Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

Kidnapped

Songs of the Chapter: Stockholm Syndrome by One Direction, and Fireproof by One Direction

*Evie's POV*

"What would you like to eat for dinner?" Harry says with a yawn. We had talked until we fell asleep on the couch.

"Whatever you want.
I'm not really hungry..." Harry frowns.

"Come on, you have to eat something! Do you not like my cooking?"

"It's not that, you are an excellent cook. It's just that I'm still a little upset..."

"Hey don't worry about it. Do you wanna order a pizza?" I shrug.

"If you want." He picks up the phone and dials the number.

"Yes, I would like a pepperoni pizza-no blood. Uh huh. Um..medium. Yup, that's it. Ok thanks. Alright, bye." He turns to me. "It should be here in a few minutes."

"Ok." He plops down next to me and turns the TV on.

Soon, the doorbell rings.

"I'll go get it." I say, getting up. I walk over to the door and open it. A man with a weird grin on his face stands on the doorstep with a pizza in his hands.

"Hello there." He says cheerfully.

"Um..hi..." I say.

"Your pizza." He says with that same weird grin.

"Thanks." I try to take it from him, but he won't let go. "Uh..? My pizza...?" His grin vanshies and he looks angry now.

Before I know it, I'm being snatched and dragged down the driveway. I'm shoved in a car, and a strange scent wafts over to me. I slowly start to slip into a deep sleep, just as I here Harry calling my name.

~***~

When I open my eyes, I'm in a dark room. I can't feel my legs. Or my arms. Or anything at all. I feel achy and all stitched up. Then I realize something.

My mouth, hands, and legs are duck taped.

I can't move, can't think. I've been kidnapped. Kidnapped.

All of a sudden, a door opens up, and in walks a girl with long brown wavy hair, with blonde highlights, and big brown eyes.

"Dad, she's awake." The girl whispers in a sweet tone. A man suddenly appears in the room, in a tux.

"Ah, Evelyn."

"Evie." The girl corrects him. How does she know my name?

"Shut up, Ariana." The girl immediately quiets after a soft,

"Yes, father."

"You are the girl, the mate of Harold, and of COURSE King Louis, am I right?" With the duck tape over my mouth, I don't reply, not that I would if it was off anyways.

"Ahh a silent one, huh?"

"There's duck tape on her mouth, Dad." The girl, Ariana says.

"Well take it off!" His voice booms in the empty room. She jumps.

"But you told me to put it on her!"

"WELL I NOW I WANT IT OFF!" She takes a step back. He rubs his temples. "Ariana, just do as I say." She rushes over and rips the duck tape off my mouth, and I wince in pain.

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