Harry's Slave (HARRY STYLES FF)

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Niall never really cares much for her anymore, at least that's what I'm seeing. He never talks about her that much. Rarely ever. He's in the hospital for another two days, then he is allowed to leave. 

"Should we try middle-town?" I asked, trying to sound hopeful.

"Sure." He said in a strong docaster accent. He quickly slammed down the huge yellow book that had thousands and thousands of numbers.  We all got up from the seats and ran outside into the car to check middle-town. It's the only place we haven't checked yet.

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Once we got to middle-town we went down the streets and put up posters of Scarlett.  Then we went around the town, asking every person we saw if they had seen Scarlett.

But we got the same answer over and over and over again..

"No I can't say I have.. But good luck!"

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Scarlett's P.O.V

I woke up in a huge bed. Lights we're off and my mind was set on nothing. I had forgotten everything that had happened. Micheal had put me in this bed I remember. But everything else was a blur. I slowly got up from the bed. My legs a little weak and my head pounding a bit. But I got over it.. fast.

I went to turn the knob, but it was locked as always. I sighed as I walked back to the bed, but then I saw a window. That was open!  Without getting too loud, I walked over to the window that was bashing air out inside the house.

I sniffed the fresh meadow hair and looked down below. We were on the second story. I can't be scared, no not now. I had to be brave. I had to survive without anyone else. I had to save myself this time. 

I took a deep breath and jumped..I did it. I probably have a few scratches and bruises but that didn't matter. I jumped out of a window and landed on my but but oh well.. I smiled to myself as I ran ever so fastly to the buildings and people. I never looked back, not once. I finally saved myself and I was proud of myself for once in my life.

It took me about five minutes before I got to the public. I went around the buildings for what seemed hours, but only a few minutes.

I then saw a picture of me on the wooden plank. I slowly walked to it in confusion. The poster read:

                     MISSING SCARLETT MAY MALIK: BEEN MISSING FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS
                     LAST SEEN WITH A TALL MALE. SCARLETT IS 5'3 WITH LONG BLACK HAIR
                    WITH VERY LIGHT BLUE EYES. IF FOUND CALL 583(482-4820) 

Harry, Louis, or Zayn must have put this up.. I ran a bit farther, seeing ens of tens more people. Man this city was crowded.

"Help!" I screamed. People's faces turned. "Help please!" I almost cried. My head was thumping. Thoughts of Micheal following me came to me. I looked everywhere, no Micheal.

"I found her!" A strange man screamed, "Is your name Scarlett?"

"Yes sir." I answered back. I could almost feel the smile form on my face. He came running towards me. He was wearing a blue shirt with jeans. 

"Three boys were looking for you." He spoke. I smiled and thanked god for this. 

"Scarlett!" A familiar voice screamed in the distance. Louis' voice. It couldn't be any more clearer. 

"Scarlett you're alive, oh my god!" He smiled as he pulled me into a hug, "Who took you?" He asked as he still remained in the hug.

"M-ichel." I answered. I then saw Harry in the distance. Yes, I once hated him... But I was so happy to embracing. It was just perfect. It felt as If I was at home. 

I started to remember all what I felt towards him before. All these forbidden feelings towards the tall muscular curly guy. I could stay in his arms like this forever. I could fall asleep with him. I felt safe and sound with him.

But there's Niall. Don't get me wrong, I love Niall so much. But, I never felt this. I never felt as perfect as I do now. 

Harry ended the hug as he looked at me, "Your hair is black!" He laughed.

"Oh, yeah. I really need to dye my hair back to blond." I chuckled.

"You look beautiful with or without blond hair." Harry smiled, showing his cute dimples and his eye crinkles.

"Thank you." I said as I looked over at Louis who was smiling at us.

"I just called Zayn, He is picking you guys up." Louis informed us.

"What about you?" I questioned.

"I have some business to sort out."

"Lou-"

"Harry will come with you. Don't worry about me Scarlett. Just stay safe okay babe?" He spoke as he nodded his head.

"Stay safe." I said, trying not to sound sad. I knew what Louis was doing. I didn't want him to do it but I really couldn't stop him you know? Even though Louis was my friend, he still was a bad kid. And you can't change a bad kid.

I ignored my thoughts and just smiled. Smiled because, I made it here by myself without any help.

I did it.

And I was damn proud too.

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