Not so number one

Hi my name is Hannah and I get bullied, a lot. I'm still trying to understand why. I mean, I think I treat people right, and never bullied anyone else. Yet Harry and his friends seem to think it's cute or funny or what ever to bully me. I want them to stop hurting me. I want them to stop calling me names. I want them to stop embarrassing me. But mostly... I want them to stop avoiding an answer.

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27. Chapter twentysix

Hannah's POV

The two big men that were with my parents, no they aren't my parents. The two men that were with the criminals pick Harry and I up and threw us in there car. We struggled to get free but it was no use. After they got in the car, they duck taped our mouths, wrists and ankles. Then they put blind folds over our eyes and handcuffs on our wrists. I whimpered in pain because the cuffs were too tight. Soon after they put something up to my nose and I felt sleepy, the men weren't paying attention so rolled next to Harry. I was so scarred and I started to cry, I put my head down on Harry's shoulder. He looked at me and I saw a tear slip out of his eye, he was just as scared as I was. He put his head down on mine and I blacked out.

Louise's POV

I woke up in the hospital and couldn't wait to leave. I don't know how Hannah did it, not being able to leave the hospital bed. I had only been here two days and I couldn't wait to get out of here, luckily I get to today. A nurse came into my room and talked to me for a while about how I need to take it easy for a while. She gave me some pain medication and gave me a sling for my arm. She left and I changed into my real cloths so I could get out of here. I put my cloths on and left the room. I walked to the from desk and checked myself out and went home.

When I got there I went upstairs to see if they had set up Hannah's room yet. I went in her room and everything was in there. My mom and I wanted to make her feel welcomed so we bought her a new furniture for her room. It looked pretty good, but Hannah wasn't in her room. I thought she would be here. I went downstairs to look around for here, I kind of wanted to hang out with her today. I ran into my mom, she'll probably know where she is.

"Hey mom."

"Oh hi, Louis, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, um, do you know where Hannah is?"

"No, I think she went to a friends house. That's what she texted me yesterday." I was a bit confused. I mean, no offense to Hannah or anything, but she doesn't have any friends. 'Who would she be with?' Then I remembered Harry had come to the hospital yesterday, he said he wasn't going to pick up Hannah, but now I don't believe him. I bet she's still at his house.

"Um, I got to go. I'll see you later mom."

"Ok, bye." I ran out the door and drove to Harry's house. I rang the door bell, no one answered. I rang it again, no one answered. I started to pound on the door.

"Harry, open the damn door! I know Hannah is in there!" Once again, no one answered the door. I knew Harry kept a spare key underneath his door mat. I picked up the key and unlocked the door. I walked into Harry's house. I know that sounds weird, but I really didn't want Hannah to hang out with him. I looked all over his house and couldn't find either one of them. 'Where the hell would they be?' I was in the hallway to his room and found a wallet on the floor. I picked it up and looked inside it. It had the name Jessica Parish. 'That's Hannah's 'mom's' name. Oh my God, they were here. They must have taken them.' I was pissed and worried. I was pissed because I specifically told Hannah not to hang out with Harry, now you can see why. I was also pissed because they just took her! They just fucking took her! Of course I was worried about Harry too, but this was my sister. I know he was my best friend, but I was more worried about Hannah. She wasn't as tough as he was, she couldn't take as much as he could. I called the police right away to report them and file a missing person report.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Um, my sister and best friend may have been kidnapped."

"Ok, what are there names?"

"Hannah Tomlinson and Harry Styles."

"Do you know who may have kidnapped them?"

"Yes, um I think it was Jessica and Andrew Parish."

"Ok, we will investigate and notify you as soon as possible."

"Thank you." I hung up the phone and ran out of the house. I drove home as fast as I could to tell my mom.

Harry's POV

I woke up in an unfamiliar room, I think it was a basement of some sort. I tried to get up but when I stood up I couldn't walk anywhere. I was handcuffed to a pole and my mouth was duck taped. I remembered Hannah and I were kidnapped. I started to panic because I didn't see Hannah anywhere. I was really starting to worry, to make matters worse, I heard a high pitched scream. I knew it was Hannah, I had to get to her so I could help her. I pulled and struggled for five minutes, but it was no use. I couldn't get free. I heard another scream, and then a loud whimper. I couldn't stand to heard her in pain.

Not even a minute later, I saw Hannah being pushed down the stairs. She tripped over something and fell hard on the floor. Because she was handcuffed, she couldn't catch herself from falling. She let out a cry of pain and her face soon started to bleed. Jessica picked her up and shoved her into the pole I was handcuffed to. Hannah tripped and fell onto me, I couldn't really catch her but at least she fell on me and not the floor again.

"Ok, I'm tired so I'll give you your bating later pretty boy." Andrew said. They walked back upstairs and left us down there. I reached my hand over to Hannah's mouth and pulled the duck tape off of her.

"Ow, thanks Harry." She she managed to say, then pulled the tape off my mouth.

