Prisoning Truth
Third Voice. (51st Chapter)
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Giselle's POV:
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“I don’t know, Liam. I just feel that I’m not that important anymore, you know? You’re families are back and free of harm, Harry’s happier than ever, now… (I sigh, placing the frame on the table) None of you need to protect me anymore. I sense that my presence isn’t that prior any longer, in all of your lives…”
Liam rolls his eyes at me, draping his shoulder over my arms. “That’s utter rubbish talk. Why do you think we’re all here, right now? Its because you and Harry are free, don’t you remember that you’re one of us now?”
I nod, keeping my eyes fixated at a wall angle.“(I speak bluntly) How did you manage to rescue us?” I hear his breath being released, followed by a light chuckle.
"You won’t believe it, but it was an all-of-a-sudden plan. I was cleaning the garage, while my mind was fixated on how to free you two. I came across a closed box, which triggered my curiosity. I asked the lads, if anyone knew what it was, but none of them could recall; so I estimated it was Harry’s. We all gathered and opened the wooden box, noticing the huge amount of TNT bombs. At first we all were shocked, but then I began to remember its source. Harry and I were dropping a shipment to Santers, and he told us to take one of these back home. It was then, when the idea clicked in my mind. We rushed over to the mansion, were we took our roles. We told the guards that we have a delivery for Santers, and they let us in. In the meantime, we had already set the timer on the bombs; so we placed it on the main door; and we began running to hide. (He laughs a little) These twats thought we were acting crazy, but then the bombs exploded and knocked all of them out. The fire began to escalade through the mansion, which is when Louis and Zayn rushed inside to grab you and Harry. (He looks at me with a smile) I think you know the rest from there.”
“Hey, Liam? (He nods for me to go on) Did I, by any chance, leave some clothes in the villa?” He bobs his head instantly, with his reply: “Yup, lots actually. Would like me to bring them over here, or do you have another place in mind?” Liam seemed to understand that a part of me wanted to go back to my apartment, which made me realize that he’s a great analyser.
“(I smile while I speak) I think I’ll be needing them, back. I don’t believe it’s acceptable for me to stay here in Harry’s house. After all, I’m just his girlfriend. That doesn’t mean I should barge into his life, and take a place in his family.” Before Liam’s response could be heard, a third voice speaks: “Who said I’m letting you leave?”
Harry walks over to where we’re seated, crouching in front of me (http://www.polyvore.com/anchor_cuteness/set?id=132553658&lid=3808962). “You’re going to stay with me.” I shake my head lightly, stretching my hands to grab his.
“Harry I need to go back to my apartment. I have a life, a job, and responsibilities that I risked when I was taken away. It’s been three months already, and I need to go back on track to fix the things I’ve left out. It’s not that easy, and I wouldn’t want to move into you’re house.” His face turns rigid, clearly not liking what he just heard at all.
“It’s my house and you’re moving in with me, so stop creating excuses. You think I’d let you go live on your own, after all what we’ve been through?” What could I possibly answer Harry right now?
If I stick to my opinion, he’d get angry, and if I agree with his decision; I’d be breaking the first thread of gaining back my independency. If only for once, Harry wouldn’t be stubborn and just listen to me. I love him with all my heart, and I really don’t want to fight after we found peace at last.
Giselle's POV:
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“I don’t know, Liam. I just feel that I’m not that important anymore, you know? You’re families are back and free of harm, Harry’s happier than ever, now… (I sigh, placing the frame on the table) None of you need to protect me anymore. I sense that my presence isn’t that prior any longer, in all of your lives…”
Liam rolls his eyes at me, draping his shoulder over my arms. “That’s utter rubbish talk. Why do you think we’re all here, right now? Its because you and Harry are free, don’t you remember that you’re one of us now?”
I nod, keeping my eyes fixated at a wall angle.“(I speak bluntly) How did you manage to rescue us?” I hear his breath being released, followed by a light chuckle.
"You won’t believe it, but it was an all-of-a-sudden plan. I was cleaning the garage, while my mind was fixated on how to free you two. I came across a closed box, which triggered my curiosity. I asked the lads, if anyone knew what it was, but none of them could recall; so I estimated it was Harry’s. We all gathered and opened the wooden box, noticing the huge amount of TNT bombs. At first we all were shocked, but then I began to remember its source. Harry and I were dropping a shipment to Santers, and he told us to take one of these back home. It was then, when the idea clicked in my mind. We rushed over to the mansion, were we took our roles. We told the guards that we have a delivery for Santers, and they let us in. In the meantime, we had already set the timer on the bombs; so we placed it on the main door; and we began running to hide. (He laughs a little) These twats thought we were acting crazy, but then the bombs exploded and knocked all of them out. The fire began to escalade through the mansion, which is when Louis and Zayn rushed inside to grab you and Harry. (He looks at me with a smile) I think you know the rest from there.”
“Hey, Liam? (He nods for me to go on) Did I, by any chance, leave some clothes in the villa?” He bobs his head instantly, with his reply: “Yup, lots actually. Would like me to bring them over here, or do you have another place in mind?” Liam seemed to understand that a part of me wanted to go back to my apartment, which made me realize that he’s a great analyser.
“(I smile while I speak) I think I’ll be needing them, back. I don’t believe it’s acceptable for me to stay here in Harry’s house. After all, I’m just his girlfriend. That doesn’t mean I should barge into his life, and take a place in his family.” Before Liam’s response could be heard, a third voice speaks: “Who said I’m letting you leave?”
Harry walks over to where we’re seated, crouching in front of me (http://www.polyvore.com/anchor_cuteness/set?id=132553658&lid=3808962). “You’re going to stay with me.” I shake my head lightly, stretching my hands to grab his.
“Harry I need to go back to my apartment. I have a life, a job, and responsibilities that I risked when I was taken away. It’s been three months already, and I need to go back on track to fix the things I’ve left out. It’s not that easy, and I wouldn’t want to move into you’re house.” His face turns rigid, clearly not liking what he just heard at all.
“It’s my house and you’re moving in with me, so stop creating excuses. You think I’d let you go live on your own, after all what we’ve been through?” What could I possibly answer Harry right now?
If I stick to my opinion, he’d get angry, and if I agree with his decision; I’d be breaking the first thread of gaining back my independency. If only for once, Harry wouldn’t be stubborn and just listen to me. I love him with all my heart, and I really don’t want to fight after we found peace at last.
Notes
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