13. My Kidnapper
*The Next Morning*
I wake up to myself being shaken. I open my eyes to see the man who kidnapped me.
"AAAAHHH!!!" I screamed, not wanting him to try to kiss me again. I sat up and got out of bed. I turned to him and he sighed.
"Do you have any idea who I am?" He asked.
"Didn't we already talk about this?" I asked.
"Yes but I didn't let you finish." He replied.
"Well...you sound like Liam...Liam Payne." I said and he put his hand to his beanie over his face. I held my breathe as he pulled off the beanie. I saw his face and nearly fainted. I was right.
"Whoa!" Liam yelled as I fell to the ground. He rushed over to me and he held me in his arms, "Are you alright?" Liam asked.
"No." I said and closed my eyes tightly, hoping this was just a dream.
"Belle, you should know I will never hurt you." Liam said and I opened my eyes again. I pushed him away from me and stood up. He looked up at me and I frowned.
"Really? Never going to hurt me, huh? Why did you have that gun if you weren't going to hurt me?" I asked angrily.
"It was just to get you to do what I wanted. That's all." Liam replied.
"Asshole." I mumbled and went over to my walk-in closet. I opened the doors and my mouth widened, still not being used to this huge closet.
"I'm sorry Belle." Liam said behind me. I turned my head a little bit just to see him right behind me.
"Shut up." I muttered. He stretched out his hand and put it on my shoulder.
"I really am Belle." Liam said. He turned me around and I refused to look into his eyes.
"I bet you are." I mumbled and he sighed.
"I love you-"
"NO!" I yelled and pushed him away from me, "No you don't, now get away from me. Leave me alone!" I yelled and he looked hurt.