Captured

T H I R T E E N

"Zayn?"

Zayn quickly turned towards and put his hands up. I continued to point the gun at him as I walked over to him.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked sternly, narrowing my eyes.

"I um... I have a lead on Felicity." He said. He seemed kind of nervous as if he was hiding something.

"Then why didn't you fucking call me? You didn't have to break into my house!" I said lowering the gun.

"Sorry mate." Zayn out his hands down at his side and leaned on the island.

I stared at him impatiently waiting for me to tell him about Felicity. "So what's the lead?!"

"Oh sorry, I almost forgot." He laughed.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING LAUGH THIS IS SERIOUS!" I shouted.

He sighed and rolled his eyes. "Edward saw one of Jordan's men take her."

*** (3 Days Later)

FELICITY POV

I tried opening my eyes but I was too weak. Zayn drugged me again last night so he could go out and not have to worry about me escaping. Each day I thought that Harry would come and rescue me... but he never did. He's probably forgotten all about me and is fucking every girl that throws themselves at him. I don't even know why I started having feeling for him. He's a fucking bastard!

My stomach growled loudly, I haven't eaten since I got here. I feel so bad for that Perrie girl, she went through a lot more than I am. Zayn hits me sometimes. I have bruises on my face and body. He choked me yesterday for no reason. I can still feel his large hands tightly around my neck. I let out a quiet sob has tears escaped my eyes.

"Zayn." I said dryly. My throat was as dry has a desert and whenever I spoke it didn't sound like me.

"What the fuck do you want?" He said, walking into the room. I don't know how he heard me from the other room but I'm glad he did because he might give me a drink.

"Can I please have some water?" I begged.

"No, I'm not your slave get up and get it yourself." He said and he exited. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jello and I fell back. I tried once again but this time I leaned against the wall. I walked along the wall and out of the bedroom. Once I reached the stairs, I looked down them.

"Boo!"

I gasped and lost my balance. I tumbled down the steps until I reached to bottom. I cried in pain, I looked up and saw Zayn at the top of the steps laughing at me. He started walking down the steps and stopped right in front of me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up. I grabbed his hand and tried to pry it from my hair but it didn't work.

"Let me go." I said in pain. Zayn slammed me against the wall and wrapped his hands around my neck once again.

"Don't you ever tell me what do fucking do!" He said and squeezed my neck tightly. I gasped for air, unable to speak. I held onto his hands and tried pulling them away. He just tightened his grip.

"Harry." I choked out. I closed my eyes tightly wishing for this torment to go away.

"Harry's not coming. He never gave a damn about you. He's already fucked like 20 girls. You're just another slut he threw away."

Everything flashed before my eyes. My parents, my 10th birthday, my first day of high school, my first kiss, senior prom, when I moved to London, when I first met Harry, the day I told him I love him. Soon everything and everyone was disappearing.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER!" I heard someone say. The voice was very familiar but I tell who it is.

I opened my eyes and I was on the floor. I saw someone that I've seen before... Harry!

I couldn't hear anything but I saw it all. Harry was punching Zayn in the gut, knocking the wind out of him. He punched him then in the face which knocked him over. Harry's lips were moving has he kicked him in the stomach, then the face.

My vision was then blocked by Niall. He helped me up and he picked my up bridal style. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and wrapped my arms around him. Soon I was able to hear.

"Don't you ever fucking touch her again! You mother fucker! It was you the whole time!" Harry shouted.

I could hear the groans and grunts coming from Zayn with each kick.

"Harry stop."

My eyes went wide at my words. I can't let him kill him, wait yes I can. He abused me for days.

I looked at Harry, who was towering over the bloody body of Zayn. Louis walked over and took Zayn upstairs.

"Give me her." He snapped. Niall and I both jumped, he took me to Harry. Niall set me on the ground but when he let me go I collapsed. The boys gathered around me. "Go!" Harry shouted. I looked at Niall and Liam, then to Harry. The boys went outside, which left me and Harry alone.

He wouldn't look me in the eyes. I stared up at him, wanting him to comfort me. But of course he wouldn't. I closed my eyes and soon I was being embraced by Harry. He held onto me tightly has if he was going to lose me. He continued to hug me has he picked me up.

Harry carried me bridal style out the door. The minute my eyes meant the light they burned. I buried my head in the crook of his neck.

"He drugged her." I heard Liam say.

"Don't you think I know that! Fucking look at her God damnit! He hurt what's mine, he hurt my baby girl." Harry's last few words shocked me, he sounded sad. No one said a word on the way to Harry's. Harry told Niall to sit in the back with me so he could comfort me. I don't want Niall's comfort, I want Harry's. My head was rested on Niall's shoulder has he rubbed circles in on my hand that was connected with his. I didn't care that I was holding hands with Niall, I felt... I don't know but I felt good.

I know it's a short chapter but I think it was long enough. I had no school today so I got more time to think about how I wanted everything.

What do you think about Niall being to close to Felicity? I know I like it. GUESS WHAT?!!!!

There's going to be a new character coming soon!!!! Who do you think it'll be?