Kate Wilson is your ordinary 19 year old girl. She has a job at Starbucks and while on her way home from work one night meets a boy who changes her life completely for the worse. Read to find out what happens on Kate's horrific journey of getting to know her kidnapper, Harry Styles.


4. Chapter 4

I curled up in a ball in the corner of the trunk. It was starting to get really cold. I had stopped crying a long time ago, coming to the conclusion that it wasn't going to solve anything. I took deep breaths in and out, trying to calm my shaking body. Then, the car stopped. I was pushed forwards by the impact of his feet slamming on the breaks, I quickly pushed myself to back of the trunk again. I didn't want to get out, I didn't want to know what would happen next.

I heard a small click and the trunk door that was holding me a prisoner had opened up.

"Hello princess, it's time to come out now." He smirked at my innocence. I didn't want to look him in the eye. I was too scared. Those eyes could be the same eyes that got to see those poor girls take their last breaths and make their last movements before their brutal deaths.

He grabbed my ankles and dragged me out of the trunk. I wasn't tied up, he didn't even cover my mouth with anything besides his hand when he was taking me away. What was he thinking? I could easily just run and keep running until I got somewhere far, far away from here. Couldn't I?

As he turned around to close the trunk I wasted no time in attempting my escape. I took off and ran down the endless dirt road leading up to where he had taken me. I turned around to see if he had noticed but nobody was there. I smiled myself and just kept running, and running until I felt I was far enough away from him to be safe. I stopped to catch my breath, that seemed to be a little too easy. Why would he just let me run off if he took the effort and time to kidnap me? I looked around to see if there was any sign of him coming any close distance to me. There was nothing, I shrugged it off. Maybe he wasn't the one who had committed those murders, they had to be well organized, this sure isn't what I would call organization. Not that I was complaining, I would much rather be stuck out here in the middle of nowhere than being in his strong, cruel grip, probably being dragged into a house then killed. That didn't exactly appeal to me.

I started walking, standing here doing nothing would get me nowhere right? I walked for what felt like hours. There was no sign if anything around anywhere. I let out a frustrated huff. Where the hell am I? There's absolutely nothing here, not even a gas station. There was something about the situation that didn't feel right to me. I stopped to take a break. The piercing sun was burning into eyes as I tried to look for some sort of sign to determine where I was. I used my hand as a shield to protect my eyes from the bright rays of light.

I felt two arms wrap around my waist. I started shaking, my heart was pounding. I felt his hot breath on my neck.

"You didn't think I'd let you escape that easily did you princess?" He whispered in my ear, giving me small wet kisses along my jaw line.

"I-I don't- who are yo-u?" I whimpered as I felt my eyes start to tear up again. He turned me around, I no longer had any other choice but to face him.

"I'm Harry, and you're mine now." He stated, pushing a fallen piece of my hair back behind my ear. Tears started rushing out of my red, swollen eyes and down my face.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. We're going to have a wonderful time together. Just relax." He smiled, but it wasn't a comforting smile. It was a scary, dark smile that you would see the criminals in horror stories and

films have on their faces. How did I manage to get myself into a situation like this? He grabbed my hand, we started to walk back in the direction to the house we had driven to before.

How did he find me? How did I not notice him following me? When we got close enough to the house for me to get a good look at what was around it I could see a group of people standing around the old concrete steps leading up to the doorway.

"Harry! You're home. Who's this you've got with you?" A man with dark black hair and blue eyes spoke.

"Jace! This is Kate. She's going to be staying with us for a while. I'm

going to show her around now, feel free to join." I gulped. How long would I be staying here? I had so many questions for this boy but I was beyond too frightened to ask them.

He brought me inside and led me into a room with a chair inside.

"This is where you'll be staying until I can trust you. Keep in mind, the more you try to escape, the longer you'll stay in here. He led me over to the old, dusty wooden chair.

"Sit." I did as told, I didn't want him to hurt me. He took a piece of rope from the table that stood aside from the old chair I was placed in. He tied my hands behind my back and used the remainder of the rope to tie my ankles together.

"Welcome to you're new home, Kate." He chuckled as he closed the

door and left me alone, in the darkness of the cold damp room.


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