Arianna’s P.O.V

I squinted my eyes slowly before remembering everything that had happened. I looked around and saw that I had been asleep on Harry’s shoulder whilst we were propped up against the stone cold wall opposite the door. Harry was still asleep and his shirt was still wrapped tightly around my thigh.


I was in so much pain. My head was banging and my eyes were stinging from all the crying I did yesterday.



I felt Harry’s hand touch the small of my back, sending shivers up and down my skin and goosebumps to rise on my arms.


“Fuck” I heard him whisper. I turned my head to face him. “Urgh, I never want to be that close to you again, I don’t care what situation we’re in!” Harry groaned and stood up, walking towards the two chairs opposite us.


I scoffed, “Just as I thought you were starting to be nice” I leaned back against the wall and tilted my head backwards, sighing.


“Whatever” He shook his head. We sat in silence for the next few minutes. “Why us? What have we ever done to deserve this?” I cried, breaking the silence. “I don’t know, but whining about it isn’t going to solve anything is it?” Harry almost yelled at me. He had definitely realised the seriousness of our problem.



I slowly stood up on one leg and tried to hobble towards the door. I still had Harry’s shoes on, they were pointless, they were too big for me to walk in. I took them off and walked bare foot. “Where are you going?” He asked. “To find a way out!” I screamed at him. “You can barley walk, just sit down” He said monotonously. “I can’t just sit around and wait to die can I? And you clearly don’t give two shits about it so excuse me but I want to get out of here and see my boyfriend again!” I cried and carried on walking.



I forgot about the glass but I was too preocupied with escaping to care. I was leaving bright red blood trails as I sliced my feet on the shards. I cried so hard that my vision became blury, My knees buckled and I dropped to the floor. More tears flooding from my eyes. “Woah!” Harry said and jumped from his chair to see if I was okay. I pushed his hands off my shoulder, “If you’re not going to find a way out of here then I will!” I wasn’t about to give up, no matter how much pain I was in. I will see Josh again. I will!



I couldn’t stand up any more so I dragged myself accross the floor, Screams escaping my dry cracked lips. “Just give up will you! Whoever put us in here clearly did it for a reason!” Harry raised his voice at me. I looked up at him. “I’m sorry but even if we could find a way out of here, who’s to say that out there isn’t worse than in here?” He pointed towards the door. “We’re better off waiting for someone to come find us” He sat back down on the chair.


I hate to admit it but he’s probably right. I mean there could be some sort of sick minded trap on the other side of the door, or our kidnapper is stood waiting to kill us.



I sat on the floor, sniffling like a little child. Harry sighed and stood up. He walked towards me before bending over and picking me up in his arms, carrying me bridal style. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me back to where I was previously sitting. I looked into his big green eyes. The way they glistened under the dim light had me hypnotised. I noticed he was staring into my blue ones. I looked away quickly.




He gently put me down on the floor before sitting down next to me.

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“Is it just me or does it feel like the tempratures gone up like thirty degrees!” He moaned as he stripped himself of his hoodie. I couldn’t help but stare at his torso. The light bounced off the beads of sweat making his abs look more defined. “I know” I agreed and took off my cardigan, not that that made much of a difference.


“It’s rude to stare you know” He chuckled, I averted my gaze to his eyes and saww his smile. God, That smile. Those perfect teeth. Those dimples. No, I have Josh and plus I hate Harry.


“What?” I acted like I didn’t know what he was talking about. “Nothing” He shook his head and laughed.


My mouth was so dry, I could taste blood and sweat. It was too hot to handle. I searched the floor, “Pass me that big bit of glass by your feet” I said. Hrry looked down, “Why?” He sounded worried. “Just pass it here” I waved my hand and he picked it up. He walked towards me and carfully handed me the razor sharp piece of glass. I brought it down to my leg and cut around the back of my already torn jeans. I was careful not to touch harrys make-shift bandage and my wound. I threw the extra piece of denim to the side and did the same to the other leg. Turning my jeans into shorts.



“Thats better” I sighed and wiped my forehead clean of sweat. “How long do you think we’ve been in here?” He asked. I shrugged, “Don’t know, a day maybe” He nodded.



