Songs to listen to while reading:

Feeling Whitney – Post Malone

Play with fire – Sam Tinnesz

Harry's perspective (previous day):

"Do you think we should have invited Louis with us? I don't want him to be upset with us..." Niall rambles as we enter the pub. I really needed a drink after the day we had.

"No, he said he was tired Niall, we don't have to do everything with him you know?" I tell Niall with a small laugh as we take our seats on some stools at the bar.

"I know, it's just—" I block out the rest of his rant as I order myself a drink from the bartender.

Taking a deep breathe, "Can we please talk about something other than Louis feelings Ni?" I ask Niall.

"Fine, let's talk about how you haven't done what you need to for the boss yet. You don't have much longer you know? We've all done it Harry, everything will be ruined if you don't—" A loud bang of the door shutting interrupts Niall's rambling.

We both turn around to look in the direction of the loud sound.

There standing near the entrance of the pub, staring at her feet, is a beautiful girl. Really beautiful actually. Long brunette hair, my weakness.

She ignores my eye contact and takes a seat at the other end of the bar. She seems a bit nervous as she takes her denim jacket off. Fuck, she's wearing a strapless corset. Oh god, she's looking at me. I can see how green her eyes are even from the distance that we have between us. Don't panic Harry. I don't know why such a beautiful girl is by herself in a pub like this, maybe she isn't from around here? I don't realise that I'm smirking at her until she tears her eye contact away from me, to the bar tender in front of her.

"You know what the consequences will be if you don't—" I interrupt Niall once again, "I'll be right back." I state without even looking in his direction and make my way over to the beautiful girl that's caught my eye.

"You know drinking with a straw makes you drunk faster?" I say the first thing that comes to my head. Was that a stupid thing to say? Well it's too late now...

"I didn't know that the fun police were out tonight." She jokes with her American accent which makes me smile. I like her, she seems like she has a good sense of humour. I hate when girls can't take a joke, it's a huge turn off.

"You're not from around here." Oh god, why did I say that. Obviously she isn't, she has an American accent. I'm an actual idiot.

"Just here for a holiday, I live in New York. Thought it would be a good idea to see what all the hype is with pubs." She replies, she has good banter. She takes a sip of her drink which causes me to look down at her lips wrapped around the straw in her drink. Shit, stop being a creep Styles.

I take the seat next to her. "And what do you think so far?" I ask her to try and get some sort of conversation going.

"Could be worse." She says with a smile that I can't help but stare at.

I go to open my mouth to reply, "Hiya, my name is Niall. 'm just going to steal this one for a quick second. I promise I'll bring him back." Niall explains. Before I can even apologise, Niall has dragged me away towards the loos.

"What the fuck are you doing Niall?" I whisper, shoving Niall's shoulder so he stops dragging me.

He doesn't reply, just guides me into the loos and shoves me in before I can ask any more questions.

Once the bathroom door closes behind him, "This is the perfect opportunity for you Harry." Niall demands while cocking his head to the side.

"I'll find someone else, I don't want to do that to her." I say while pointing in the direction of where the bar is. "She seems like a nice girl, I can't do that to her."

Niall sighs, "You're stressing me out lad, I also didn't want to do it but I had to do it Harry."

"I know, I know..." I mutter while I start to pace near the sinks.

"Harry, come on! If you don't do it now, you'll never do it. You don't have a choice, you're runnin' out of time lad!" Niall raises his voice.

"Okay, just calm your tits will ya? Go pay for the drinks and I'll make a plan to see her again." I say to Niall while running my hand through my hair.

Am I actually going to do this? She really does seem like a nice girl but Niall is right, I'm running out of time. I'll just invite her out for some drinks tomorrow night and pray that she doesn't turn up.

**********

She turned up. Alexa turned up looking so fucking beautiful in such a sexy outfit, if things were normal, I might have asked her out on an actual date. But things aren't normal.

I got another lecture about how I need to do this from all the guys before she arrived. I know I need to do this; I don't have another option but I hate that this poor girl has to fall victim because of that.

