Captured (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 13

*Zayn's P.O.V*

Since I got the day off today, the boys decided to torture me. They were making me wake up early, and wake the rest of them up.

It was only 4 a.m! I guess whoever wants to meet the boys on the other side of the lake, wants to meet them before people are up for the day. Everything has to be unseen.

When I woke each boy up, I got the same reaction. Moans, groans, and protests. Yet, each boy finally would drag themselves out of bed. All except for Harry. In fact, he wasn't even in his own room.

Was he in Marie's? I was quite sure I heard a crash coming from her room after I left it last night. Harry was probably just trying to get some. Cheeky boy.

I didn't want to wake Marie up, so I opened her door slowly, trying to avoid making any loud sounds. I was completely shocked with what I saw.

Harry was lying on the ground, covered in drops of blood, and fragments of glass. Marie was sitting up in bed, staring back at me. Her frame looked hollow, and she had black circles underneath her eyes. I bet she didn't even sleep last night.

"What happened?" I whisper-yelled.

Her eyelids were half shut, and her throat made a weird noise when she opened her mouth.

"It's on camera anyways," she said, in a deep and unfamiliar voice.

I was about to question her, but I stopped when I remembered how one of the boys had mentioned something about bugging her room.

I didn't say anything else to Marie, but instead, went to wake Harry up. He looked dead.

"Harry?" I shouted in his ear, skating his body violently.

He stirred for a moment, and then finally jumped up super fast. He then crouched back down, holding his head in pain.

I watched as Harry took in the sight around him. He inspected the broken lamp all over the ground, and the blood on his hands, from touching his head.

"How did you do that? Hmmm?" Harry suddenly interrogated Marie.

"I don't know," she stated blankly.

What were they talking about? This whole moment felt strange.

Then it hit me.

This was similar to what happened when Marie attacked me. At least, I think it was. Harry was injured and he was blaming Marie, just like I had.

"Of course you know! Don't lie to me," Harry cried.

"I said, I don't know!" Marie nearly growled through gritted teeth.

Wow. She doesn't sound that innocent anymore.

"We have it on tape! I'll show all the boys how violent you can really be!" Harry retorted.

"Go ahead. I don't care," Marie replied, blankly.

"Harry go get cleaned up. You and the boys have to leave soon. Are you up for another job?" I asked him.

In case the others needed to do any fighting while they were out, I didn't need Harry being too weak. What did Marie do to him, anyways?

"I'm fine," Harry snapped, standing up and stomping out of the room.

I followed him outside of Marie's room, leaving her all alone in there.

*Louis's P.O.V*

I don't know what Harry had to show us so badly.

Once we were done getting ready, Harry pulled us into the control room, to watch the footage of Marie's room, from last night.

"Aha," he whispered, as he pressed play to the video he was searching for.

The boys and I stood silently, watching Harry get his ass kicked by Marie, on the screen.

I'll have to admit, she's got some moves. She's like a mini fighter. Who would suspect she would be able to knock a 19 year old boy out? I certainly didn't expect it. Maybe that's the point. No one would pin Marie as the dangerous type.

"See! Zayn was right this whole time!" Harry exclaimed, stopping the video once it was finished.

"Sorry for not believing you, mate," Liam said to Zayn.

"Me too," Niall chimed in.

"What do we do about her?" Zayn asked, dismissing Liam and Niall's apologies.

"We have to go. For now, just keep Marie locked up inside the house. Don't let her out of your sight, do you understand?" I asked Zayn.

He nodded in response.

"And by the way, don't hint that we're angry or confused, or whatever we are. No emotions until the rest of the boys and I get back. Don't try to take matters into your own hands, like stupid over here did," I continued, pointing a finger at Harry.

Zayn nodded again.

"Okay. Good. Now let's go, if we don't want to be late," I said, sharply.

I took the lead, walking out of the control room, and out of the house, with Niall, Liam, and Harry, right behind me.

I figured the rest of the boys were angry with Marie. I bet some of them are even pondering as to what we should do with or to her. I, on the other hand, was fascinated by her fighting skills.

She obviously has had some fighting background, because one does not simply fight like that off instinct. I bet with some training, Marie could take down other guys too.

With her pretty face and sexy body, she's considered eye candy. She's like the cheese inside a mouse trap. She can be used as bait. She can be used to lure people in. Then, she can be the trap, snapping shut on its prey.

No one will expect her to fight them. Not an 18 year old girl. No way. That's why she's perfectly useful to us.

She doesn't even know it, but she has now become a prime secret weapon for our little "jobs."

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