“Erm Harry?” I asked loudly, not looking away from the gas that was leaking. “Yeah…. shit, that’s the same smoke from last night!” He stood up making the chair fall backwards. “Yeah, do you think it’s the kidnapper?” I asked worridly and pushed myself up, using the wall for support. Harry grabbed my wrists and helped me hobble to the furthest corner in the room. “Probably” Harry gulped loudly and covered his mouth and nose.


“Why? Do you think he’s doing stuff to us whilst we sleep? oh god Harry, I’m scared!” I cried and hid my face into his chest. He wrapped an arm around my waist. “I know, I know” He hugged me tightly before things started to go black. again.

I slowly opened my eyes and blinked a few times so I could re-adjust to the dim light. I looked around, not having a clue where I was. I looked down and saw that I was tied to a chair and there was a tear in my jeans with a dark bloodstain surrounding it, I was gagged with a piece of cloth.



I started to throttle around in my seat and try to escape, but it was no use. The pain in my leg was to feirce and the frayed ropes were to tight. I looked around and saw another person in the same situation I was, Their chin was pressed agains their chest so I couldn’t see the face and make out who it was. They must have been asleep. Or dead.



I tried to scream but the gag was making it much harder. I gave up and tried to stay calm. That too, was impossible. I started to cry, It was the one thing I could do.


“There’s no point in screaming, he can’t hear you” I heard a husk voice say from behind me, I jolted my head in the direction of the voice. Harry.



I furrowed my eyebrows at him, “Well either that or he choses to ignore us, You okay?” He sounded genuinly hurt and sympathetic, something I nevver knew he could even feel. I shook my head vigorously. “There’s a broken mirror behind you, propped up against the wall. Shuffle your chair back a little and you might be able to break the rope attatched to your hands.” I did as he said and sure enough, there was a broken mirror.



I rubbed my hands up and down as fast as I could untill The rope broke and fell to the floor. I quickly pulled the gag from my mouth and and took a deap breath. I rubbed my wrists, trying to soothe the friction marks left by the rope.



I leant down and untied my ankles. I didn’t dare stand up in case something happened plus I don’t think I could because of the stab wound in my leg.



“Well?” Harry asked, “What?” I spat at him. Despite the situation we were in, I still found the time to hate his guts. “Are you gonna untie me or not?!” He was starting to get mad. “How do I know It wasn’t you who put us here? and your just waiting to kill me?” I asked cockily knowing that I could play on this for a while. “If I put you here then why the fuck am I tied up? and Wouldn’t I have killed you before putting you in here? prick” He mumbled the last word under his breath but I still heard it.



“True, but what if this is like some kind of sick game and your a part of it?” “Just fucking untie me you bitch!” He spat. “Woah, calm the down!” I raised my hands up in defeat at him. “How the hell do you expect me to be calm?! I was just fucking kidnapped and locked in a room with a stupid dick!” He growled.




“Look, if we are trapped in here, then we better learn to be in each others presence at all times!” I hissed at him. “We can think of a plan, ONCE YOU’VE FUCKING UNTIED ME!” he screamed as loud as he could.



I stood up, Pain coursing up and down my thigh the second I did so. “Aaahh!” I cried and sat back down. “You hurt?” He said a lot quiter this time. “No, I think he stabbed me!” I let the tears flow from my eyes. “Well hop to me then” He said seriously. “Or drag yourself on the floor” He sugegsted. I looked at the floor, there were foreign stains and shards of glass everywhere. I realised that I was also bare foot, I couldnt make it to Harry without stabbing my feet. It wasn’t worth it.



“I think I’ll stay here” I said and nodded towards the cold concrete floor. “Just watch your step then” He said. I stared intensly at the floor for a few seconds, trying to find a path to Harry that wouldn’t lead to me slicing my feet to shreds.


I found a small spot that was clear of glass, I recon I could hop to it. I decided to risk it, I hopped a few times on the spot, Balancing on my good leg. I Jumped and thanfully landed on the small patch. “One more hop and you can make it” Harry reasured me, I saw another glass-less patch, surrounding Harry’s chair. I realised If I jumped to it I could grab onto his shoulders for balance before un tying him.



