Captured (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 6

"You attacked me! You're crazy!" Zayn screamed, marching over to me.

His teeth were gritted and his jaw was clenched. I'll have to admit, when Zayn was angry, he looked pretty intimidating. Nothing I couldn't handle, though.

"Me?" I said, standing up, so I could carry out the plan.

"You tricked me. You're a deceiving, conniving, fake little bi-," was all Zayn could say, coming after me, forcing me to back up, before I 'tripped' and landed right on my butt it front of his feet.

He never got to call me what he wanted to. We all know what he was going to say, anyways.

I sat on the plush rug, having to crane my neck all the way up, just to meet Zayn's eyes. His arm and hand were raised.

"Please don't hurt me!" I begged.

Cue the waterworks.

I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing a fake tear to roll down my cheek. I slowly wiped the tear off my cheek, making sure everyone thought I was really crying.

"Zayn! Stop! This is a bad idea!" Niall shouted. "I told you guys she's going to be SCARED! And then when she loses our trust, she's got NOTHING! We were supposed to make this enjoyable! Give her a big room, let her go tanning and swimming by the lake, maybe she would have even wanted to be our FRIENDS!" Niall shouted, loudly.

Did he not care I was in the same room while he shared the boys' plans out loud? But thank you Niall. Thank you for defending me. I would also like to that you for completely falling into my trap.

"We weren't supposed to call her a bitch and attack her!" Niall continued, gesturing to Zayn and I, where we remained frozen in our positions. I sat helplessly on the floor, while Zayn stood tall above me.

"We were only supposed to do something like that if she broke a rule or something, and she hasn't! She's sat and done nothing wrong and she's already being yelled at! How long has she been here for? 2 1/2 hours, and there's already trouble?!" Niall yelled.

"You're wrong, mate. She attacked me. She planned the little water and door stunt. She knew exactly what she was doing!" Zayn yelled, more at me, than to Niall. "What was your question anyways? Hmm?" Zayn smirked, thinking he could try to trip me up.

"I-I just wanted to know how the jacuzzi controls work," I whimpered, referring to the box with different dials and buttons to control the jacuzzi. I didn't hesitate a bit before answering his question. That made me sound even more believable.

"Oh really?" Zayn asked.

"Ya," I said, knitting my eyebrows, pretending to be confused.

"Is that why you smashed my head against the floor?!" Zayn asked, curiously.

"I am so sorry about that! That was unintentional! I lifted your head to check if it was bleeding underneath, and I guess I was a bit rough putting it back down on the ground," I said, softly fiddling with my fingers, secretly lying.

Zayn grumbled, actually considering that I could be telling the truth, and he was mad at me for no reason. He took a step back, and glared at me, and then turned to Niall, with ice cold eyes.

"I don't want to be her friend. I don't know who Marie is. She's evil. She lying, I can just SENSE it," Zayn said, pressing his lips in a thin line, once he was done talking. Maybe he didn't believe me, after all.

"That's your choice, man. Just don't touch her, okay?" Niall said. "We can't ruin this. We still need her," Niall continued.

Need me? Yet, Zayn can't touch me? Isn't that the reason why they needed me in the first place...? And ruin what, exactly? Did they have their own plan? Unfortunately, these were all the questions I don't think I would be allowed to ask. I just better keep my mouth shut, since I'm already in some deep shit.

"I'll do whatever I want," Zayn retorted, quickly escaping the room, his hand pressed to the back of his head.

All I wanted to do was be able to be like Zayn, and also escape the room. Then I could escape the house, escape this place, and go back home. Gosh, that's a wonderful thought. If only it could come true.

But it couldn't. Of course it couldn't. Want to know why? Cause I've been captured by 5 boys, and now 4 of them are all staring silently at me.

I swallowed hard.

"You better have been telling the truth. I did not just defend a liar, did I?" Niall growled, through gritted teeth.

I quickly shook my head, eyes wide. I thought he was being nice. Maybe it was just an act? These boys honestly make me so confused.

"Good," Niall replied, his facial features softening a bit.

"Anything else you want to know?" Louis asked out of complete boredom. Had he not seen what just happened? He most likely didn't even care.

I stood up shakily, letting out a big sigh. Harry frowned and knit his eyebrows together when I plopped down on the bed.

"What?" I asked, suddenly self conscious.

Harry leaned towards me, and gently wiped the rest of the tears and mascara off my cheeks. His movements were so soft, that it almost made me shudder. Not with disgust, but just an eerie feeling. It was eerie because Harry's touch felt good, but he was my kidnapper. His touch wasn't supposed to feel gentle and soft. I suppose when he rapes me later, it won't feel so gentle and soft anymore.

"I think I'm good for now," I answered Louis, when Harry stopped cleaning me up.

"Okay then," Louis said.

"You are welcomed downstairs to watch tv whenever you want to kill time," Liam offered, sensing an awkward silence coming on.

"Thanks," I nearly whispered.

I knew that my plan was to earn 4 boys trust, and I would have to sacrifice 1 boy to get it.

So far, Niall defended me from Zayn, Harry's wiped away my tears and mascara, Liam's tried to offer a way to keep me busy, and I guess Louis's answered some of my questions.

I don't think that Louis likes or trust me. Oh well. That can easily change.

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A/N:

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