Fear (16+) Harry Styles Fanfic

Jayda is your average 18 year old Brit. She's gorgeous funny and smart. But one day she gets kidnapped. Taken against her will. Beaten starved. Someone saves her. Someone who looks familiar, Harry styles. But when they show love for each other, will she let herself love him? Or will her fear hold her back? #onedirection #harry #niall #liam #zayn #louis #fear #lovestory #teens #action


1. Kidnapped

Ring. The sound of the bell signified that the last lesson was over. I grabbed my bag and went to my locker to put my books away. I saw Jeanette coming towards me. "Hey!" She exclaimed. Jeanette was my best friend. "Hey." I smiled at her as we walked towards the school exit. Jeanette and I were 'popular' but we weren't mean. We were nice to anyone who was nice to us. Simple. We stopped in the school yard. "You still coming to the diner?" She asked. Crap. I completely forgot about that. "Yes, of course." I said. "Okay I have to go." She said running off to swim class. I nodded as we went our separate ways. I had to walk home for a week, whilst my car was getting repaired.

I arrived at my house and fidgeted for the key. I finally unlocked the door and went inside. "Mom, I'm home." I yelled. She came to where I was. "How was your day?" She asked. "It was okay." I said walking to my room. I sat in the chair to my desk and pulled out my Biology homework. After I was finished, I listened to music. I heard a knock at my door. "Come in." I said. My mum walked in and sat on my bed. "What do you want for dinner?" She asked. "Actually, mum, I was planning on going to the diner with Jeanette and some friends." I said. She nodded and left my room.

It was eight thirty and I was walking to the diner. I walked in and saw Jeanette, Ty, and Leigh-Anne at a booth. Ty moved over so I could sit down. "Hey." I said to them. "Hey." They all said in unison. "So Ty, you want to share the chicken and fries?" I asked him. "Duh." He said. I laughed. Every time we came to the Quick-Stop Diner we shared chicken and fries. "So are we still on for next weekend?" Leigh-Anne asked. I nodded. We were going prom dress shopping. I was on the Prom Commitee so I also had a major chance at Prom Queen. Why not look good right? Every Friday, we had an annual get together at this diner.

I finished my food and stood up. "I'm gonna go." I told them. "Want me to walk you home?" Ty asked concerned. I could take care of myself though. "No thanks, Ty. I got it." I smiled and left the diner. It was a humid night out. Suddenly, I felt someone grab me and drag me away. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth. "Shh, calm down." He said. Minutes later I drifted to sleep.

I awoke in a worn-out, old room which seemed to be an abandoned house. I was untied, just laying on the cold floor. I got up and ran for the door. Locked. "Trying to escape already, ay?" I heard a voice from behind me. "Leave me alone." I said. Backing away to the side. The guy seemed to be about 25, brown hair and eyes. He looked scrawny. I could easily take this man. I grew up with my mom, who's a Karate teacher. She used to be an agent, but that was before I was born. She was pretty bad-ass, and she taught me everything she knew.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He said smiling. "Trust me, from your appearance, I doubt that will happen." I said. He laughed at me. "Hey, don't judge a book by its cover." He smiled and sat in a chair. "Why exactly did you kidnap me?" I asked. "Oh." He sat up. "I'm not always this nice. You trying to escape was sort of a warning. You're lucky I didn't flip. You caught me in a good mood." He said.

My stomach growled. He handed me a glass of water and two pieces of toast. "What is this going to do?" I asked him. "Don't want you to get dehydrated, now do we?" He asked. I shook my head and ate it.

After I was done, I stood up. He pushed me against a wall. I could easily break his grip, but I wanted to see all of his strength so I knew what I was up against. "I think you might have something I need." He said. I broke free of his grip and pinned him on the wall now. "Not going to happen." I said. "Wow, your stronger than I thought." He said shakily. "Don't judge a book by its cover." I said. I let him go. Just then another man came in. "H-hi boss." The younger one said.

"Shut up, Martin, and give me the girl." The old guy said. Martin. That's what his name was. As long as they don't know my name, or where I live, they can't hurt anyone I love. The boss walked over and grabbed me by my arm. He pulled me to another room. "LET GO OF ME!" I shouted to him. He let go and smack me. Causing me to fly against the wall. This man was definitely stronger. He picked me up. And started punching me. But I fought back. In the end, he won, and I was pretty sure my head was beating. I was now scared to death. I won't ever talk again.

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