Silence. It's been 45 minutes since that sexy ass man barged into my apartment, forced me to pack as fast as I could, and took (kidnapped) me from my apartment and neither of us has said a word. I can accept the fact that my best friend sold me, it's not that weird. I would have sold her for a slice of (tw: dairy) string cheese and I can't even eat (tw: dairy) cheese! I can understand why a sexy man would break down my door to see me. I mean, look at me. But driving with no music?? Who the fuck.

I look up to see my kidnapper and see that he's already looking at me. We make eye contact and my heart skips a beat.

Woah! I quickly turn around; my ears feel like they're burning. Why is he looking at me!? But more importantly, why am I having such a strong reaction? Is it because he's an alpha? No! I refuse to let myself be controlled by my omega instincts. My name is Prerana Reddy Katpally and if this alpha thinks he's going to boss me around, then he isn't Reddy for the storm I'll bring.

I push past my instinct to be quiet, and I ask the man who's taken me the question that's been on my head this entire time.

"Where are we going?" He turns his head to look at me and stares at me with those Shrek's swamp shade of green eyes that just makes me feel I want to succumb to him. I hold his gaze in defiance. But then I remember that he's driving, and we've been making eye contact for too long and he should be focused. "Eyes on the road."

He smirks at me. "Or what?" Jerk.

"Or else I'll jump out of this car and you'll have to tell your boss to find a new maid!"

He bursts out laughing. What's his deal?

"Haha you're funny." He wipes his eyes dramatically and stares forward (finally!).

He glances up for a second. He must have seen my confused face because he continues.

"Bud I don't have a boss. You work for me now." Huhh?? Does that mean...

There's no way he can be Harry! I mean, he has tattoos all over his arms! And, from the way his band t-shirt lifted when he was putting my bag into the trunk of his Ferrari, he has tattoos on his back too. He's wearing ripped jeans and has a lip piercing I mean come onnnn. There's no way he's the Liam Payne's little brother. He's the complete opposite of him.

"There's no way someone like you could be related to someone as perfect as Liam Payne." He slams the brakes and grabs my face so that we're facing each other. There's a fire in his eyes, but longer I stare, the more I see something else. I see pain.

His hot breath blows onto my face as he growls "Don't compare me to him."

He let's go and starts driving again. I look out the window and try to calm my frantic heart the rest of the way.

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We arrive at a huge house. Is house even a good way to describe it? Harry drives to the door to where a blonde guy is waiting. He gets out of the car and gives the man his keys.

"Take her to her room"

"Of course, sir." Harry walks away and leaves me alone with this new person. The blonde man opens the door for me.

"Hi," he smiles at me. "My name is Niall."

"I'm Prerana." I smile back at him. After meeting Harry, I thought he was also going to be a rude asshole, but he seems really nice. I have a feeling we're going to be close. He grabs my bags and takes me to the entrance.

Walking in, I was greeting by a wide open inviting space with bold masculine colors of black, silver and gold. The entry way was aligned with dark oak wood and numerous semi-precious stones. The chandelier has an unearthly feel, emitting an almost holy white light. The living room was decorated with a golden loveseat in the center of the room with two headlamps sitting on the sides and a glass coffee table with a diamond crescent in the center serving as the crown. We make small talk as we walk. He gives me advice, introduces me to the other people working in the house, and relates to me in that he's also an omega. I also learn that even though Harry and Liam live together, Liam is rarely home; he's either out getting sponsors for his films or taking up various acting roles. Meaning,  Harry is almost always alone in this huge mansion. Lucky bastard.

"And finally, here's the kitchen. I'm assuming you were told your responsibilities?"

I shake my head. I vaguely remember Emely trying to explain what was going on, but it was too chaotic. Niall sighs.

"Of course. Well, let me fill you in. Basically, you need to cook for Harry three times a day and keep the house clean. Besides that, you're free to do whatever you want. You can go into any room but stay away from Harry's room." He looks at me seriously and I nod.

"That's basically it. You met the other workers here and you don't have to worry about mister Liam But there is one more person you might run into." Niall's eyebrows scrunch together and his fist ball up on his side. I have been so used to seeing Niall's smile so seeing him angry shivered my timbers. "Zayn."

"Zayn Malik?" Omg no way. In my eyes, there's no better alpha than Liam Payne. But Zayne... whew,  Zayne is a close second. He is an upcoming model that has already blown up on twitter 8 times. No way, am I actually going to meet him?

"Ugh. I'm afraid you're right." I almost break my neck with how fast I looked up at Niall. He's making a disgusted face. "Unfortunately, Zayn and Harry are best friends. But don't be fooled, Zayn isn't as perfect as the magazines make him out to be. He's annoying and he's a bully."

There's no way. Not someone as beautiful as Zayn! I want to think he's lying, but I can see in his eyes that he's telling the truth.

I sigh. I guess it makes sense that he's an asshole if he's friends with Harry.

Niall lets out a roaring laugh. Fuck, did I say that out loud?

"Harry can be little bit... much." I think back to when Harry grabbed me to look at him.

"He's a little bitch." I spit out.

"Haha you're right about that. But he has issues." I raise my eyebrow at him, urging him to continue. "Harry wasn't always this mean. He used to smile." Niall stares off into the distance, eyes getting glossy. "He had an omega friend once. Her name was Nina. They used to dress up as anime characters, he was the Sakura to her Sasuke. They were best friends."

I suck in a breath. "What happened?"

Niall chokes up. "A couple of years ago, Harry's dad left them so he could spend more time going to anime conventions. Since then, Harry's mom got rid of everything that had to do with anime. Let's just say Nina isn't with us anymore..."

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry." We're both quiet. I already know the answer to it, but I ask anyways. "Where is she now?"

"London."

"Huh?"

Niall wipes away his tears and starts walking. I follow him out the kitchen and up the stairs. "Her parents moved to London and since Harry could no longer watch anime with her, they stopped talking. Anyways, we're here." I stop walking and see that we're right in front of my room. "Let me know if there's anything you need! I'll be in the room at the end of the hall."

I smile at Niall. "You're so nice." And I mean it.

"Haha I'm just here to make you feel more comfortable. Harry can be a little bit more aggressive than normal alphas and we omega's have to look out for each other ;)"

I laugh, happy that I at least have a friend while I'm stuck here. "Next time Zayn picks a fight with you, call me and I'll make him sorry." That earns a laugh.

"Thank you Prerana," he smiles. "I'll see you later!" Niall laughs as he walks away. 

I close the door and fall into bed, finally allowing myself to rest after this crazy day.