he's alive just wait. Give it a couple more minutes he'll show up. ]
"Come on Harry.."
The sound of panic room door made a click. My eyes widen, I reached to grab the gun in my bag. I aimed it at the door. It began to open I stayed still feeling myself grow even more anxious. There coming to view was...
Notes
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