I had zoned out after I had introduced Alexa to the other guys. Zayn interrupted my thoughts, "We better get going, shouldn't we lads?" I glare at him.

He's been pissing me off more than usual at the moment, I don't know why. He's always a grumpy asshole nowadays. I mean I can be a grumpy asshole at times but not all the time, it makes a difference.

"Have a great night you two." Zayn says with one of his stupid smirks that pisses me off even more. I know he's trying to warn me that if I don't do this, that there will be shit to pay. I don't tear my eyes from his until he turns around and leaves the pub.

I apologise about Zayn's rudeness and make small talk while we take our seats on some stools at the bar.

God, I guess it's now or never.

"Do you want me to get a straw for you?" I ask while glancing at her drink.

She gives me a smile before replying, "Uh, sure".

I stand up and grab her drink before walking over to where the straws are on the other side of the bar. I glance to see if Alexa is watching me but she is too busy staring at the TV screen in front of her and the bartender has his back to me while he cleans the counters. I slide the small bag of Rohypnol from my pocket and grab one of the pills, I'll just put half of one in. I don't want to give her too much. I drop the pill into her drink and mix it in with the straw that I put in. This is actually happening, fuck.

I hand her drink back to her with a small reply in which she thanks me.

I can't believe that I'm drugging her, she deserves more than an asshole like me drugging her but I don't have a choice in the matter. Like I could forget if I wanted to, Niall must have told me at least 10 times today before we came to the club.

I'm making small talk about sweet nothings until she leans forward and begins holding her head with her eyes scrunched shut.

I ask her if she is okay, she mutters about going to the bathroom while sliding off of the stool she is sat on. She loses her footing which causes her to grab hold of the counter so she doesn't lose her balance. Oh my god, it actually worked.

I'll take her to my car now so she doesn't get hurt. "I think you've had too much too drink; I'll take you home. My car is parked outside." I explain to her gently in her ear while holding the sides of her arms in case she loses her footing again.

She says something about needing to going to the bathroom. She's going to pass out soon, I need to get her to the car.

I throw some money onto the bar to pay for the last of our drinks and signal to the bartender that we're leaving. He looks at Alexa and back at me before he laughs, "Drank too much ay?"

That's what it looks like, me helping a drunk girl by taking her home. If only that was the case. 

I nod and wrap my arms around Alexa's waist to help her walk. I guide her though the exit and take a few more steps until we are in front of my car. Unlocking the car first, I then open the back-seat door so that she can lie down and gently move her into the car. I close the door once all of her limbs are safely in the car.

I climb into the driver's seat and jam the keys into the ignition to start the car.

I hear her mumble something about 'what is happening'.

I lift my head up and look in the review mirror to see her lying on her back, she's almost asleep. I'll call it that instead of being unconscious.

"I'm so sorry Alexa." I confess but it looks like she's asleep before she hears me.

I pull out from where my car is parked and start driving in the direction of the compound. Alexa isn't going to wake up anytime soon right? It will be about an hour until we get there and I really don't want to have to deal with her before then. What if I gave her too much Rohypnol? Fuck. I glance down at my phone and tap on Niall's name.

After a few short rings, "Did you do it?" Niall asks as soon as the call connects.

"Yes Niall, she's fucking passed out in the back seat of my fucking car and I don't know whether I gave her too much you know? What if I gave her too little? What if she wakes up before I get to the compound?" I ramble quickly without taking a breath.

"Just calm down Harry, she'll be fine. As long as you gave her the amount I told you, everything will be fine." Niall states calmly but only calms my nerves slightly.

I can't believe I actually did it, I kidnapped her.

"How far away are you?" Niall asks me.

I sigh, "Uh, about an hour. I'll talk to you later." I mumble before I tap the screen to end the call.

What is she going to do when she wakes up? I would be pissed if someone drugged me. I guess I'll find out soon.

Authors note:

Thought I would give you guys a Harry perspective so you know what was going through his head. I promise there will be answers to your questions in the next chapter!!!

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