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CHAPTER 17
MISTER KIDNAPPER
Harry froze as he stood outside his house. Okay, something's wrong here. He did not know what was wrong but his gut said something like that. He debated whether he wanted to enter the house or not and finally choose the first choice as he enter the house.
He opened the door and looked around. Nothing looked different. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. What? Gonna kill someone? He laughed at his thought. As if I could kill someone.
He strolled upstairs and entered the bathroom. No one around. He went inside his room and faced a small puppy in his bed. "Ohhh... What are you doing here?" he advanced towards it and dropped his knife on the floor. The puppy started backing looking at Harry. "Are you scared? I'm sorry I scared you. Who let you in by the way?" he carried the puppy on his chest and raised it just as he saw a glimpse of someone in the mirror, advancing towards him. He tried to grab the knife on the floor but the man was faster than him as he covered Harry's mouth with a napkin. He dropped the dog at the same time his sight begin to blur.
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Draco titled his head, still thinking about Harry. "I fight for the sake of love." What did Harry meant when he said that? Does that mean he love me or what? Draco run his fingers on his hair and started thinking about it again but was distracted from it as his phone rung. He saw the caller ID was Blaise's and he sighed. "I don't have time for your games," then he tossed his cellphone aside and after a few second, Blaise called again. Draco frowned and switched off his cellphone. "What on earth is wrong with him?"
He paced along the room and decided to go to Harry's house. As he finally reached his destiny, he parked his car in front of Harry's house and felt something was wrong as he looked at the front door. He went out of the car and opened the unlocked door slowly. He ran around the house, calling Harry's name repeatedly and froze in front of Harry's bedroom as he saw a white blanket covered with blood and the figured tangled in it. He shook his head and started running to the bathroom, vomiting all that he had eaten all day.
"What the hell is going on here?"
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Harry flinched as he felt his head aches. He opened his eyes and saw nothing in the dark. He tried to sit up but he was tied onto something. "H-Hello?" he croaked in between dry lips.
The door opened instantly and light passed through. He squinted at the man in front of him who was grinning. "W-Who are you?"
"Hi Harry," the man approached him and sat on the side of the bed which was a few inches from Harry. "Remember me?"
Harry narrowed his eyes and gasped as he remembered the familiar features of that man. "Tom?"
He laughed."Surprise, surprise. It is me."
"Why are you doing this, Tom? Let go of me!" Harry yelled.
"Sorry, Harry. No I can't do that," Tom shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. "I've waited for you long enough. But, you never gave me a chance. You never did, my love."
Harry struggled, trying to untie the rope that bound both his wrist, and shouted like a mental person as he was hoping someone out there may hear him. Tom held him roughly and slapped his fair cheeks which reduced Harry to silence for a moment. He then glared at Tom and hissed, "I hate you."
Tom smirked and took a silver tape on the nightstand and covered Harry's mouth with it. He brushed his "Love"'s dark locks but was shoved away. He went out, leaving Harry all alone in the room.
He took out his cellphone from his pocket and searched Draco's number. Draco was the reason Harry never fell in love with him. He will kill him and have Harry all for himself. He laughed and started dialing Draco.
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Draco called the police as soon as he got his gut after seeing the distorted body of a dead puppy on Harry's bed before he called James. It had been almost a 24 hours and no one had been calling for kidnap ransom. The theory that the police had mentioned was that Harry had been kidnapped by a stalker and not by someone who needed money. It happens often with famous people and Harry was included in that category as it seemed. After he gave his statements to the police, Lily thanked Draco for informing them about Harry's disappearance. She then left with James and policemen soon followed.
Draco sat on the sofa in the living room and covered his face with his right arm. He sighed at the thought that someone was touching Harry or hurting him at this very moment. He then stared at the ceiling until his phone rung. He answered it lifelessly. "Hello?"
"Drake, are you okay?" Blaise asked. "Any news?"
"No, nothing," he answered.
"I'm sure he'll be alright, Drake," Blaise said, trying to soothe his best friend.
"Yeah," he hung up the phone. After a few minutes, his phone rung again. This time was Pansy and he said the same thing. He was going to switch off his phone when it rung again. It was an unregistered number. He raised his eyebrow."Hello?"
"Draco," a deep husky voice said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
There was a laugh at the end of the line. "I'm the gorgeous kidnapper of your lovely Harry. Are you coming, black knight?"
Draco sensed his whole body tense."Who the hell are you?"
"Are you daft? I already told you, I'm the kidnapper," that man taunted Draco.
"What have you done to him, you fucking asshole?" Draco was now shouting, fulled with anger.
Tom just laughed. "Dude, calm down. I haven't done anything...," he trailed and coughed. "Yet. Nothing yet."
"Fuck you!" Draco shouted, gripping his phone in his hand. "Don't you dare touching him. I swear I'll kill you!"
Tom laughed."You don't even know me and where I am."
"I don't give a shit. I'll kill you with my bare hands if you ever touch him," he warned with a murderous voice."Where is he?"
"He's right here, by my side. Want to hear his voice?" Tom asked. "Or maybe not. Just come here and we'll know what happens. Does the prince will survive and save the beautiful prince or will he die along with this same prince? You choose," he gave the address and hung up before Draco could say anything. Tom looked at Harry who was now crying. He took off the tape on his mouth.
"Fuck you! You should just go and bury your pathetic self!" Harry sobbed.
Tom stroke his cheek. "This will be fun. And another thing, does the prince will suffer to death for the sake of this beauty price? Wait," he shook his head and leaned down, kissing Harry on the lips. Harry struggled but Tom was stronger than him."Since you aren't giving in to me, I'll just let you both die. If I can't have you... You should just die," Tom pulled Harry's hair roughly and kissed him again. He trailed kisses down his neck to the chest and stopped."I don't want to do this with someone unwilling and you're not an exception," he stood up and exited the room.
Harry sobbed silently at the thought that Draco will die because of him. He wiped his tears with his knees and determination shone in his emerald eyes. He was going to make an escape plan. He had to do something to untie the rope on his wrists... He HAD to escape. But how could he do it?
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