Everything had changed since the year 2028. Towns and cities were trashed. What happen to the people? They had to fight for their own lives. Had to scurry far away from the towns and wouldn't even dare step foot into the cities. That's where it all goes downhill. You step in the city but there's no way of coming out. Either you are dead or Trapped. Doesn't matter which one you've end yourselves in you've walked into the darkest depths of darkness. But who knows she might be the lucky one and leave the place unharmed. Unless she cross his path, then there's no way of getting away. Not even a glance. You can't escape him. No one can.

"It's not a dream, it's called Reality"

This one quote changed all of Dayana's thoughts every piece of every one of them. They all went down the waterfall where they could never be grasp again.

Go ahead and read this story if you wanna know what drastic change Dayana had in her life. Was it for the better or for the worst? You'll find out in "Trapped."


28. Ch.27 | Trapped (h.s)



Listen to Crazy In Love ~ Fifty Shades Of Grey soundtrack. ;) 

~Dayana's POV~

"Harry?" Were the words that slipped through my parted lips.

I was met with silence. Sighing I closed my eyes. I would have to ask him another day. It was enough for one day. He's told me so much, I won't pester him into telling me. I won't ask him if he ever did find his little sister. 

The time will come were we both can just sit down and talk. Because after all this, after all that has happen today. I see him differently. He's someone else I never thought he could be. And slowly I find myself falling for him. Falling for the one that brought me here. Him. 

It felt different. I felt different. Was it safe to feel like this? Only time would tell. 

Waking up to feather like touches. I scrunched my nose, whatever the heck it was, it better stop before I throw a fit. Snuggling closer to the source that gave me heat. I hummed in delight, liking the feeling. Soon after I heard chuckles and a chest vibrate underneath my head. 

"Come on babe, it's time to wake up." The person spoke.

Groaning, I shook my head."Five more minutes." I mumbled. 

"It's time to get up though." The raspy voice that belonged to none other than Harry mumbled against my neck. 

"Just five more, please." I whined, kissing the inside of his neck. Feeling his body stiffen, I cursed myself. Opening my eyes, I sat up straight. Knowing straightaway I had done something I shouldn't have done in the first place. "I'm sorry. I'll get up now." I whispered, pulling the warm blankets from my body. 

"No." He quickly spoke. "It's okay. I– I just. This is new to me. Being open to someone, letting them in on my life." 

"No, I understand. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry." I spoke shaking my head. He didn't have to elaborate, I knew were I stood, I looked down fidgeting on my feet.

Hearing the bed creak, my eyes met upon his feet. His long warm rough fingers, moved a strand of hair that had slipped from my now unruly ponytail. Placing it behind my ear, his long fingers skimmed down my neck, trailing slowly. My gasp hitched in my throat, once his forefinger and thumb tilted my chin. I was meet with forest green eyes that showed more emotion than they ever had. Laying his forehead against my own he pulled my face closer and kissed me. 

The sensation left me withering in my spot. The softness yet roughness of his lips molded with my own. Moving in sync at their own accord. My hands ran through his hair, tugging a bit, earning a groan from him. His hands griped my hips pulling me towards him, making our chests collied and our hips to align. They molded with ease, just like if it were meant for each other.

Needing to breathe, I slowly pulled away. Harry grunting grasped my lower lip with his teeth. Pulling and sucking until our heads rest upon one another. Leaving us both panting, with out chests heaving up and down.

"I don't want you to leave. Stay" He spoke, lips brushing against my own. Looking at his forest green eyes, I sighed and nodded my head. 

"Okay. I'll stay." Seeing the smile that formed on his lips, had my stomach flipping. It was a beautiful sight to see. He was beautiful. I might have judged him, yes. But I had my reasons, reasons that made me look at him in a different way. But eventually he opened up to me and slowly I'm beginning to see who he truly is. Who Harry is. 

"Come." He stepped away, took my hand in his and pulled me towards the door. 

"Where are we going?" He halted, making my chest collied with his musclier back muscles. Moaning in response, at his sudden action. He looked behind his shoulder, a smirk upon his face. Asshole. 

"It's breakfast time." Was his response and once again he began pulling me towards him.

 Descending the stairs, the sweetly aroma of pancakes filled my nose, earning a low growl from my stomach. Hearing harry chuckle, I couldn't stop myself and slightly push him. 

At my action he stiffened, I had done it again. Dammit Dayana! Why can't you keep your hands to yourself. Worried that he would get mad at my action, I started pulling my hand away from his grip. Shaking his head, like if he were in a deep thought. He looked down at me with confused eyes. Sensing my struggles to remove my hand, he parted his lips. 

"It's okay. I'm be mad. I was just taken by surprise." Was his reply. I knew it had bothered him though, it was too soon for that. And was uncalled for coming from me. 

"I'm sorry." I whispered afraid I'd make him more angry than he truly was. Sighing he tightened his hold on my hand letting me know it was okay and we began our journey to the diner room. 