That’s exactly what I did. “Woah carful there!” He warned as I grabed his shoulders. “You alright?” He sounded…. friendly. Which was strange for him. “I can be nice you know” He joked, I must have been giving him strange looks. Sorry, It’s just, you don’t have that good a reputation of being… nice, well with me anyway” he raised an eyebrow at my words, “Well yeah but that’s because I don’t like you” He broke into a smile, for a moment I forgot about the whole situation and stared into his eyes. “Yeah… I don’t like you eiher, so let’s try and find a way out of here” I shook my head to snap my gaze.



I hobled to the back of his chair and untied his wrists and then his ankles. He rubbed the friction marks before taking off his shoes, “What are you doing? there’s glass everywhere!” I yelled at him. “Exactly, I don’t want you to get hurt” He looked up and me. “I thought you didn’t like me?” I mumbled, “I don’t I just don’t want your boyfriend to have a go at me for not keeping you safe, He is my friend after all and If he saw you hurt, it would hurt him, which would then hurt me, See I told you I can be nice” He smirked at me.




I chuckled, “Yeah… that’s not being nice!” He looked at me, shocked, “How exactly is me willing to step on glass to save you not being nice?” He quizzed, “Because you’re doing it to stop your feelings from being hurt, like you said, if I’m hurt, Josh is Hurt and If Josh is hurt, then Your hurt so it always comes back to you!” I playfully hit his arm and he stood up off the chair. “DOo you want the shoes or not?” He raised an eyebrow at me. “Yes please” I said plainly. I sat on the chair and Harry knelt down in front of me. He carefully put his large shoes on my feet, carful not to move my sore leg too much.


“Thank you” I smiled at him. “Wait here a sec, I’m going to see if theres any unlocked doors” I watched as he carfully made his way to a gloomy door in the corner, He thrashed the handle for a few seconds. “Nope” He called out to me and made his way back. He pulled my chair up to the one I was now sat on and he sat down on it. He took off his hoodie and then his shirt, revealing his toned torso and abs, It took a lot of will power to tear my eyes away. No arianna. You hate him. Just think about Josh, You love Josh. Not Harry.



“Put your leg on my knee” He stated bluntly after puting his hoodie back on. “Why?” I asked, trying to go back to hating him. “I want to check if your legs alright!” He spat back. I slowly lifted my sore leg and rested it on his thighs. He then reached down to the floor and grabbed an exceptionally large shard of glass. He put his hand up the trouser of my leg and carfully ran the glass up it, making sure not to cut my skin. He ran the shard up to my thigh, ripping my jeans. I hissed with pain as he reached my wound.



He tore the jeans all the way up to just below my hips. Harry grabbed his shirt that he had previously took off and tied it in a tight knot just above my cut and then using the sleeves, he tied them in a knot on top of the wound, a little less tightly this time. “There, that should stop the bleeding” He patted my foot and I put it back on the floor. “Thankyou again” I smiled, this time actually meaning it.



I heard a sudden hissing sound, Me and Harry looked around frantically to see where the sound was coming from. “Over there!” Harry pointed to an air vent on the other side of the room, smoke was puring from it. “What is it?” I said and pulled the corner of my cardigan over my nose to stop the gas from entering through my nostrils. “I don’t know but I feel tired all of a sudden” He closed his eyes and opened them ever so slowly.


“Me too” I felt sleepy. My eye lids closed and I felt my self fall into a deep sleep. Shit, Not again.

“Get off me!” I giggled pushing Josh off my body and onto the floor. I peaked over the edge of the matress but he grabbed my wrists pulling me down on top of him. I leant forwards and he pulled me closer for a long passionate kiss. I smiled as we rested our foreheads upon one another. “I love you” He whispered, “Love you more than you love me” I smirked at him. “Oh no you don’t!” He laughed and rolled me over, so now he was stradling me. “That’s impossible” he added before giving me another feather light kiss.



He reached up to grab his phone off the bedside table and checking the time. “URGH!” he groaned and threw it back onto the bed. “I better go get ready for work!” He sighed and stood up, I held my arms in the air and he grabbed my hands, pulling me up with him. “Awe babe, can you not phone in sick?” I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck. “I wish I could, but we’re rehearsing for the tour” He pecked me on the cheek before gently squeezing my bum, making me giggle like a little girl.




