Obsessed

Chapter 22

Today is Thanksgiving and I'm not feeling thankful at all at the moment, Well. I am thankful he hasn't hurt me yet.

I watch as Harry carefully sets the table up putting a red set on the table with plates and cups on there, I smell the cooked turkey in the kitchen making my stomach growl.

"I'm pretty sure it looks good enough," I say as he continues moving things and making it look neat, I notice that Harry is a bit of a clean freak when it comes to company but I can't blame him because I myself is kinda the same way.

"Needs to look perfect for my friends,"

Of course, I almost forgot his friends are coming. Hopefully Niall figured out a plan on getting me out of here and back to my family. Last time I spoke to my mother I only got about five minutes to speak to her, I didn't even give her time to say the kidnappers name or his house number.

I mess around with my two french braids as I take a seat on the bench thinking about what I would be doing with my family if I had Thanksgiving with them, we'd probably watch football games waiting for all the sweets to be ready.

The doorbell rings making me jump and I hear Harry dash to the door opening it, I hear Nialls voice making me get up and smile widely. I'm praying he found a way to let me have freedom.

"Hazel!" I give him a tight hug feeling safe in his arms, for some reason I can trust him over the rest of them. Plus, he's more nice and caring.

"I found a way." Niall whispered in my ear as he continues to hug me tightly but gets ripped away by a fuming Harry, Harry pulls me closely to his chest. He sighs angrily mumbling curse words under his breath,

"Stay close to me only." Harry demands with a stern tone, my frown comes back and nod my head obeying his commands.

Liam, Louis and their girlfriends sit beside eachother and I notice Tiana isn't here which is suprising, I take a seat beside Niall but only get my hand yanked making me get back up.

Harry glares down at me, "Stay."

Niall rolls his blue eyes before speaking up loudly, "Give the girl space for crying out loud, you're with her every second."

Harry glares at Niall with his jaw tightened and anger, "Fuck off."

Niall taps the table shrugging his shoulders with a smirk, "She doesn't even love you.." his words we're barely heard but clearly Harry heard them right away.

"Enough!" Harry yells, everyone jumps and I simply flinch used to his tone.

"I've had enough of your bullshit, stay away from my girl and I mean it. I see the way you look at her and she's not yours, she's mine." Harry growls, making sure to scoot away from him disgusted by his words and tone.

Everyone's eyes are placed on Niall waiting for his response.

"She's not even yours in the first place, she's a damn human and what you're doing isn't right. She is supposed to be at home with her family, not trapped here with a damn psychopath." Niall remarks shaking his head.

I stay silent of course.

Harry shrugs, "she loves it here, right babe?"
He moves his hand to my thigh under the table which no one could see; pinching me extremely hard probably forming a bruise

I nod my head fast and he finally stops pinching me placing his hand back on the table. My skin throbs in the spot he was recently pinching me and all I wanna do is cry at the moment.

"You're so wrong, so wrong." Niall says looking at Harry with disgust, he simply rolls his eyes taking a sip of his red wine sat in front of us and untouched.

Niall kicks his feet up on the table not caring what Harry or anyone thinks, he's clearly pissed and ready to lash out at any minute. His face is completely red and a cup of red wine is between his fingers almost ready to throw at Harry.

"She'll be gone before you know it.." Niall mumbles biting his lip and looks away from a steaming Harry.