Caring (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Emily Blackwood is your almost average 20 year old nurse. She graduated university early due to her change of country, from Australia to London. With only Leah, Jess and Hannah as her friends, she struggles to find the romance she has dreamed of since a child. But that soon changes, all because of Leah. Emily isn't sure whether to thank her friend, or whether to hate her.
-Excerpt-
My fingers gently run over the dark mark situated in the crook of my neck. I wince at the slight pain. As I open my eyes that I didn't know I closed, I look to Leah.
My eyebrows furrow as I realise she isn't looking at me, but rather someone behind me. My head turns immediately to the source holding her attention.
He stands there, only metres from the door, staring at me. He smirks at me before dropping his left eye in a wink and vanishing out the door.
Fear racks through my body as I remember his words.
"You're now mine, Emily."
I turn back to Leah, our expressions the same.
Complete shock and fear.

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20. Chapter 20

Chapter 20

 

I made my escape quickly. Snatching Harry's keys from the table and racing towards the door. I slammed the door shut behind me, hoping to delay my capture by at least a few seconds.

I ran around the car and got in Harry's car. I fumbled putting the keys in the ignition and when I finally got the engine turned on Harry was almost at the car, his shouts inaudible through the glass. I put the car into drive and put my foot on the accelerator.

A scream left my mouth at the high speed, followed by gasps of air. I released some of the pressure off of the accelerator and started slowing down. Of course Harry has a car that goes from 0 to 60 in like a second.

Then the tears started falling.

I should never have got attached to him. I knew he was bad for me.

I know the life I dreamed of for years will now be flushed down the toilet all because I stupid enough not to say no. It's not entirely my fault. He was stubborn.

I hate him so much.

 

Harry's POV

 

She took my car. She took my fucking car. Took MY fucking car.

"Faster Louis. Dammit!" My hand slams on the console of his car.

What if she crashes my car? What is if she gets taken? What if she gets shot? What if she-

Why are all of my 'what if's about her? She's got my fucking car for crying out loud.

I look over at Louis and he is smirking. If he wasn't driving I'd reach over it punch it off of his face.

I look back at the road and point to my car. "There she is Lou." I almost shout.

Why did she have to take my car? Couldn't she have taken Louis' car? Obviously not.

It was then she ran a red light, barely missing other drivers. Louis chuckles. "She's determined."

"She's a fucking fearless bitch. I'll tell you that."

I jumped in my seat when a ringtone came on through the radio. Lou presses a button on his steering wheel. "Hello." His voice was strict, prepared to talk to an enemy if it were ever to happen.

"Hey it's me." El's voice came through.

Louis smirked at me then looked back at the road. "Hey babe, guess what?"

"What?" her voice was playful, not expecting Louis answer.

"Well," he starts. "Emily overheard mine and Harry's conversation about her being threatened and we decided that she should become a member of the gang. Like how we did with you. And then guess what she did?"

"Oh, what?" Eleanor's voice was concerned.

Louis begins to laugh. "She stole his fucking car and has ran a red light." Eleanor's laughter fills the car while I have a mini heart attack. "Wait make that two red lights."

"She reacted worse than I did." She laughs. "But I'll let you get back to your high speed chase. See you later babe."

"Bye!" The phone call ends and music starts playing again. "Harry, which car is yours?"

I look in front of us and see three cars the same model as mine. You have got to be kidding me. A car swerves in front of us causing Louis to curse and slam his foot on the brakes.

We've lost her.

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