Maybe I did belong here. Maybe he was right. This is what I need. If I was crazy enough to think that he could actually change for me, and be a better person for me, then I must be crazy enough to stay here. If I thought for a moment that my abductor, a ruthless, cold-hearted gang leader could change the ways he has known forever just for me, then I belonged here more than most of the people here.

Here, in Vienna Psychiatric Mental Hospital.

The door swung open and in walked his intimidating yet loving frame. The last person I would ever think to comfort me, had finally made their way to my room. I have never been so relieved in my entire to life to see the man standing in front of me, no matter what I looked like, or my state of mind.

"How are you, sweet girl?" Luchesi asked quietly.

~

Milan, Italy.
96 hours before the incident.

"Harry!" I squealed, pounding my fists against the muscular back that had been facing me after he threw me over his shoulder. His arms were clamped around the back of my legs as I tried my best to grab hold of his waist for support.

"This is what you get for packing me those awful boxers" he said, allowing a smoky laugh rumble out of his lungs.

It was true. I saw the ridiculous looking underwear at the bottom of his drawer and I knew the moment I saw them that I had to pack the colorful looking clown pants. Of course, I packed him his regular tight black boxers, but for now they were hidden under the clothes in my suitcase.

"Put me down!" I giggled, giving him a slap on his butt before he reciprocated on mine.

He laughed and sat down on the bed, taking me off his shoulder and allowing me to sit down on his left knee. A smile had been plastered on his face the moment he saw the underwear and I was happy to see that he was still wearing the goofy looking smirk. I laughed before leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Please tell me that was a joke" he said looking at me with a humorous glint in his eyes.

I laughed before nodding my head and looking up at him, "Your boxer's are in my bag, under my sweatshirt" I said making him sigh in relief.

"Thank god, I would have had to gone without boxers this whole trip" he winked, making me blush furiously.

"You wouldn't do that! Not when you have those amazing articles of clothing!" I sarcastically replied making him laugh and shake his head.

"You've been awful feisty lately" he said through a smirk, making me shrug my shoulders and look innocently at him.

"I learned from the best, huh?" I replied, tapping his cheek and standing up off his knee. I began to walk away and towards my suitcase that had been thrown on the couch when we entered the room.

I still can't believe I'm in Italy. Before I was taken to London, I have never even left my country. Now, I have been to two in a little over a month and a half. When we got on the plane, I obviously went on about how much I wanted to be a flight attendant. That earned an eye roll from Harry and a smart remark about the tight uniforms required to be worn during their work hours.

After we landed, all I could do was look at the beautiful scenery that Italy had to offer. Buildings that were generations old, the aroma of delicious Italian food, and the delicate language of Italian flowing around me. Harry had tried his hardest to read the road signs on our way to his friends house, but after multiple irritated attempts and many pleads that he was terrible at speaking Italian, he Googled most of the signs we past.

In a way, I was happier to be staying at his friends house rather than at a hotel. Hotels are always loud and crowded and at least I don't have to worry about room service bothering me in the morning and basically being an annoying alarm clock. I haven't meet Harry's friend, but I know he was just as rich as Harry considering he had room for all seven of us.

"So, what am I going to do while you are here doing business Mr. Styles" I said pulling out his clean and folded boxers. I turned around and placed them on top of his bag before looking back at the tired man.

"Well, Liam and I decided that you and Sophia are old enough now to go shopping on your own. I will be giving you money obviously and giving the both of you a driver to watch you while we are working" he said with a smile.

"I'm going shopping?" I asked with a large smile. I have always wanted to go shopping in Italy.

"Yes, but there are obviously some rules that I am expecting you to follow" he said sternly, immediately turning the conversation serious.

"I won't break them, I promise" I said, not even realizing what I was saying. I was in a daze thinking about shopping in Italy! In Milan, Italy!

"I know you won't..." he said, sitting on bed and patting his leg for me to come sit back down. I walked over and sat back down on his lap and turned to face him a bit. "I do not want you wandering around Italy alone. Sophia must be with you at all times and vice-verse. Make sure to tell the driver where you are going as well. No talking to any strangers, especially any men, Italian men can be good seducers and you tend to be oblivious to those types of things" he said with raise eyebrows making me pout.

"I am not" I said, keeping my chin high.

"Sure" he said with a small chuckle before tightening his jaw and returning to his serious demeanor. "But I mean it, no talking to them. When the driver tells you it's time to go back do not fight with him. Speaking of that, do not fight with anyone, if I find out that you caused a scene I will be extremely pissed off" he said, raising his eyebrows to prove his point.

"Okay" I said quietly. Those weren't too hard to follow.

"But, if I want to talk to you I can't really do that considering you do not have a cell phone" he said looking at me with his lip between his teeth. "So..." he said picking me off his lap and placing me gently on the bed before walking over to his bag and opening it up.

I looked over at him with furrowed eyebrows as I watched him dig through the perfectly neat bag that now probably was a mess. He pushed through clothes before I watched him pull out a box and walk back towards me. I watched him open the white lid, and a brand new cell phone was revealed.

"Oh my god" I whispered, covering my hands with my mouth. "Harry, that's a cell phone" I said making him nod.

"I know, it is your cell phone" he said making me gasp. "I bought it for you"

I shook my head and lightly pushed away the obviously expensive device away. "No, I cannot except that, Harry. It is way too expensive" I said, trying to be firm.

"Please, I insist" he said, taking it out of the box and showing it to me.

"Harry..." I whined, really wanting to hold it, but too afraid to break it.

"Let's make a deal, I'll show you the phone a bit and if you don't like it I will return it and you don't have to keep it" he said making me sigh but nod.

"Deal"

A/N;

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