Once stepping foot, all eyes were on us. Scowls, endearment, and confusion looks were shared amongst the people around the table. The confusion mainly came from the girls who I didn't talk to, and the endearment from my friends and Joao. While the scowls came from two particular people who sat at the very and of the table; Damary and the mysterious boy that I had met in my room. They both wore scowls that soon changed into a mischievous glint, that twinkled in their eyes. 

A shuddering cold shiver ran across my spine and arms, just looking at the man. He sat down, confident of himself, smirking. Who was this man? Sending me a wink he went back to eating as did the others. 

But I could feel calculating eyes on me, directing my eyes to her. She scowled and me and gave out a quiet snarl, to where only I could hear. To bad bitch that won't intimidate me anymore. Sending her a smile her snarl became louder. Something or someone caught her attention snapping her out of her thoughts, to which she got quiet and went back to eating. 

Smirking, I looked up at Harry, only to find him already looking at me with mirth in his eyes. Sending me a wink he pulled me with him. Pulling out my chair for me, I whispered a 'thank you' and sat down. 

"So Joao, how's your stay been? My apologies that I couldn't be around as much." Harry raspy voice floated around the room. 

Soon pancakes drizzled with maple syrup, fruits, and eggs on the side came to view. Mouth watering a began digging in. Not caring if the others had ate or not. Humming and moaning in delight, loving the sweet taste that danced on my tongue. This was one of the best meals I had ever tried. 

A clear of the throat brought me back from my euphoria, that was the delicious meal I was devouring. Snapping my eyes opened I looked at Harry, who's eyes turned a shade darker and was wearing a smirk. Slightly nodding his head towards the room, I looked around and saw many eyes staring at me with amusement in their eyes. 

"Well babe, all you had to say was you and I upstairs, now." Joao snickered. 

Oh gosh! What was I thinking. They probably think I'm a whore, or worse. They probably think I'm worse than Damary. Dammit Dayana! What is wrong with you first kissing hair on the neck, then slapping him, and now moaning. Let me guess you'll be going around naked next. Fucking shit! My cheeks bloomed with the crimson color, I should be used to. 

Hearing Joao deep chuckles, had me turning into a deep tomato. Soon deep throaty laugh besides me could be heard. Only making my insides clench and a strange feeling to arose at my front, making me cross my legs together tight. 

"Niall, I think you'll have someone to fed daily." Harry spoke through slight chuckles. 

"You see that girls. Now that's what I call a women!" An Irish voice spoke from behind me. Startled, I turned around and saw a blonde haired man standing, smiling and sending me a wink. 

Turning back around I hid my face in my face. This is so embarrassing, oh gosh. "Please stop. I can take on certain amount of blush on my face." I groaned, at that the three men started laughing. 

Hearing the laugher subsided, I screech of a chair being pushed back. Made my remove my hands away from my face, to see Harry standing. "Come on, time for us to go." He spoke, extending his hand out for me. Placing gym hand in his I got up and didn't question where we were going as we walked away from the diner room.

"We won't be back till later tonight. Make sure the girls get in their rooms safely and untouched." Harry sternly spoke to Louis who was standing by the entrance door. 

"Yes sir." Louis spoke, giving a small smile at me.

Smiling back at him, a hand jerked me to the stairs, reminding me that Harry was taking me up the stairs to get ready for wherever we are to go. 

"What was that?" His voice spat out the words. 

What was wrong with him now? All I know is that I didn't kisses him, slap him, or embarrassed myself. So why the heck was he mad? All I did was smile at Lou–. No. Fucking. Way. Is he, Harry, jealous! He is! 

"Are you jealous, because I smiled at Lou–" 

In a flash I found myself against the will with his body pressed up against my own. Heaving chest he, pinned me with my arms up at the sky. My breath hitched, feeling my body crave for his touch. Nuzzling his head against my neck he, left open kisses against my neck. Craning it sideways, giving him more asses to assault it. Feeling him smirk had me, shuddering. "Why would I be jealous of him. He can't make you feel like I do." He cupped my crotch with his large hand, releasing a gasp at the sudden touch, that left me breathing heavy. I felt my body limp against his frame. "He can't make you cüm like I can. He can't. And he won't. Your all mine, you hear me." He nipped my neck, licking and sucking, making me moan. Clutching his hair I pulled and ran my fingers through it. "Harry." I moan. What the fuck, I shouldn't be letting this happen. But all this penned up sexual desire was making it hard not to. It was arousing on full strides, and slowly I feel myself giving into him. Was it wrong? Yes. Did I care? Fucking hell I didn't. If it took away all this sexual arousal, I will give in anytime he'd ask. He'd only have to say the words and I'd be pudding to him. 

What was stopping him? Who knew. But he better make up his fucking mind, because if he keeps up with his I'll find myself jumping him very soon. 



Finally! An update! I'm sorry. *hides behind a table* . So, perfect and home. Me + songs = going to explode anytime.

Seriously they are amazing songs! Like what the f*ck! Harry's high note in home! Damn that boy has me a freaking mess! 

Please excuse my grammatical errors. Thanks! Leave feedback by commenting or sharing if you liked a chapter in particular. Thank you.



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