"Thanks, are you ok?" I asked her. She shook her head no. "It's going to be ok, everything is going to be fine." I reassured her.

"N-no, Harry. I'm sorry, b-but it's not, it's n-not going to be ok. They told m-me, they t-told m-me..."

"What Hannah, what did they tell you?"

"T-they told m-me they were g-going to k-k-kill us." She stumbled out.

"No, I won't let them kill us, I wont let them kill you. Hannah what I said before, when ever I said it, I meant it. I meant it when I said I love you, I love you so much to where it hurts. I wish I could spent every second of every day with you. Now that I have stopped doing that horrible thing to you, I can. I not going to let them kill you, or me. I'm going to keep you safe, I'm going to make sure you stay safe. Because I love you." I started to cry, I didn't want them to put her in anymore pain.

"Harry, I love you too and I believe you love me. But there's nothing you can do about them, we are both handcuffed to a pole, and I don't think there's a chance that we are going to get free."

"Then if we die, I'm glad I get spend my last day with you." She started to cry, I couldn't tell if it was because of what I told her or because they had just beat her. "Are you ok?"

"Ya, it's just, I've never had anyone who really loved me. Well other than Louis and his mom, but that's because they are my family. But know one has ever told me they loved me, and I've never had the opportunity to say it back." I wanted to wrap her in my arms and protect her, but I couldn't. Jessica and Andrew walked back downstairs and looked right at me.

"Your turn." Jessica said. The handcuffs were wrapped around the pole so they head to undo the cuffs to get me. Once they were undone, I got up and ran out of the basement. I ran upstairs and tried to get out of the door, but there men stopped me. They punched me in the stomach so I would fall to the floor. They picked me up and threw me into another unfamiliar room. Jessica walked in with a belt in her hand.

"W-what are you going to do to me?"

"Oh, not too much. Maybe a punch here and there but the real reason we wanted you hear is so you can watch us beat 'the one you love'."

"Your going to make me watch you beat Hannah?!"

"Hahaha, yes. I think that's quite a lot of pain on you. Course, I don't know why you love her. She a God damn, fucking disappointment! I hate that bitch and I want to kill that mother fucker!" She hit me with the belt. I whimpered a bit and a tear slipped out of my eye. Andrew walked in pulling Hannah by her hair. He threw her to the ground and kicked her.

"Now we are going to play a game. Andrew and I are going to beat the shit out of Hannah. Every time you make a noise or tell us to stop we are going to hit her harder and hit you as well."

"What kind of sick people are you?" Hannah yelled at them.

"Shut the fuck up you slut." Andrew yelled at her and slapped her with a belt.

"Shall we begin?" Jessica said. She walked up to Hannah and stared at her. "What should I do to you first? Ah, how about we started with a few simple cuts, shall we?" She picked up a knife and placed it on Hannah's skin. "This ones for being a bitch. This ones for being a slut. This ones for being a fucking demon." She kept on going, and every time she said a name, she cut another piece of Hannah's arm. "This ones for being a ho. This ones for being a bastard." Hannah finally couldn't take it anymore and she let out a scream. "This ones for being a fag. This ones for being a shit head. This ones for being an asshole." I couldn't take it anymore, she was cutting Hannah and she was in so much pain.

"Stop! Stop it right now! Stop hurting her, please!" Andrew slapped Hannah with the belt and then slapped me with it too.

"I think that's enough cutting her, what do think we should do next, Andrew?"

"Um, I think we should practice our fighting skills on her." They stood her up so they could get a good aim. Then they started to kick and punch her. They hit her face a few times, her face swelled really fast. She had a back eye, a swollen cheek, and her jaw was bleeding. Then they went for her stomach, they punched and hit her until she fell to the floor.

"Fuck you! You are a bitch and no one will love you!" Andrew bellowed and kicked her in the back.

"Go to hell you demon! No one wants to see your ass of a face!" Jessica yelled and punched her in the side. 

"You go to hell! You go to hell and stop beating her!" I screamed at them.

"You shut up!" They yelled at me. Then they smacked her even harder so that her side was bleeding, then punched me in the jaw.

"Why don't we finish up by lashing her with the belts." They got out the belts and beat her. She screamed at first, a minute or so later she stopped screaming and passed out.

"Ok, you can stop! She passed out already!" I panicked.

They hit her one more time, harder than any other. Then they walked up to me, right before they hit me I saw the belt was covered in blood. They picked us back up and put us back in the room we were in before. Before they left, they dropped a pair of keys. For some reason they didn't chain us to the pole, but I wasn't complaining. I went to get the keys, I unchained myself, then did the same with Hannah. There was no way we could get out of here so I didn't try to escape. I picked up Hannah, she was bleeding very badly. I set her in my lap, and let her sleep there. I decided to go to sleep because there was nothing I could do. I couldn't fix her wounds, I couldn't get us out of here, the only thing I could do was hope someone found us so Hannah could live.

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