Don't drag me into this

"Don't drag me into this" I snapped, "little to late babe" he smirked and grabbed my hand, "RUN" he yelled and pulled me down a near ally way. "No stop there not after me there after you" I hissed. " yes but trust me they won't mind slitting your throat on the way" he chuckled and came to a dead end. He helped me climb to the top o the wall then climbed up himself, "I hate you so much" I growled, "I know" he shrugged then suddenly grabbed my face smashing his lips to mine.
Why did I ever let him drag me into this?


46. drugged

Hannah's POV

My head hurt and my arms ached. I had no clue what had happened to me but I sure felt it.

I frowned lifting the sleeves of my hoodie up to revile what looked like rope marks around my small wrists.


Someone had tied me up.

"What's that" Zayn frowns and I quickly pull the sleeves down, "nothing" I mutter a little to quickly.

I didn't want to tell him because then he would tell Harry who would start to freak and worry and get himself all worked up.

"Harry tell your girlfriend to stop being awkward" he grumbles reaching for my wrists but I pull them away.

"Doll" he groans snatching one which causes a cry of pain to realise from my lips.

He immediately let's go jumping back slightly and before another word was said, Harry was by my side.

"Angel" he asks, "what's wrong" his eye brows knit together and he gently takes a hold of my hands.

"I grabbed her wrist" Zayn frowns from besides me, Harry frowns gazing up at me for a few seconds before carefully pulling the sleeves back on my hoodie.

"What the fuck is this" he growls angrily but I can hear the pinch of worry in his voice.

" don't know" I answered, it was the truth I seriously couldn't remember anything.

Before Harry said anything else, Louis strolled in, "I know why she can't remember anything" he says.

"Why" Harry says angrily still upset about my wrists, "she was drugged" he answered.

My eyes widen at the word, "drugged" both Harry and I say at the exact same time.

"It's a drug called Mescaline, it can cause amnesia and in this case it has" he tells us.

"Will it wear off" I question still not over the fact someone had drugged me, "maybe" he shrugs.

"What do you mean by maybe" Harry asks angrily, "it could be a few days or few wekas or maybe even a few months, the estimated date is in conclusion able" he answers.

"So I might not ever be able to remember what happened" I ask worriedly, "no it will wear off, it just might take a while" he tells me and I nod slowly.

"Fuck" Harry mutters and I gently take his hand, he calms at my touch and sighs lifting it too his lips.

"I'll get some ice for your wrists" he tells me and I nod giving him a light smile.

"Anything" Zayn asks, "you can't remember anything" I shake my head and he sighs.

Harry walks back in with an ice pack and sits down next to me placing it on my wrists, "I can do it myself" I smile but he ignores me.

I sigh leaning over and kissing the corner of his mouth, he needed to stop worrying about me.

He gazes into my eyes for a few seconds then looks back down, "alright thanks boys" Harry says but it didn't come out pleasantly.

"Ok well we better head back to Nialls" Louis says and I nod, "see you tomorrow" I ask and they nod, "bye doll" they winks and I roll my eyes as they walk out.

I look to Harry once they have left and he still looks rather frustrated and angry.

"Hey" I whisper take his hand, "stop worrying" his eyes travel to mine and he shakes his head.

"How can you tell me not to fucking worry, he had you and I swear if he fucking laid one-" "who" I ask catching on.

He looks up slightly then back down to the floor closing his mouth, "Harry" I frown, "do you know who took me" I ask.

He stays silent. "Harry" I snap angrily, "who the hell took me" I yell, "Brett" he spits, "he fucking phoned me up in glory of what he had, and now your back and can't even remember what even HAPPENED" he screams the last part.

By now he was off the sofa, pacing the room back and forward, "Brett" I asked slightly shocked.

Brett as in, the guy that had tore the guys apart, the guy that had caused so much apparent damage which I still wasn't aware of. The same guy who turned too best friends connection into pure hatred for one another.

I stand myself and walk over catching his arm before he can pace back again.

I grabbed his face cupping his cold cheeks into my warmer hands, "calm down, ok he took me but I'm back now, nothing bad has happened" I smile trying to reassure him.

He stares into my eyes softly, and finally sighs, "I just don't want anything to happen too you" he lets out shaky breath.

"Harry nothing is going to happen to me" I smile and kiss his lips, "let's get to bed, it's late" I smile and take his hand leading him to the bedroom.

Once we are in there I strip myself down grabbing one of his shirts to wear and climb into bed, he copy's my actions, stripping to his boxers and climbing in as well.

