Listening to
One Direction - Right Now
For no particular reason :') Except that I'm sad :(

Having rested without even thinking anything through I feel a lot better but my stomach feels like its digesting it's own walls. I hadn't had anything to eat the previous day. How could I even eat with everything that's happening around me? Which brings me to my senses. I am in a hotel room in the middle of God knows where with a stranger in bed with me. He happens to want to kill me for whatever reason. I don't know. All I know is that I need to get away from him as fast as I can and run back to my life and pick up from right where I left off.

I turn my head slowly and find the stranger in the same bed as me sleeping soundly. Harry.. The name suits him. He doesn't seem like my exact description of dangerous but then again what do I know about danger? All I need to do is leave.

He is lying on his stomach while his big arm is over my tiny waist. I hold it up real slow and move it a bit. He moves and I hold still hoping that he doesn't wake up. Lucky me, he continues sleeping and I get back to my business which is getting away from his hold.

I succeed in putting his arm away and get off the bed, tiptoeing my way to look for my dress. He was right. It is really filthy. This would be the third day I'd wear it. Like you have a choice? My subconscious mocks me and I cringe.

Looking through the room and the bathroom I don't find it. I don't really have time for this so I decide to pick out something from Harry's stuff.
Black sweats and a white T-shirt seem like the suitable option out of everything he has. I carefully start dressing as I watch him sleep like the heavy sleeper he is. Good thing my sneakers are in sight. I put them on and give him one last look before I walk to the door. I try to figure out how to unlock it and realise that the key is not on the door. Fudge!
Turning to go find it, I meet the green eyes that I've been dreading.

I'm backed up to the door and remain trapped between his arms while his stare bores through me.

"And just where do you think you are going?" the tone of his voice makes me flinch. I just close my eyes for a second.

"I was just... " I can't find the words.

"Just what..?" he asks in a low husky voice still staring at me.

"You can't keep me here against my will!" I retort finding a new confidence in me. He bangs his fist on the door making me cover my face with my palms. He then drags me back and throws me onto the bed roughly.

"I can and I will keep you here," he shouts and comes to me breathing heavily.

He takes my wrists in a firm grip and I try to fight him off while screaming. He's too strong for me. Putting my arms above my head while still holding my wrists in his left hand, he covers my mouth with his right hand while hoovering above me. My chest heaves up and down and I can feel my eyes stinging with tears.

"First of all you can't go anywhere because I won't let you. Second and most important of all, why are you even in my clothes?" he states and questions me expecting to get an answer with my mouth covered. I roll my eyes and he releases my mouth slowly. But I don't speak.

"If you scream, I'll be forced to do something you won't like so just calm your tits Kitten," he rudely says and my eyes widen.

"I couldn't find my dress," I reply calmly.

"Doesn't mean that you should wear my clothes," he counters softly moving his right hand to brush against my cheek. He catches a falling tear and wipes it with his thumb.

"I'm not going to hurt you, let alone kill you so you can relax." he gives me a tiny smile. "What's your name? "

"A-Allison" I am barely audible.

"Allison..Beautiful name," he still traces his fingers on my cheekbone.

"Why did that man want me dead?" I manage to ask.

"Wrong place at the wrong time and you definitely saw a lot of things that weren't yours to see, " he explains firmly but I'm completely puzzled.

"But I didn't-" I start but he interrupts me.

"Don't you dare lie to me," he seems extremely serious from his tone.

"I was hiding from bad people who were after me," I start to explain myself and end up telling him about how my weekend turned into my biggest nightmare. I wasn't sure he'd believe me. "That's the truth," I finish.

"When I knocked you out,and I'm not sorry for it, I carried you to my car. I noticed two people lurking in the shadows. That's how I knew you were telling the truth." with that Harry released my hands but remained above me.

"So does that mean I can go?" I risk asking this question .

"I can't let you go. Clearly you are in danger and Julian wants you dead too. Unless you want to die then you'll have to stick with me." he speaks out his thoughts as he plays with strands of my hair.

"I can take care of myself!" my voice comes out rather squeaky.

"It's not a request. You are staying with me. Period! " he exclaims and gets up.

I heave a huge sigh and decide not to carry on with the argument. I do need to freshen up so I go take a shower while Harry orders room service.

When I'm done, I put back on his sweatpants and T-shirt and join him for breakfast. We eat quietly because I am unwilling to have a conversation with someone who wants to control me.

"I'm only doing this to protect you Allison" he breaks the silence. All I do is sigh and look away.

"How do you expect me to survive without a lot of things that I need?" I mumble and take a sip of juice.

"Leave that to me. We have a couple of days so I'll sort it," he replies without looking at me.

"Couple of days? Couple of days till what?" I inquire curiously. He doesn't answer me though.

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