H A R R Y


‘’Could you be any fucking stupider, Harry!’’ My father yells as he paces around the kitchen. I sigh to myself, not truly understanding any of this actually.

‘’I didn’t do anything.’’ I shrug a little, trying to keep my cool.

‘’You brought some fucking low life little dick here. All I asked was the girl, that’s it.’’ He snaps as he stops in his tracks and looks at me.

I roll my eyes, he over reacts way too much. ‘’The guy knows Bella’s father, that’s all that matters. Besides.. I’m sure he knows some things.’’ I tell him, hoping he’ll stop being stupid and just fucking listen to me for once, like that’ll ever happen though.

‘’If this ends up being a disaster.. I’ll kill you.’’ He coldly says.

‘’Go ahead. And if it ends up being a good plan, I’ll kill you.’’ I insist, hoping he’ll along with this.

‘’Shut your damn mouth. I don’t want to hear that attitude.’’ He says.

‘’Whatever. I have better things to do than to sit and take your damn shit for no reason.’’ I sigh as I stand from the chair that sat at the island.

‘’Don’t you fucking walk out of here.’’ He demands as I turn on my heel and head towards the door.

‘’Watch me.’’ I simply reply as I open the door and leave, slamming it shut.

‘’Hey Harry!’’ I heard Louis call after me, but I honestly didn’t want to deal with him at the moment.

‘’Leave me alone.’’ I sigh out as I head towards the door that leads to the basement.

‘’What’s up with you?’’ he asks as he hurries over to me.

I roll my eyes as I try to ignore him, but his presence sickens me so yeah, it was kind of hard to do as I pleased and wished to do.

‘’I’m pissed.’’ I shrug lightly to him.

‘’The usual, eh?’’ He laughs a little, but I don’t find this humorous at all.

‘’Leave me alone.’’ I mumble lightly as I finally grab the key from my pocket and unlock the door.

He watches me as I open the door and step onto the first stair. I shut the door and lock it back. There’s only one key, and I have it. So I’m completely free to do as I please, for as long as I please. I slide the key back into my back pocket as I go down the few steps that lead to the next door, the lock turned.

I unlock the door and hurry down the rest of the stairs. My father was stupid for installing another door, I thought week ago. But now, it makes sense.

I finally get to the basement. However, it was divided slightly. There was a brick wall that stood between the two foot, small foyer type deal and the actual location of Bella, and that guy. I gulp lightly as I open the door after unlocking the many, many locks.

I heard gasps as I flicked the lights on as I stand in the door way. Bella was still curled in the corner, and as for the other guy, well he was still hanging from the ceiling. I’ll fix that in a moment, but as for now, I need to tend to someone way more important.

‘’Bella, baby.’’ I smile gently as I walk over to her. She looks up at me, biting her lip. She was nervous, because she only done that when she was nervous.

But what could possibly be wrong now?

‘’Harry, it’s a tad cold in here.’’ She whispers as I kneel down infront of her.

‘’I know, I’ll turn the heat on some.’’ I whisper lightly as I put my hand on her cheek, feeling the coldness of her skin.

She wasn’t lying, it was a little chilly in here. I’d hate for her to uncomfortable, that’s something I don’t want at all.

‘’I’m going to fetch you some blankets and a pillow in a few minutes, but as for now.. I thought I could.. ask you something.’’ I mumble to her as I stare into those beautiful blue eyes of hers.

‘’Okay.’’ She nods lightly as she stares back into mine.

‘’Its just a simple question, don’t overreact to it. Okay?’’ I ask her, hoping she would listen and do as I asked.

‘’Okay.’’ She nods again and I nod back, assuming she understands.

‘’Does your father.. suspect I’m here.. in this city?’’ I ask in a whisper, just in case that guy was listening in.

‘’I don’t know.’’ She simply returns.

‘’Okay.. let me grab those blankets before you freeze your pretty ass off.’’ I wink lightly as I lean to her forehead, giving her just a simple and gentle peck.

She smiles a little, blushing at me as I stand up. My entire life, my entire world, my entire universe, my entire everything… was sitting on the cold, concrete floor of a basement, under my control and my demands.

I realize something.. I’m not showing her love, I’m giving her torture.

She’s suffering and its all my fault. Well, you know what, right now I don’t care. I have her with me, and I get to find out many, many secrets her father has. Things I have dreaded to know for years, my father too. So really..

I could care less if she was suffering, because in the end.. she’ll be mine again anyways, so what does it matter?

Notes

Sorry its short! I just wanted to get this in, I'm so sorry its been a few days since i updated! I've been very busy! Please comment your thoughts, love you so much!! xx ♥

--B