Chapter twelve...... Dont even try...

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I shake frustrated with myself that I let this happen. But I wonder how much time i have until the concert, how much time i have until I steal Niall. Will i escape to steal Niall? All these thoughts rush into my head at the one time, i shake my head to try to distinguish these thoughts. If me and Niall are meant be I will be saved, i tell myself over and over . Is this a sign that me and Niall really aren't meant to be together? I think not! I love Niall with all my heart, and I know that he also loves me! The door opens again and the dim light switches on. A different man walks in this time with nothing covering his face at all. He is fat and has a chubby face, he is also all sweaty and disgusting, he reminds me of a breakfast burrito... Anyway, he is walking towards me slowly and reluctantly, he looks like a child when their mother makes them talk to the cousin that they don 't like. He has something in his hand.. But what? BANG!!!! CLUSH!! I begin to scream.. Burrito man also looks terrified... I look up to see... The sky?? The roof must be falling down?! It looks like quite an old building so maybe- BANG!! CRUSH! I begin to get very fearful that a part of the roof might fall on me! The burrito look-alike comes over to me and...unties me!! I touch my ankles. Ouch! They're red swollen and soar, but I don't have time to worry about my ankles! I'm going to be free! I'm going to go to the One Direction concert, have fun, take Niall, and live happily ever after! I begin to run but the burrito man catches me.. What is he doing?!?! Is he blind? Or just stupid?!?! One half of this building has already fallen.. But.. Oh.. Wait! It stopped the building stopped collapsing! Okay here's my chance... I lift up my leg and kick him in his shin.. He falls but still has a hold of my weak shoulders. He immediately gets back to the safety of his feet without his hands even shifting the slightest of my shoulders. With the energy I have left I bring my elbow back and hit his chest as hard as I can... He looses the grip of my shoulders. And without missing a beat I am running as fast as I can away from him. I see the door. I see it!! I reach the door and push it open. The sunlight hits my pale face like a bolt of lightning. I stand there for a moment enjoying the hot sun on my frozen body. I look behind me and the door is opening! I sprint away from the man not looking back. Oh- omigod!!! I see a figure standing about 20 yards away!! I begin running toward them waving my hands and screaming. No-no-NOO! It's the first man... The horrible one who spat and hit me! I try to pretend that I wasn't screaming and try to zig zag past him. But he drops the cigarette he was puffing and grabs me by my swollen, peeling wrists, he is in a uniform... A work uniform?... Call me crazy but it looks like an Argos uniform! In fact it is an Argos uniform!! And there's a name tag... Zan?... No!... Zayn! Aw, that reminds me of Zayn Malik. I miss him in One Direction... If only I could see this "Zayns" face...I would be happier to know what he looks like!.... Oh well!.... Zayn knees me in my leg and I slouch, he drags me and begins laughing... His phone starts ringing... He answers...
"Hello? Who's this? Christie? Ohh Christie MC Fadden! Yeh don't worry I have her! Yeh! Right bye!"
Christie MC Fadden... Hmm why does that name seem familiar?.. Wait! No! It can't be!......

HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!❤️❤️ Ya... That's right! Zayn and naughty boy are in it🚨🚨 Bye! ❤️

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