Abducted//Harry styles

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Zayn straps me in a chair, puts duct tape on my mouth and everything.

"Love, you must not be very smart, you should know not to disobey." Zayn chuckled, tilting my chin.

I roll my eyes at him. I would shout but there's tape over my mouth. lucky me. I groan as he ties my feet together, tilting my head back. Harry comes downstairs, a bandage wrapped around his head.

He walks over to me , slowly. my eyes were probably as big as ever. As soon as he was close to me he ripped the tape off of my mouth.

"What the hell was the point of putting the tape on my mouth if you were just going to rip it off?!"i shout, angrily then whispered a 'fuck' under my breath.

He shrugs, snickering.

"That was quite a little stunt you pulled Hanna." he laughed but soon winced. When he was in my face he tugged on my hair.

"Why'd you do it?" He whispered in my ear, his lips brushing against my neck.

"T-to get Haley out of here." I said, swallowing the lump in my throat.

He yanked my hair harder, I wince.

"I'm just going to torture you for a bit, Zayn you can sit back and watch mate." Harry said, letting go of my hair and walking over to the fire.

I see Zayn laugh, sitting down on the couch. Harry grabs a stick thing and puts it in the fire. after a few minutes he takes it out and walks over to me.

Without warning, he puts the part that was in the fire on my arm.

I scream in pain. tears brimmed my eyes. and he did it over and over again. I don't even know how many times I pleaded for him to stop.

I looked at my arms, they were red followed along with marks. I curse under my breath. I see Zayn staring at me, no type of sympathy shown on his face.

"What, I know you've probably seen this before, all of you are sick." I said, breathlessly, groaning due to the pain.

"Nope you're actually the first, might I add that this was pretty entertaining." he smirked, shrugging.

Wish I could smack the smirk right off of his face.

Before I could say anything back I began to feel dizzy, all of a sudden everything went black.

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I slowly wake up, noticing I'm in a bed. I take the covers off of me and notice I'm only in a long black shirt. just underwear underneath.

I gasp.

"Don't worry, I didn't rape you, I'm not that shallow." I hear someone chuckle and that someone was Harry.

I immediately get out of the bed.

"Just leave me alone!" I shout, running my fingers through my hair.

"No can do love." he laughs.

I slide down against the wall, rubbing my temples. tears threaten to spill but I kept telling myself I was strong, I can get through this.

"Why me?" I whisper to myself over and over again. I rock back and forth, my arms hugging my knees.

I could feel Harry staring at me. I looked up and seen that his eyes weren't a dark shade of green but a soft one. He gets out of bed and walks over to me. I scram away from him, not wanting to be near him.

"Why can't I just go home!?, Why'd you have to kidnap ME?, Oh I know why, because you're fucking sick you have nothing better to do but kidnap young girls and make their life a living hell!" I shout, tears flowing.

"I'm sorry but it wasn't my choice, do you think I want to do this? Kidnap girls from their families, I don't have a choice Hanna! I'm not in charge I get told what to do, if we don't do what he tells us, he kills us all, family included!" Harry shouts back, angrily.

So they don't have a choice, but who is this man making them do this?

"Who's making you do this?" I suddenly ask, staring up at harry.

"Your father." he said, looking away.

"My father? But my father is dead, and my mother they both died in a car accident." I said, confused.

"No, your biological father." he said, looking at me.

"S-so I was a-adopted?!" I say, standing up and pacing the room.

"No that can't be true, you probably have me mixed up with someone else." I rub my temples.

"Hanna Michelle rose, That's your full name isn't it." Harry said, looking me directly in my eyes. he grabbed my arm and pulled me close to him.

I nod, obviously confused.

"Why this sudden act of kindness?" I ask, looking down at my fingers.

He shrugs.

"Your father Is a gang member, he makes us do his dirty work, such as kidnap girls, torture them." he said.

"Why?" I ask.

"I don't even know, as soon as I joined the gang I regretted it." he sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

I've never seen this side of Harry for the last weeks I've been here.

"What would happen if I were to escape?" I ask, I have a lot of questions that need to be answered.

"He'd find you kill you, and we would be in trouble." he sighed again.

"So this man would kill his own daughter? What will happen to Haley?."

He shrugs.

"She'll probably make it home, hopefully." he said, out of nowhere he just pulled me into a hug.

I was caught off guard but soon hugged him back and broke down into sobs.Should enjoy this side of Harry while it lasts.