Ransom: A One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer Kidnapping Story

Niall

Niall

 

I paced in front of the frightened boys, chuckling at their expressions. "So," I started, getting their attention, "we've got a couple rules for this little video we're making. Anyone who opposes will have consequences." At this point, I pulled my gun out of the back of my pants and slid it onto the desk that was pushed against the wall.

The boys were struggling to keep focus, Luke was crying quietly, Michael and Ashton looked anywhere but me, and Calum looked calmly in front of him, focusing on the wall behind me, yet I knew they were all listening because they had to, they knew what would happen if they didn't.

"First things first. You do not get to speak atall. Only I get to speak for this video and if I hear one word or one noise, Liam here will make sure you never speak again. Got it?"

An unexpected sob came from Luke after the threat. Harry grabbed onto his quiffed up hair and pulled back, Luke's face leaving his hands as he whimpered in pain. "Anything else anyone would like to say?" There was not a sound, except the racking sobs from Luke, which I ignored because I knew he wouldn't quit. "Good, the next-"

"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO THREATEN US!" Ashton shouted abruptly. Liam made a move at him, but I put my hand up to stop him.

"Oh?" Ashton knew he made a big mistake, but he tried his hardest to conceal it. "Enlighten us some more, why don't you?"

"You think you can just trick us and kidnap us like that? You!" He pointed to Harry with his bound wrists, "you thought you could just pretend to be someone and con me into following you?"

"Yes, I did, and it obviously worked," Harry smirked.

"How did you know where I was going to be?" Harry opened his mouth, but Ashton sped on. "I know why, because you are a god damn stalker! That's why! What else do you know about me, you fucking creeps?!"

I nodded at Liam who grabbed on to Ashton's scruffy hair and pulled back just as Harry did to Luke. I walked over to the desk and opened the manilla folder we kept the papers in.

"You want to know what we know about you?" I cleared my throat. "Ashton Fletcher Irwin was born on July seventh, nineteen ninety-four in Australia, but moved to London when he was ten years old." I read, smirking slightly at the wide eyes Ashton was sporting. "His parents are Jason and Anne Marie Irwin, and his siblings are Lauren and Harry Irwin. He's six feet tall and weighs one hundred fifty pounds. He attends South London Academy in Year Ten. Need I say your grades?"

I chuckled as he attempted to shake his head in Liam's grip.

I read to myself a little farther, mentioning a couple things to spike his fear higher. "Fear of ducks, may need to get us one of those," I mumbled, watching his eyes widen even further.

"Okay! Okay! You've said enough!" He was near tears, and I couldn't wait to see the toughest break.

I shut the folder and looked at the others. "Anyone need a little reminder of who they are?"

Michael looked at me, opened his mouth, but closed it after a second. I stared at him. "Have something to say?"

He mumbled something I couldn't hear. "What was that?"

"No, douchebag," which I could hear perfectly loud and clear. Harry let go of Luke shoving his head down hard and made his way over to Michael and grabbed his bicep. He pulled him up and slammed him against the wall.

"What did you say? I dare you to say it again," he hissed.

"I said, no, douchebag. Do I have to spell it out? D-O-U-C-H-E-"

Harry grabbed his neck and shoved him against the wall again. "You smart ass."

"Only - for - you," Michael choked out.

Harry grabbed his hair, pulled him over to the desk where he grabbed my gun and held it to Michael's cheek. "Speak one more time and this goes right through your mouth."

That shut him up quickly. Luke let out another sob and Harry pointed the gun at him. "And you, put a sock in it or I'll blow your head up." I kept my solemn look, but I was actually afraid of using the gun in the first place. It was only meant to threaten.

"Well, you obviously broke the rule already," I sighed. "Harry," I turned to him, "let him go and put the gun down, we need to start the video."

Harry did as I said and shoved Michael to the ground.

Zayn was behind the camera, and I stood next to him, making sure I wasn't in the frame that showed the suffering boys, but the microphone could hear me loud and clear.

I counted down on my fingers and Zayn pushed record. After letting it play for about ten seconds I started to speak. "To those it may concern, we have kidnapped each of your sons. You can have them back, but on one condition. We demand a ransom of two million dollars for them to return. Jacob Hemmings, I now speak directly to you. For every week you do not pay the ransom, I can promise that someone you see in this video will be hurt to the severity of what I and my alliances see fit.

"In order for us to receive the money, your daughter Laura Hemmings," (Luke squeaked at the mention of his sister's name) "will meet one of us at the abandoned alley between fifth and sixth street on Friday, October tenth, with the money in cash in a black duffel bag. She will not be followed, or there will be severe consequences.

"Please doing business with you, Mr. Jacob Hemmings. We hope to be two million dollars richer by next week." I motioned to Zayn to turn off the camera in ten seconds, so the views could get a good look at the boys they wanted back.

I looked at their stunned faces in front of me and almost laughed at their reaction of learning they were being held for a two million dollar ransom.

I heard the camera being turned off and immediately I said, "Zayn, go upload the video. We need him to see it as soon as possible." He followed my order and left us to go back upstairs.

I looked among the boys and let out an actual laugh this time. Luke's face that was hidden in his hands and knees snapped up at the sound. I smirked and started to pick on him. I motioned to Liam to pull him up. Liam did as I said and Luke let out a whimper. I strode up to the pair and grabbed Luke's chin.

"Will your daddy help you? Will he come to little Lukey's rescue?" I teased, chuckling as he sobbed. I sent Liam to bring Luke and Ashton back into the dark room, Harry to bring Michael, and I grabbed Calum, who got up obediently. I made note of this and held him back while the others were put back into the cell-like room, protesting and yelling for Calum.

I put Calum against the wall and stood in front of him. He stayed put and looked past my shoulder, not daring to look me in the eyes.

"I noticed how calm you are, Mr. Hood." He nodded in response. "Is there a reason as to why you aren't as scared as the other boys? Hm?" I pushed.

"I know we will be helped and saved," he replied quietly. "I know our families and the authorities are thinking about us and will do all that they can to get us out."

"Is that so?" I was really holding back my laughter at his response. "Well, don't push your luck."

I grabbed his arm and he made no protest as I pushed him back into the room, finally letting out my laughter, the other three boys joining in with me.

"What a joke! He must get like that when he's scared out of his pants!" I remarked. "Great job guys, our first morning with the bitches has been a success! C'mon, let's go check on Zayn."

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