Ellie is a normal 17 year old girl and sorta likes One Direction. She'll listen tot heir music for a while then get sick of it. She runs into Harry Styles and he falls in love. Harry can't stand being away from her so he decides to kidnap her.



4. Morning




   I woke up the next morning thinking about Ellie. Damn was she beautiful. I went downstairs and saw her sitting in the dining room. It looked like she has been crying.

"What's wrong babe?"

"Well lets see. I ran into you at the mall and you kidnapped me!!!!!"

"Well that isn't so bad."

"I used to sorta like One Direction, but now l hate your band, because l just found out that there is some crazy dude who kidnaps people!!!!"

"l'm not crazy, l just like to have fans."

"Oh so you kidnap all girls that don't like your band?"

"Not all girls, just the ones that l'm in love with."

"Which is everyone. I may not like your band but l do know that you are the flirt and you fall in love with eveyone!"

"Not everyone. Just the ones that are beautiful on the inside and outside, which one of those girls is you, Ellie." Ellie just looked at me. She was beautiful. Dirty blond hair, bright blue eyes, perfect shaped nose, her lips looked soft, and she knows fashion let me tell you. Right now she was wearing navy blue cloth shorts, a white flowy top, and sandals. Her hair was down and wavy, she was also wearing black nerd glasses that were adorable on her! She had pearl earings in right now, and they completed her outfit. She was pale and tan like mixed kinda and she had high cheek bones, i could tell by her smile, and she had dimples that go in when she smiled. I just met her and I'm in love with her.

"First of all, you do fall in love with everyone, and second, l'm not beautiful." I walked over and sat down next to her.

"Ellie, you are beautiful. When l bumped into you at the mall, l just felt like the piece that was missing from me was brought and that piece completed me."

"Thank you Harry, that is sweet of you but l just don't really like you that way."





"Thank you Harry, but l just don't really like you like that." What a lie! I really liked Harry. He was a handsome young lad. Curly brown hair, hazel eyes, his dimples, he is very cheeky also. I just can't picture him being the one to kidnap me. He seemed so sweet and kind, but seriously, he thinks I'm going to date him after he kidnapped me? Ha never gonna happen.

"I understand."

"So can l go?"  He just laughed at me.

"No, you have to love me back, and not as in Harry Styles from One Direction. You have to love the real me."

"That'll take a while."

"No it won't. Now come here babe."

"Don't call me babe."

He took me into his room and sat on the bed. He patted the spot next to him for me to sit down. When l sat down he put his arms around my waist.

"Can we just do this one time?" he whispered into my ear. I just sat there with no response.

"Please?" he whispered.

"I guess." I mumbled softly. He got up and shut the door. He took his shirt off and his pants. All he was in was his boxer shorts as he striped me down. After about 20 minutes of kissing, he grabbed me and threw me on the bed. He slowly entered me. I just cried in pain. He went fast then slowed down, then fast again and slow again. The pattern kept repeating. I always moaned or groaned in pain. He slowly exited me and started to get dressed and l got dressed also. We stood in the middle of the room and he stared at me and l started to walk up to him. When l got close enough he pulled me close to him. I looked up and he leaned in and we kissed. Later that day we ended up falling asleep on the couch together. I laid my head on his chest and he set his head on top of my head. We were watching The Notebook and we were covered ina blanket together. Was l falling in love with the huy who kidnapped me?


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