Point Out My Direction (A One Direction Story)

Chapter 3- What do you want with us?

So another chapter? Yes! Thank you for everyone that has read this and voted and even commented! 

This chapter is dedicated to @GOTLOVEFORHORAN because she is amazing! BWF! (BWF means best wattpad friend if you didn't know!) :)

Now onto chapter 3! :)

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*Louis' POV* 

I slowly start to come around and try to open my eyes, but there is a stupid blindfold on me. I try moving my arms but realize they are taped behind me and my legs are taped to the chair legs. I start struggling and try to yell but it comes out muffled because there is a piece of duct tape on my mouth.

All of the sudden, I hear a door open and shut quickly. I stop struggling and fear takes over. I hear footsteps but then they stop. My breathing quickens and someone grabs my hair and pulls it back.

"Hello Louis. I believe we haven't met yet."

I haven't him before. This is bad. I start struggling but then feel a sting on my cheek. He slapped me. Hard. Tears well up in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall.

"No point in struggling." he says and takes my blindfold off. 

I try to adjust to the light by blinkng a couple times. After a few minutes, I look around and don't see anybody but realize he is still behind me because there is pain on my head still.

"Do you want to see a friend?" he asks. I start nodding.

He let's go of my hair and walks out. After a few mintues, the door opens again and three men walk in. I recognize one of them, Robert. I get a better look at him. He has long, brown hair and is really muscular. He also is really clean. He is wearing a nice black business suit. That's odd.

"Hello again Louis." Robert says walking towards me. "Do you know why you are here?"

I shake my head no. He comes up and grabs the edge of the tape covering my mouth.

"When I take this off, you better not say a word or your friend gets it."

I nod and he takes the tape off. A little cry of pain comes out of my mouth when he takes it off. I know he said not to talk but I have to ask him where my friends are.

"Where are my friends?" I ask nervously.

He turns and gestures one man to come up behind me and the other one to go out in the hall. The man comes back in with someone. He has a blindfold on, tape sealing his mouth shut, and his ankles and wrists are taped. I quickly realize who it is. That shaved head could be recognized anywhere.

"Liam!" I shout.

His head shoots up and begins trying to yell. The man holding him puts a gun to his head and he stops.  Fear begins to take over me. Robert walks over to me. I gulp.