A/N: Thanks infinity -ruthlessly for the fabuLouis piece of art above. You never fail to make me proud.

Quesoftheday: Name one of the best gifts you ever got on your birthday.

"Zayn I really don't know what to do seriously!" I bury my head in my hands, letting my soft messy hair entangle with my fingers.

"I know but there's no other way Snow." Zayn tells jerking me by my shoulders.

"What if........."

I'm cut off by the sudden vibration of my phone. I put down my decision of not picking it up when I see its Harry. Damn he had to call now after a whole week! I'm not prepared to start quarrelling with him over the fact that he has been away from me more than a couple of weeks since we had our very first date. Don't I have the right to yell at him as a girlfriend because he still hasn't tell me what he's doing?

"Don't tell him now. Phone is not a good thing to talk about important things as modern relationship history says." Zayn tells and I nod before sliding the green sign up.

"Ha............"

"Snow I need you to listen to me very carefully. First tell me, is Zayn with you?" He cuts me off and his rushed voice doesn’t fail to worry me. He’s breathing fast either.

"Y-yeah." I reply more like a question looking at Zayn, making Zayn rise his eyebrow confusingly.

"Then go to an empty place and put it on loudspeaker. Hurry up!"

I quickly put my phone on loudspeaker as none is around us in this empty football field we're sitting in.

"Hey mate, both of us are listening now and your words are safe with us, only." Zayn tells leaning closer to the phone before exchanging a nervous gaze with me.

"Okay, Snow, do you trust me?" Harry snaps.

"Like you don't know the answer. Now come to the actual point quickly!" I tell rolling my eyes.

"More than anyone?" He asks again.

What’s going on his mind actually?

"Anyone." I reply firmly.

"More than your father?" He makes my heart twist asking this question.

"Harry I trust you that means I trust you, there's no comparison!" I utter somehow trying to keep my temper in control.

"My good girl.” He exclaims. “Now listen to me very carefully and don’t interrupt me unless I interrupt myself." He gulps before starting again.

"Listen I'll explain all these later. There's a lot to know, thanks to Madison for helping me to find out all the information. But firstly, the main thing you need to know is, your bloody father is playing a game with you. You have to................."

"What's the sound?" Zayn whispers when I can't believe I've heard Harry whimpering all of a sudden.

Not a normal whimper, it’s a strong one which can only come when unbearable pain embraces anyone. My breath heaves as no reply or sound comes from the other side of the phone.

But firstly, the main thing you need to know is, your bloody father is playing a game with you.

Dad playing game? What game? What is he trying to say?

"Harry? Harry are you listening to me? Harry what's the sound? Harry talk to.........."

"Hello love." The voice, the voice which calls me downstairs for breakfast every morning, the smiling voice, starts haunting me over the phone.

But firstly, the main thing you need to know is, your bloody father is playing a game with you.

"D-dad?"

"I think your cute boyfriend has just gotten hurt badly. Awww poor boy! Dad is so happy for you little Snow. Won't you come to my place and save him? Hmm?"

"What have you done to him? I swear I'll......."

"And don't even think about bringing any piece of shitty defensive people wearing uniform or weapons with you. You know better what your father can do Snow darling. We'll just have a little tea party unless you want to see blood designed on the top of your tea." Before I could say anything, he hangs up.

"What the hell!" Zayn whisper yells placing his hands on both of the side of his head frustrated.

“You don’t know him Zayn…………………….” I nearly whisper staring at the ground, my chest rising and falling down heavily. “He’s capable of doing anything, anything. He can shove a gun inside my mouth and burn my body into ashes without any trace………….you don’t know my.........dad.” I mumble swallowing the tears down my throat.

"I...... I'm going to save Harry." I stand up and immediately feel my head spinning, my whole body going weak.

"I'm okey, I'm fine, I'm gonna save us." I whisper to myself.

"I'm going with you. I've just texted Liam too, he's here." Zayn tells stopping me by grabbing my hand.

"No fucking way you guys are involving yourselves in this game." I yell looking at him, my fists strong in my sides.

"Yes fucking way." He yells back moving towards the car parking, making me stand there speechless.

"You don't wanna waste time, do you?" Liam's voice makes me to turn around.

Before I can realize, I'm led to Liam's car by his hand. Liam opens the backseat door of his car and shoves me inside.

"Don't worry, nothing will harm him. Harry is our strong mate, even bullets are like an ant's bite for him." Liam tells hugging me and I nod, finally letting my tears to brim down on his shoulders.

Pulling me away from the hug, Liam closes the door and sits beside Zayn, beside the driving seat. 

"Ready guys?" Zayn tells sucking in a breath, placing his hands on the steering wheel.

"Never been so ready." I whisper looking at Liam with my bloodshot eyes as he nods.

I press the side button of my phone and a picture of Harry and me flashes in front of my eyes. Harry is wearing a black hoodie jacket and I'm wearing a matching white one, both of our heads pecked out under my white blanket.

***flashback starts

"Look at the camera Harry, not me." I tell moving the blanket aside, rolling my eyes.

This is the seventh time I'm trying to snap a selfie of both of us after Harry mentioned that he has never taken a selfie.

"Place the camera over your face and I'm looking at it." He grins.

"Well then my face won't be in the picture." I smile sarcastically.

