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

Louis

Warning: Explicit and vulgar language is used. Readers discretion advised. 

Louis

I pretended to follow Harry, Niall and Liam, but as soon as they turned the corner to go up the stairs, I sneakily stalked over to the door that had the boys behind it and toyed with the light switch Zayn had rewired to be operated outside the room so we could mess with the boys. I couldn't wait to ridicule them about the fear they had of me.

At first I flipped the switch off and on quickly, revelling in the scream I received from one of the boys, and my bet was on Luke. I laughed out loud and did it again, only leaving the darkness longer and listened to the loud sobs. I chuckled once more before turning the light on and opening the door to reveal myself, watching Luke scoot all the way back against the far wall. I glared at him before turning to the others.

"Well, it's nice to see familiar faces, isn't it boys?" I teased, not receiving a response. I turned to Michael and smirked. "Well, well, Michael Clifford, long time, no see! Where've you been? I haven't been able to get my anger out on you lately. I had to move on to someone else!" I faked despair. When he just looked away, I was fuming. "You didn't answer me!" I shouted. "I asked where've you been?" He still couldn't seem to form an answer so I grabbed onto his hair and made him look at me. "Where have you been?"

"I was working extra shifts at the mall!" He choked out. I pushed his head away and it hit the wall which made him cry in pain.

"I bet it was nice not having me around, wasn't it?" He didn't answer again but before I could make a menacing move he quickly shouted, "Yes!"

"Good."

This time I turned to the snivelling Luke who was balled up in the corner. I grabbed his wrist and pulled him up, but he was too weak to stand so he held himself up against the wall, sliding down the bricks a little until I tightened my grip.

"Do you recognize me, Hemmings?" Luke nodded, sniffing. "Where from?" I asked, expecting an exact answer, so I could finally put these boys in their places. Luke looked up at me with sad, puppy dog eyes and I glared into them, making him feel smaller by the second. He was begging and pleading silently to me, but I ignored it. "Where from?"

I increased the grip on his arm before he nearly shouted, "School!"

"Do you know who drove off with your Porsche, Hemmings?" He shook his head. "I did. Pretty smart, eh? You looked pretty badass with your girlfriend and car, but now, you are just humiliating." I laughed out loud as he whimpered.

I moved on to Calum next. He winced a little as I grabbed his arm, but stayed calm and expressionless anyway, looking, again, not at my eyes.

"Having trouble looking at me?"

"N-no I'm just afraid of you."

"Good. Now I'm sure you remember me from the same place as the rest of them. I can't be wrong, can I?"

"N-no," he squeaked.

"But you are very gullible. You actually believed I sprained my ankle and that Harry and I were a couple?" My throat got stuck as I said this, almost making my voice crack though I had no idea why.

"Yes, you were both very believable." I laughed. It was hilarious to watch him act this way, so focused on the fact that if he stayed calm, he would get out unhurt.

"Way to suck up to me, but that won't get you anywhere. You are still gullible and that makes me laugh."

I pushed him down and moved on Ashton, the tough one.

As I grabbed him he resisted, and I noticed it was almost as strong as I was. We already had trouble with this one, and I knew there was more to be seen. "Don't fucking touch me you ass!" He shouted. I tightened my grasp and pulled him up to my level, getting so close to his face our noses almost touched. "And you," I hissed, "one more word and I'll-" and with that, he spit on me. I felt it under my eye and I could feel my eyes turning red. "YOU LITTLE FUCKER, I'LL KILL YOU!" I screamed as I wiped it off, raising my hand to hit him, but I was stopped by the door slamming open.

Luke screamed as Liam shouted, "Louis! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He stormed in and grabbed my bicep, pulling me off of the seething Ashton. "Get out now, calmly, and I may or may not hurt you. If you struggle, there is no doubt I'll hurt you."

"You can't fucking tell me what to do! I'm just as in charge as you are! You have no right -" I interrupted myself with a hiss as Liam increased his clutch on my arm; I could feel his fingertips burning into my skin.

"Then we'll do this the hard way," he hissed in my ear, radiating heat off of his skin.

He yanked me out of the room, into which I yelled, "I'm not finished with you fuckers! I promise you-" I was jabbed in the gut with Liam's knee, crying out in pain as he slammed the door shut.

I was wheezing as Liam pinned me against the wall, getting in my face. "You are a fucking idiot, Louis. I cannot believe the others wanted you in this shit. You don't fucking think at all!" He hit my head with his hand, and I whimpered, finally losing all confidence and realizing I wasn't as big-headed as I thought I was. "You are are a little son of a bitch, you know that? You have just as much power as those shits in that room do," he paused as he jabbed his finger at the door. "Tell me why, Louis. Tell me why you have no authority in this house whatsoever."

I didn't answer, nor did I make eye contact with him, which made him fume even more. "Look at me Louis," he spat as he grabbed my jaw to face him. It was then that I realized how much bigger than I he was, and I knew that I really did have no power. "What did I say?"

I knew I had no choice but to answer him. He slacked his grip on my face a bit so I could speak, but not enough that I could get out and turn away.

"Y-you told me to tell you why I have no power," I said, disgusted that I was so submissive.

"And?"

"And I have no power because I'm the youngest here."

"And?" He asked yet again and I suddenly became very nervous that because I didn't know what else to say, Liam would end up getting more frustrated.

"I-I don't know," I told him truthfully.

Thankfully, he didn't freak out. Instead he replied calmly, looking me straight in the eye, "Because you do not think correctly. Change that, and maybe you can change your authority along with it," he educated me.

"Okay," I sighed, feeling Liam release me.

"Now get your ass upstairs because Niall needs to speak to you," he ordered. At first I hesitated, but after he gave me a look, I obeyed and scampered up the stairs, not quite ready for another lecture from Niall.

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