Kidnapping Zayn Malik: Mission Impossible ➳ Ziam AU

Chapter 28

2 UPDATES IN ONE DAY? WHAT IS THIS MADNESS? WHERE ARE WE? WHO AM I? ;D

I'm hungry x)

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Zayn's POV.

I sighed deeply, and with that one sigh, I felt like all my emotions were leaving me. This was it. There wasn't even any point to bother trying to catch my emotions anymore, I dind't want to feel anything anyway. There's no point.

Why do I even care anymore? No, in fact, I don't care anymore. I don't give a fucking shit. I don't care anymore, because I'm going to die in half an hour anyway.

I looked at the timer that was ticking down with how much time I had left. Liam's uncle had brought it in to make sure I knew when my time as up. He'd brought it in about 3 hours ago though.

*3 Hours earlier*

"Come on Liam, please. I don't know how long I have left, but I know it can't be much.." I wept.

Suddenly, the door was thrown open. I didn't bother looking up, I already knew who it was.

"What do you want?" I spat through my tears, my head in my knees.

I heard the door shut and his chuckle. "Ooo, someones in a bad mood! Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, pet?" Liam's uncle teased, his footsteps stopping as his shadow casted down on me.

"Okay, one, I don't even have a fucking bed, and two, do you think I'm going to be in a good mood when I'm going to die, you fucking twat." I spat, my anger getting the better of me, this was all his fault.

"Ouch. You know, your not helping yourself pet, by doing this your just going to get punished even worse when I rape you." He told me, his voice calm.

I couldn't stand this anymore, anger was seeping out of my everything.

"Shut the fuck up, you bastard!" I screamed, leaping up and tackling him.

He fell back in surprise, and we landed on the floor with a thud, me on top of him, anger everywhere.

"I fucking hate you!" I screamed, throwing a punch to his face.

It landed on his cheek, and a miniature, light purple coloured bruise slowly started to appear. His face grew red with anger and I began to loose my confidence, as usual...

In seconds, we were being flipped around, and he was on top of me, holding me down with an undescribable strength. His face was bright red, his teeth clenched fiercly, ad he was breathing in and out deeply, loudly.

I cringed back, feeling so small.

"That was very naughty, pet. Your not supposed to behave like that. Your supposed to do as I say, and never, EVER, throw a punch at me, even if your was the most weak attempt I've ever had." He said, his voice emotionless.

I shivered at his tone.

"Your going to pay, pet, when I rape you, I'm going to destroy you. All because you've been a very naughty boy, and naughty boys need to be taught a lesson."He purred.

I choaked back a sob, and he got up, satisfied.

"Anyway, I came in here, before you attacked me, to put this timer in here to show you how long you have left before I take the last bit of adorable innocence that you left, and before I kill you." He told me, placing a ticking clock on the floor by the sofa.