His large arms wrap around me pulling me into his muscular chest where I breath in his scent and smile to myself.

I could have never of seen this conning, only a few months ago I would of said you were crazy if you said I was going to date an extremely attractive man who has quiet a dark side.

Or be kidnapped serval times or chased.

This isn't what I expected at all, but I love how it is.

I smile to myself before closing my eyes and letting myself fall.


I finally awake from my restless night, I had a great deal of falling to sleep and every time I did, I either became hungry, needed the loo or had a nightmare.

I hadn't slept much at all.

Half way through sliding from Harry's grip, his arms tighten around my waist and he peeks an eye open, "where are you going" he asks in his sexy morning voice.

His hair is swooped to one side where had been sleeping and his muscles were flexed, he looked amazing at this moment.

I smile to myself running a hand up and down his toned chest, "breakfast" I shrug leaning in and giving his lips a soft gentle kiss.

He immediately wraps his arms tighter around me pulling me closer, "god your gorgeous" he breaths pulling away.

I smile kissing his lips gently, "pancakes or bacon" I ask whilst sitting up, "both" he yawns holding my hips.

I roll my eyes before climbing off of him and making my way into the kitchen.

I pull out a frying pan and begin to make something up and soon Harry appears.

"I have too go and see someone today" he tells me, I nod slowly waiting for him to continue but he dosent, "who" I ask.

He raises an eye brow as if in a warning way which causes a loud groan to be realised from my lips.

"What" he mutters, "you never tell me anything" "you don't need to know anything" he shrugs, "well when your in a relationship your meant to be completely truthful which each other" I state the fact.

"I am being truthful, I haven't lied I just havent told you anything" he smirks, "that's not the point" I roll my eyes.

"Mhmm" he mumbled coming behind me and pressing his palms to my hips, "can I come" I ask and he shakes his head.

"Harry" I sigh, "I don't even know why you want too come" he rolls his eyes, "why wouldn't i" "you will get bored" "well take me and we shall see who's right"

He raises an eye brow but sighs in defeat, "fine" he mumbles and I smile kissing his lips, "you have know idea how lucky you are" he mutters.

"What do you mean by that" I ask, "if it was anyone else, I wouldn't ever cave in" "really" I slightly giggle, "I guess I'm just special" I joke and he grins.

"Very special"

*a few hours later*

"Your not dressed" he asks annoyed looking at my slumped body which is on the sofa still in just his shirt and boxers watching tv.

I give him an innocent smile and he groans, "angel go" he orders and I quickly scramble to my feet and into the bedroom throwing on what ever.

Finally coming out, his arms are crossed and he's tapping his foot impatiently.

"Ready" I smile sweetly and he rolls his eyes grabbing my hand and dragging me to the car.

My eyes flicker to across the road where the four slump low life's stand near enough everyday and feel my throat become dry as they continue to look at me.

"How many times do I need to tell you they won't go near you as long as I'm around" he smirks once we are sat in the car.

His large warm hands moulds into mine as he gives me a light smile and I nod.

"So where are we going" I ask hoping to get an answer for once out of him, "To a club".

"A club" I frown, "that's where Woody is" he answered, "Woody? The guy we are going to see"

He gives me a nod and I shrug, "ok...."

*half hour later*

The car jolts and comes to an immediate stop. "We are here" he says, I look up to see we are parked out the back of a building.

Its just a plain brick wall, nothing special, although it is just the back of the club.

I follow Harry's actions climbing out and make my way over to him, he laces out fingers together which makes me immediately smile as we begin to walk round the side.

"Pull your sleeves down" he mutters under his breath as we walk, "why" i ask confused, "because i don't like seeing them fucking marks on you skin and angel you have no idea how much I have been keeping my temper today" he answers through gritted teeth.

I quickly pull my sleeves down not wanting him to get mad again and kiss his cheek before we continue to walk.

Finally reaching the front of the club, my hand drops from his and i stand frozen in place looking at the big bold sparkling letters on the wall.

"You brought me to a fucking strip club!"



ah i know sorry haven't updated in a while x but finally here you go, big chapter.

I know one this wasn't very long and two didn't even have much in it, but i promise it will get better and because i took so long im writing another chapter now xx

And also nexy big chapter is at 80 likes ok xxxx

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Hannah was drugged, why?

What happened to her?

Whos Woody?

Really a strip club Harry?

keep reading to find out xxxx

thanks xxxx






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