Bound and broken

Taken

NIALL'S P.O.V

I was thrown into the car with Zayn. The man with the gun slammed it down on my head because well... I struggled, fought and... Kicking him where the sun don't shine. I heard Zayn screaming at me to stay awake. "I'm tired Zayn..." I said through the tape covering my mouth. Then I fell asleep, Zayn screaming my name.

ZAYNS P.O.V

When Niall got thrown into the car, I was surprised to see him fully gagged and bound. When he saw me he started fighting the man. That's why he's tied... After Niall kicked the man in the groin the gun was brought down on his head. "Niall! Ni!! Stay awake!! Niall! Niall!" I cried. "Mhm mhrph mhhm" Niall muttered. "Niall! Mate! Stay awake! You have to!" He was already unconscious. I cried. I cried for niall, for the lads, for the fans and for myself. I can't help but wonder if they know what's happened to us.

"Hey Trevor-" "don't tell them my name! They can here you dimwit!" Trevor yelled. "Get quiff." His partner said. Trevor grabbed my arm and dragged me inside a building. I noticed this was gun guy. Niall was being dragged in by the knife man. I tried to wake Niall but I was falling miserably. "Shut up or I'll gag you." Trevor yelled. I watched as he proceeded to drag Niall into a small dark cell. He grabbed my arm and I willing followed to go into the cell. I walked over to Niall to see if he can get himself awake now. Trevor untied our hands once in the dark cell. I pulled Ni onto my lap and rested his head on my chest. I felt a warm sticky liquid on my shirt. I placed my hand on the back of the small blondes head. Once i pulled it away I saw it was covered in a dark liquid even though I could hardly see I knew it was blood. I took my sweatshirt and wrapped it around his head. "wake up please" I begged. after about an hour the bleeding had stopped. Niall groaned in pain. "Hey mate you okay?" I asked. "Asi-asi. Yo tengo dolor de la cabeza. Dónde estamos" Niall said speaking Spanish. "I don't know spanish!" I whisper. "my head hurts where are we?" "Oh... I don't know Ni and you got hit pretty hard before..." I said. "Hit?! What's going on? What happened?" after that he started speaking Irish, French, Spanish and other languages. "Niall! Calm down you got hit with the back of a gun. we were kidnapped in the coffee shop." I say calmly but really freaking out. "Calm down!? How the fuck am I suppose to calm down!?" He yelled.

LIAM'S P.O.V

Where were Niall and Zayn? they were supposed to meet us at the studio an hour ago! I left each of them 20 voicemails. Harry and Louis haven't stop texting them, Simon and Paul drove around the neighborhood looking for them. When they came back, "all we found were a few police cars by a coffee shop for a robbery." Paul tells us. "somebody help me! I'm trapped inside your phone!" My ringtone for niall! "Thank god! are you okay?!" I answered. "Hello Li-Li a mans voice said. "W-who are you?" I ask. "Niall and Zayn's worst nightmare..." He said. I froze and dropped the phone. "Hello?! Who is this?!" Simon yells into the phone. I heard muffled voices. "Put it on speaker." Louis says. Simon did as he was told. "L-lads?" Zayn's voice said. "Zayn! What happened?!" Harry asked. "Niall's hurt... Head bleeding bad... Gun man... Knife... I wanted coffee! I don't know where... Cell...." Poor reception cut the phone off. The last thing before the phone went dead was... "Ni-... Don't touch... Hurt...help-No!...please stop... AH!" Then it cut. "Anyone understand that?" Harry asked. "Niall got hurt his head is bleeding bad Gun to the head there's a guy with a knife too i wanted coffee. i don't know where we are it's a dark cell Niall! don't touch him, please don't hurt him, no help us, please stop! Ah!" Louis says. "How did you..." I trail off. "I thought about the time in between his words and what I would say" Louis says. "This is the most annoying ringtone... Ever!" Zayn's ringtone! "Hello?!" I ask. it's a different voice. "I've got a message for you." He said. "L-Li-liam?" Niall's broken voice said. "Niall..." I sighed. "How bad are you hurt are you okay? is Zayn there?" we all ask. "I-I'm fine. They m-moved me. Zayns in the cell...I dont know... we were- were in the coffee shop and-" Niall tried to say but yelped in pain. "Get to the point!" The man snapped. "Expect a call at midnight. Skype... Please Liam! Just you, Lou and Hazza. Don't think we're in the warehouse. That much I know." he says. Then he screams in pain "Haz the mamory!" He said right before the phone died. "Mamoray? the thing from Spain?" I ask Harry nods. "Lightening the mood?" Louis says.

I kept my eyes on my watch waiting for midnight to come. "5 to!" I yell out. We set up around my laptop waiting for the call. 'Incoming call from-Niall!' The machine says. I clicked accept then a second video from Zayn popped up. Zayn was tied to a chair while Niall was tied to a metal support beam with his shirt ripped opened. There was a man with some sort of pole behind Niall. Zayn's guy was behind camera. Niall's mouth was duck taped but you could tell there was also a cloth. His eyes went wide when he saw us. Zayn ignored us though. "Look at your friends! Faggot" The man yells. Zayn refused and spat at the mans feet. "Wrong move Zaynie boy." He sneered. All our eyes were on Zayn until we heard a muffled scream from Niall. The man was pressing the tip of the pole onto Niall's flesh, just above his waist on the side of his hip. Once it was removed we saw a burn mark... The sick bastard branded him!? Zayn's eyes widened and he looked at us. "F-fine. I'll tell them... Just don't hurt him." He said. We saw the man drop the pole into a small fire and walk to Niall. "Bring 2 million pounds to t-the old ware house Niall mentioned. Come alone. Only you three... All of you. A weeks time." We nod. "We'll give you give a minute." Niall's guy snaps. He removes the gag and cloth. Niall has tears brimming in his eyes. "Hi lads..." He mumbles. "Ni, I'm so sorry!" Zayn says. "I'm fine." Ni whispers looking down. You could hear that he wasn't telling the truth. "No your not..." Harry says. "Yeah... I'm not! I want me mam! It hurts... I hate it here!" Niall shouts. "Me too buddy." Zayn says. "Just think of that bastards face when you kicked his balls in." Zayn laughs. We all burst out laughing at the thought of innocent Niall wailing some guy in the balls. "What'd you mean by mamory?" Lou asks. "Oh..." Niall says looking around the room. He nods his head to some shipping containers. 'Delivered! To Spain." Were printed on the packages. "You're in Spain." Harry says, but as he was saying it the door to Niall's room opened. Niall's eyes widened in fear. "Say your goodbyes pretty boy..." The man murmurs moving closer to Niall. He places his hands on Niall's waist. Then moves them down to his hips. Niall whimpered. "GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!' We all shouted. The man smirked, kissed Niall's cheek and the video cut. Zayn was staring at the video then started screaming for Niall. His video cut. "Lads we're going to Spain." I say with a determined look on my face.