"Why do we keep pictures, to keep memories right? Cmon Snow! I'm not dying! We can do it later." He pouts.

I sigh and hide my sad face under the blanket.

"Hey, are you crying?" He tells sitting on the bed, under the blanket beside me. He tilts my face up by my chin.

"I'm the one who'd die before you if you ever talk like this." I tell blinking away my tears. "You make me feel the necessity of living Harry."

He leans closer and kisses the teardrop away from my cheeks. I giggle in the middle of crying at his cute little gesture towards me and hug him tightly.

"Time for a selfie." He chuckles pinching my cheeks softly.

"I love you." He smiles, expecting my usual answer.

"And I do." I reply pecking his lips.

Flashback ends***

I realize that I'm crying again when teardrops falls over my phone's screen.

"And I do Harry, I take the vow to save you and I'll do it, at any cost." I whisper, looking at my lock screen wallpaper.

"We're here." Zayn's bold words takes me out of my thoughts and I look at the big white house in front of me.

"This is the place I was born and this will be the place my darkness will be born if he does something to Harry, I swear. He forgot that I have his crucial genes running inside my blood." I say gritting my teeth.

"You're listening or not, we're coming with you." Liam tells climbing out of the car.

"Liam you should stay here. In case we need help, we'll give a sign. We need you to keep the car ready so that we can run quickly, if needed." Zayn tells patting Liam's shoulder.

"But Zayn.............Okay. I love you." Liam tells taking his lips between his teeth.

"I love you too." Zayn tells with a shaky voice before pulling Liam into a tight hug.

"Guys please listen to me! This is my fight and I'll never be able to forgive myself if something happens to any of you!" I yell looking at them.

"Harry calls me his best friend Snow and I've promised him to take care of you! I'm going inside with you and that's my final word!" Zayn tells over my face and I flinch a little hearing his angry voice. I've never seen Zayn's face red in anger like this.

"Sorry but don't say me to step back again, please." Zayn sighs and I nod, tears still brimming down my cheeks.

Hugging Liam again, I and Zayn take our steps to the main door. Taking a deep breathe I swirl the heavy metallic doorknob and it opens making a sound. I look at our hands as he interlaces our fingers. I nod looking at him and take my steps to my father's room. I open the door but no sign of him is found inside the room. My ringing phone makes me to jump a little in fear as I pick it up immediately.

"Where's Harry?" I snap under my breath over the phone.

"A-ha! Someone's so excited to meet her boyfriend. I have seen you have brought your alternative boyfriend. Believe me, if you're planning something, I'll plan your future just by pulling the trigger by your cute Romeo's head." He chuckles.

"Where-is-Harry?" I roll my eyes and say gritting my teeth.

"We are playing a game right? You remember you used to hide inside the greenhouse when we'd play hide and seek princess?" He stops for me to answer.

"I do." I reply boldly, tightening my fist by my side.

"Then you must remember where your dad used to hide pretty little Snow?" I hang up the call and start to run upstairs to the roof of our house.

"Why's he doing all these?" Zayn asks while running beside me.

"Wish I could have any single idea about the answer to your question." I tell while climbing up the flat stairs.

My head is spinning more and I have started to feel dizzy again. I feel like I'm going to fall down any moment. Passing the long corridors, we finally reach the rooftop as the cold wind starts to hit my bare shoulders harshly. I look around to find Harry or my father but neither of them reaches my sight. My eyes widen hearing the footsteps behind me. I turn around, as well as Zayn.

My heart stops beating discovering Harry tied up in a chair with chains harshly in a corner. My jaw clenches watching the white bandage over his arm. By the round spot, I can easily tell a bullet has crossed his skin there.

I run to him and kiss his lips avoiding the dried up blood on the corner of his beautiful plump lips. His green eyes meet mine when I make him to look at me cupping his cheeks. I find the end of the chains to free him but curse under my breathe noticing it has locks. I look around to find anything with which can break the lock.

"Don't worry Harry, I'm gonna get you out of here, safe." I sob and say hastily.

"Where are you Mr Clifford?" I yell in the air looking around. "Come to me if you have human blood running inside you, you filthy animal! Such a looser you're that you've to hurt my belongings to reach me!" I yell  surprising myself calling him by his name.

"S.......Snow." Harry whispers with his trembling lips and I cup his hands with my trembling hands.

"I'm alright, don't worry. I'll keep you safe, I'll keep you safe." I tell planting kisses on his face.

"Well, see who's here?Awwwww Zayn and Snow..........you two are just perfect for each other, marry in the heaven Huh?" Jonathan comes to us with a stupid smirk on his face. I see men with guns on both side of him. I stand up from the floor and stand beside Harry.

"Tell me what you want if you don't want to meet your devilish body in the hell." I say gritting my teeth.

He looks at me for a few moments and then chuckles, shoving his hands inside his pockets.

"You're a furious women just like your mum Snow. Well your fake mum." He smirks as his words hit me harsher than the cold wind.

"F-fake mum?" I ask being confused as a cold shiver runs down my spine.

"Yes, you're not a Clifford. You're lucky to be adopted by Roselyn Clifford, my wife." He says gritting his teeth, leaning closer to me.

My whole body fills with goose bumps and his words keep repeating inside my head.

Yes, you're not a Clifford. You're lucky to be adopted by Roselyn Clifford, my wife.