Harry's POV
It’s been three weeks of nothing. We had been taken from our home and dragged to this god forsaken place. We were fed somewhat, we didn’t get the three course meal but just enough to let us live. We had lost a lot of weight and looked thinner than usual. I looked at my watch and saw it was almost midnight.
“So c-cold” Niall said, sweat running down his face as he attempted to pull up the ragged blanket even more.
Liam and I glanced at each other in concern while Louis gave his jacket to Niall. Niall has a terrible temperature and was either extremely hot or extremely cold. Zayn just looked at the door as if he was expecting Abby or Katie or Brittany to burst through and take us away from this hell hole.
“Come on Niall, fight the sickness please.” Louis begged of Niall. He just groaned and pushed off the ragged blanket and jacket and stated he was too hot.
I wanted, no, I needed Niall to be saved at least. He was terribly ill and I had the feeling that if we stayed any longer than a week, Niall’s health would deteriorate faster. I bit my lip as I watched the blonde boy roll over and groaned in pain.
“How much longer do you think we’ll be in this mess?” I heard Zayn ask.
“I don’t know but I hope it’s soon. I’m worried about Niall” Liam said, giving Niall a worried look.
“I think we all are” I admitted.
“I wonder how Katie, Abby and Brittany are” Louis said to us; trying to steer us away from our worry for Niall.
“Abby was knocked out pretty badly. Katie would be searching for leads and I don’t know about Brittany” I said to Louis who flinched at the harshness in my voice.
I felt bad because I knew it wasn’t Louis’ fault we were in this situation but I knew we had to get the hell out of here!
“Let’s just hope they come soon for our sake” Liam said with a forced laugh.
“Mainly for Niall’s sake though” Zayn said looking worriedly at Niall.
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Katie’s POV
They had to be there in the building, there was no other way. I had to admit, it was very familiar to the Black Swan hide out back in America. Maybe I should get some people onto it back at the CIA before I get fired.
“What are you thinking Abby?” I asked my sister as she looked at the building through the binoculars we had.
“Heavier security, less weaponry but the boys are definitely here. I can tell by the fact that the tracking device locator I have is going crazy” Abby said with a smug grin.
“What tracking device? Why didn’t you tell us?” Brittany asked Abby bewildered.
“It only works in close range. I completely forgot until just now” Abby said in her defence while Brittany just gave Abby a slight punch on the arm.
“How are we going to get in? There seems like it’s too heavily guarded!” I said frustrated.
“Easy isn’t it? We use the air vent.” Brittany said cheerfully. Abby and I looked at Brittany in disbelief.
“I don’t know what they teach you in the FBI but the air vent? Really, the air vent?” I said in disbelief.
“Well if you have any other suggestions; I’ll be happy to hear it!” Brittany said with an edge of sass.
“We get kidnapped; we kill the head of this organisation. One of us will sneak in and rescue the boys” I said, giving a certain look to Brittany.
