Abducted By Styles [IN RE-EDITING]

• F I F T E E N •

Tears of frustration start to form at the corners of my eyes, causing me to furiously blink them back. Stopstopstopstop.

"He told me that my parents asked him to marry me." I say weakly, watching as Zayn's breathing becomes rigid.

"Well screw that! That's just a pile of bull-" He stops mid-sentence after I shoot him a warning look. "So you're inviting me to the wedding right?" He asks, turning into a forest in the middle of nowhere. I suck in a sharp breath.

"Zayn, I am not going to marry Liam." He chuckles, stopping the car at a halt. I look around.

"Just teasing." He assures me, getting out of the car. Once he gets to my side, he opens the door for me. I get out and take in the breathtaking view in front of me.

We are on the verge of a high, green hill. The surroundings are pretty shades of green, and the floor of wild grass is scattered with leaves and twigs. The sun is high in the sky, but we still seem to be so high off the ground.               
The ambiance is quiet, and I inhale the cool breeze passing by. Not even a single being seems to reside here.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Zayn breathes out, standing alongside me. Together, we stare at the horizon line fading away and that's when I pull out my phone and start taking random pictures of the view.

"Listen Caroline, it kills me to know that you aren't happy. It would lift a lot of stress off my mind if you tell me what happened back at the arena." Zayn says, putting his arm around me. We lean against a giant rock.

"Luke claimed to have love me, but it was starting to get really uncomfortable. All Harry did was try to get rid of him, but it came out the wrong way. He told Luke that I was his girlfriend and Luke got all possessive and angry. That's how they got into the fight." Zayn nods thoughtfully, scratching his rough chin.

"So you're stuck between Luke, Liam and Harry." Zayn comes to a conclusion as I fidget with the charms on my necklace. My eyebrows crease in disagreement.

"Only Luke and Liam," I correct, "Harry was only trying to help me." Suddenly, I hear Harry's voice replaying itself inside my head.

You need to be protected...by me.

The words alone send shivers down my spine. I feel the commitment of the promise, and I have the hunch that Harry is planning to really living up to it. He even got into a fight with Luke for me!

Maybe I've developed the littlest crush ever possible on Harry? Yes.

But that's nothing, right?

Zayn turns to me with his arms folded across his chest. Rain starts to drizzle from the sky and he smirks. "See? Even the lords can see your denial. It's more than that. I can see it in your eyes, every time you say his name. I can see it in his posture, the way he stands tall to protect you. Soon, you'll see." Zayn says and I blush. I've never heard him say something this corny. The drizzle gets heavier and heavier.

Jeez, why is Zayn overdramatizing a little puppy crush?

------------------

(SOME TIME BEFORE...)

H A R R Y

This isn't my first fight, but it is the first time I've fought for a girl. I didn't think that Luke would've actually bought the shit about Caroline being my girlfriend. But somehow, it was bothersome for me to say. It just rolled off the tongue...

But not sincere.

I watch as Zayn leads Caroline- who looked utterly terrified while that bastard and I fought- out of the arena by hand. I bring my hand up to my bloodied nose and it burns at the touch.
Where are they going anyway? Their relationship is something indescribable.

When Zayn is with me and the lads, he's much different compared to what he's like with Caroline. He puts aside his aggressiveness and boyish masculinity to become a much softer, big brother-like person. Caroline has that type of effect on people, he would often say with a smile and a shrug.

"You say you're in 'love' with Caroline, huh?" I ask in attempt to mock Luke, but he doesn't react angrily. Instead, his Adam's apple bobs as he nods boldly.

"Tell me, why are you here?" He asks and I narrow my eyes in confusion. Aren't most of us here for the same reason? How stupid can this guy get?

"Because I'm getting paid to do so?" I remark, rolling my eyes. Honestly, I don't think I have the patience to deal with this dumbass anymore. The swollen, discoloured patch on Luke's eyelid twitches as he looks over his shoulder.

"That's not the only reason." He says in a low, matter-of-fact tone. Although I tell myself to stay calm, my blood goes cold along with my heart rapidly pounding against my ribcage. Does he know?

"What do you mean? I don't understand where you're coming from." I say as smoothly as possible, raking a bandaged hand through my curls.

"The hell, you don't, cut the act already." Luke hisses, and it feels like the blood flow to my brain has stopped. "I know you're a part of Mightera's royal family."