He went to the bathroom to get ready and I flopped down on the bed. I pulled my phone out from under my pillow and checked twitter, replying to a few people who wanted me to ask Josh this or get him to follow them. See Josh was a drummer, he worked for loads of different bands and singers but the one group he was most known for working for is One direction.




They came third on X Factor 2010, they had a few decent songs but personally I couldn’t stand them. They were so selfish and definitely took advantage of having the ability to get any girl they wanted into bed with the click of their fingers. Well to be honest, It isn’t all of the boys that I have a problem with, mainly Harry. He was such a prick! Before He knew I was Josh’s girlfriend he tried to get into my knickers, I didn’t fall for any of his childish tricks and that pissed him off and he never spoke more than two words to me, be it that those two words are usually ‘fuck off’.



I didn’t really care that he hated me, I hated him too. It just made it a little awkward for Josh, seeing as how Harry is his friend and I’m his girlfriend and we can’t stand to be in the same room. We did try to make it work, for Josh and the boy’s sake, but that plan soon failed when he tried flirting with me once more.



I stood at the front door, “I’ll see you tonight babes!” Josh kissed my cheek before walking towards the car. He waved at me as he pulled out of the driveway, I waved back.




I jogged up the stairs to go and get ready for my day out with the girls; We were going to meet up at starbucks and then do a bit of shopping. I was so excited, I hadn’t seen my friends in so long! we would definitely make the most of what little time we would have together.




Josh was due to go on an American tour with the One direction boy’s, he had had a word with their management and they said it was okay for me to come along, I was so excited, Getting to travel with my boyfriend, watching him every night doing what he loves, But there was a downside, Spending 9 weeks with Him. Urgh just thinking about him made my blood run cold.




I turned the shower on and waited for it to reach the right temprature. I took off Josh’s T-shirt that was way to big for me, but was comfy for bed time, and my shorts before stepping in. Letting each droplet run down my body. I quickly washed my hair and my body before stepping out and wrapping a warm fluffy towel around my body and another wrapped around my hair and balancing on my head.




I walked into the bedroom to finish getting dressed. I blow dried and straightned my Long auburn hair before adding minimal make-up; just a little foundation, some mascarra and lip gloss.




I pulled some dark skinny jeans and a white tank top from my wardrobe and hurridly got dressed, realising I was already five minuted late. I put my Jesus bracelets on my wrist and threw on my thin peach cardigan. I slipped on a pair of dark blue toms and shoved my phone into my pocket. I ran downstairs and gave myself the one over in the mirror. Once I was satisfied with my looks I walked out the front door, Taking in the warmth of the sun and locked the front door.



I pulled my phone out and phoned Gracie to apologise for being late and to tell her I was five minutes away. I dialled her number and brought the phone to my ear. No answer. I rang again but this time it just went straight to answer phone. I shurgged it off and carried on walking at a fast pace to starbucks.





I stood in front of the back street that ran along the side of the shop and waited for the girls, I was really lucky that they were late because I couldn’t be bothered with listening to them moan about me being late. I checked the time, 12:45, They’re 45 minutes late which is strange because Gracie hates being late. I checked my messages, none, missed calls, none. Somethings up. I phoned her phone again, still no- reply, I then rang katie. voicemail.



I walked inside the shop just to double check they weren’t in there, and they definitely weren’t so I walked back outside.



I waited for another ten minutes or so when I felt someone tap me on the back of my shoulder. “Thank god, You two are…” I paused when I turned around to be faced, not with my two friends but some stupid kid in a halloween mask, I scoffed “Halloweens not for a few months” the Kid tilted his head sideways and pulled his hand from his pocket. I darted my eyes down to the sharp object in his hand. “W… what’s T…That?” I stuttered. He didn’t say a word, Just Grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me into the back street, He made sure to cover my mouth so nobody could here my screams.




I clenched my teeth together as the stranger continued to fight against my kicks and punches and drag me further away from the people. He pushed me back against the brock wall and held the knife close to my throat. I gulped knowing that this would be the end of everything.



He gently trailed the blade down my kneck, down my shoulder and arm untill he reached my waist. He stopped for a second and broght a cloth up to my mouth and nose. I tried to scream but suddenly started to feel drowsy. I felt my knees grow weak and my eye lids get heavier until I was fully unconcious.