Mute Princess

Kayleigh Styles had been locked up for 3 years, with nobody to help her but herself. What happens when she escapes, and finds her brother, who she hasn't seen since she was taken. What happens when she falls in love with his band mate?
Will One Direction's loudest member get her to speak again?


1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Kayleigh’s POV: I sat on the cold floor of the basement, shivering in only rags. I slowly stand up, and get the small candle I have, the only warmth that I can find. I look at it, wondering how much longer I’m going to be in this hell hole. I look in the room, seeing things scattered all over the floor: Wood Sticks Pans Whips Bricks Etc. I look at them all. Maybe, if I all the wood and sticks, and put them in the corner. Then placed the bricks around them, wrapping it all up with the whips, I could give myself some more heat. Yes, I’ll do that, as soon as he has finished with my torture. I placed the candle away, and waited on the floor, still shivering from the cold draft. The door suddenly opened with a bang, and he walked in, with someone behind him. I looked at the person, and saw long, brown, curly hair trail down her back. She had sunglasses on, and she took them off, revealing blue eyes. “Right bitch, Eleanor here is going to torture you tonight! Do as she says, or else!!” he shouted at me face. I nodded my face, and he walked out, slamming the door behind himself. I looked at her, and she rubbed her hands together, as if she had some magical plan that would be very painful. I stood up, and walked over to her. “Stand against that wall. Yes, just there. Perfect!” She said as I stood there. She grabbed a whip, which was fairly new. She started to hit me, and she constantly did it. I started to scream in pain, making no sound but tears pouring down my face. She stopped after what seemed like hours, and picked up the bricks. She started to throw them at me, but I dodged. She looked angry, and threw them on the floor. “Bitch! Stop moving!” She screamed. Now, I may not be very strong, but I did my best. I stubbed my foot in her toe, which caused her to cry out in pain. I punched her nose, and I heard a crunch, and it started to bleed. I picked up the small bag I had which contained a few things of mine. She grabbed my neck, and started to squeeze. I forced myself forward, and she flipped over, landing on the floor with a thump. I opened the door, and ran out. The light was bright, but I didn’t care, I needed to get out of here. I ran up the stairs, and smelled beer. There were bottles and bottles in here, but I made a run for the door. I opened it up, and ran out. It was broad daylight, and people were walking around. They all stopped and watched me. They all gave me weird glances, but I kept running, as fast as my legs would take me. I ran a few streets, and came across one, with really big houses, with at least 5 floors being the most and 3 being the least. I ran to the end, and knocked on the door. It was a quiet one, but it would do. The door opened, revealing a quite cute guy, with curly brown hair and sea green eyes. I mouthed, help, and suddenly, my sight went dark, and I felt dizzy. I landed on the floor with a thump, and passed out. Harry’s POV: The lads and I were having lunch, when I heard a faint knock on the door. “I’ll be back in a minute!” I said. I stood up, and walked over to the door. I opened up the door, and I saw something, which was quite horrifying. The girl, who had curly brown hair and sea green eyes, mouthed something, I think the word help, and passed out. I picked her up, and closed the door behind. She was very light, and she wore rags. “Guys! We need to make a trip to the hospital!” I said. They looked at me, and we all rushed out. I sat in the back, with the mysterious girl sat on my lap. I saw the rise and the fall of her chest. I lifted up her top a little, and saw what nobody should have. She had scars on her stomach, where she must have self harmed, and you could also count her rids. I counted the ones I could see, 10 small bones concealed in her small frame. The car stopped, and someone opened the door. I quickly got out, and ran to the desk. “Please, help! This girl just passed out on our lawn, and I don’t know what happened! Please help her!!” I said. The lady looked up, and back down again. “Take a seat,” she said. “I am not going to ‘Take a seat!’ when this girls life could be in danger! You help her now!” I shouted. The whole place went quiet, when I doctor came out. He looked at me, then the girl. He came rushing over, and said. “Angela! Get a theatre room ready! She needs to be seen to!” he said. “Let me take her, I’ll update you in a while when we are done!” he said, and walked off. I sighed, and took a seat with the lads. “So, what happened?” Liam asked. “Well, he’s taken her to theatre, then he’ll update us. I don’t know why, but I fell like I’ve seen her before!” I said. “Maybe you have, just not here!” Louis said. “Yeah, maybe your right!” I said. We sat in silence, and I must have gone to sleep. ~A few hours later~ I watched a doctor walk our way, and I started to walk towards him. I got to him. “What happened?” I asked. “Well, we found the full extent of her injury. She has scars all over her body, not just her stomach. She can’t have done it herself, so somebody must have done it to her. She also has some rather deep wounds that we have stitched up and are now healing. We also took some DNA tests on her,” he said. “Okay,” I said. “Before I say any more, what’s your name?” “Harry Styles,” “Well, Mr Styles, you have just bought your twin sister here, and saved her life,” he said. I was shocked.That’s why I knew her. We grew up together in Holmes Chapel, but she went missing the year I went on the X Factor. It all came flooding back to me. I sat back down, and thought about everything.
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