Bianca's Point of View

"Oh great! You're awake!" a gorgeous man in casual clothing says to me. "Do you know where you are love?" he asks me. "Please say I'm at my dad's house and not with that vicious bitch of an excuse of a man!" I plead and the man sighs. "No, you're still with Harry! Look Bianca, Harry is a lot of things but vicious isn't one. Not with you at least. He really cares about you, maybe you should give him a chance!" the man says before gathering his things and heading for the door. "Wait! I never got your name!" I say quietly. "Zayn! Zayn Malik!" he says with a smile and then he leaves the room. I sit on the bed and think about my dad and brothers. Harry walks into the room with a tray of food and sits it on the bedside table before he sits next me. "How are you feeling baby?" he asks me softly. "I'm not your baby!" I snap and the look on his face almost makes me want to apologize but then I remember that he kidnapped me and I smiled. "I brought you something to eat!" he smiles at me. "Didn't I tell you I'd rather die of starvation and dehydration before I give in to you!" I spit. His whole face falls and he stands up and walks to the door. He turns to me and I swear I can see tears in his eyes as he turns and leaves the room shutting the door softly. Okay that was kind of mean, even to him. So I turn to the tray next to me. The least I can do is eat the food he made for me.

I head down the stairs after I eat and find my way to the kitchen to wash my dishes. I make some tea for myself and fix it to my liking when I notice there's extra. So I grab another cup and fix some for Harry. I sit a spoon next to it and head back up to the room.

When I awake I find that I have been moved into a different room. I turn on my side and into a rock hard chest. I gasp as I look at all the tattoo's and his abs and feel my panties become wet. I scramble out of the bed and onto my feet. "Thank you for the tea!" he says with a small smile. "There was extra and I was taught not to let anything go to waste so, don't feel so special!" I reply back and once again his face falls. (Damn, sorry not sorry!) "There's a television in here. Just do what you want!" he says before leaving the room. I look around the room and from the way it looks I can tell it's the master bedroom which means that this is Harry's room.

Damn, I made him leave his own room. Chill sometimes Bia!

I turn on the television and turn the channel to BET. I watch it until I eventually get bored with it and turn off the television. I leave the room and head downstairs and into the stereo room. I look through the music until I stop at my favorite. Melanie Martinez. Somehow I just know that he went out and bought it for me. I put the disc in and crank up the music. I make my way to the kitchen and look for something to make. After about two minutes I decide on Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken and broccoli. I start on steaming the broccoli and sautéing the chicken and heating the sauce while I boil the water for the pasta. I was dancing and singing to Mrs. Potato Head and cooking like I always did at home. I grab two plates and plate the food. I grab two forks and sit one next to Harry's plate. I eat my food and clean up the dishes, turn off the stereo and make my way up the stairs to Harry's room. I go to the bathroom and strip and get into the shower. My bathe and shampoo and condition my hair and step out of the shower to find a fresh pair of clothes. I change into them and dry my hair. I look under the cabinet where I found the towels and I use the hairbrush and use a scrunchie to pull my hair up into a ponytail. I put everything back as I found it and leave the bathroom. I get into the bed and fall asleep. I wake up at midnight and go downstairs to get a glass of water. I drink it and sit my glass in the sink and go to head back up the stairs when I see Harry sleeping on the couch. I debate on whether or not to wake him up. Finally I roll my eyes and sigh as I walk over to him. "Hey, Harry wake up!" I slightly shake him. He opens his eyes and it's a breath taking sight to behold. "Come on, you fell asleep on the couch." I say as he gets up and that's when I notice that he is wearing nothing but some sweatpants hung low on his hips exposing the waistband of his snug Calvin Klein boxer briefs and holy Lord this is impossible. He can't be this hot. We get up the stairs and he says goodnight and turns to go. "Wait Harry," I sigh. "This is your room, I'm not going to make you sleep somewhere else. It's not right!" I say. "Where are you going to sleep?" he asks. I bite the inside of my cheek and weigh my options. It's late and one night in bed with Harry won't kill me I'm sure. "With you!" I say finally with a deep sigh. He opens the door let's me in first and closes the door after himself. I crawl I the bed and he gets in behind me snaking his arm around my waist pulling me to his chest. I don't move because I know one way or another this is where I will be when I wake up in the morning. So I get comfy and drift of to sleep. One night won't kill me right? I pray to God just in case.

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Love to you all!~Delilah Sapphire