Help!: One Direction Horror Fan Fiction

Chapter 14

~ Zayn's POV ~

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me!" I yelled as I struggled with the chains on my wrist.

Why do he even have to chain me up? Is that because I'm so great at unlocking a door and he typically knows about it? Well, he's such a sneaky bitch! I hate chains and I will hate it forever until I died.

I tried to find my bobby pin on my pocket until I felt something at my back pocket. I took it out and started to unlock the chain using the bobby pin.

I heard a click sound as the chain on my left wrist fall. "Nice." I muttered as I started unlocking the chain on my right wrist. Just as I was about to finish it, I heard the door click as I hid the chain behind me and pretended that my left wrist was chained.

"Well, hello there, Mr. Zayn Malik. Did you enjoy staying here?" he asked evilly.

"First; how'd you know my name, second; no, I am not enjoying my stay here. This place is a hell, now why would I enjoy this place?! Huh?!" I snapped as he walked towards me and slapped me.

"Well, I am so sorry for that, Mr. Malik." he replied sarcastically as I glared at him.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I got someone to take care of." he added as he shut the door and locked it, completely leaving me alone.

"Now, to continue this shit." I spoke to myself as I continued to unlock the chain on my right wrist when a sudden 'click' was heard from the chain.

"Yes. Now to get out of here and save my friends." I said as I walked towards the door and started unlocking it.

The door released a click sound as I opened the door quietly, peeking out to check if he's around here somewhere.

Look to the left, no sign of him. Look to the right, no sign of him. Look at the front, no sign of him. I stepped out of the room and looked downstairs and still no sign of him.

I started to walk, looking each of the room until I reached a locked door.

"Hello? Guys, are you there?" I yell-whisper as I hear a noise inside.

"Zayn? Zayn, is that you?" a voice which I suppose is Niall asked.

"Don't worry buddy. I'll get you out of there." I said as I unlocked the door and went inside of it.

Niall was leaning against the wall as I noticed that he was also chained to the wall. I closed the door behind me so quietly so the killer won't notice that I already escaped.

"Zayn, how did you got out of your room? And he also told me that you're been chained to the wall? How?" he asked quietly as I showed him the bobby pin I used to unlock things.

"This is the solution." I said as I started unlocking his wrists from the chain. When we finished to unlock his wrist, we were about to leave the room when we suddenly hear footsteps.

"Shit." I cussed as we hid at the drawer, enough for both of us to fit in. I heard the door creaked open as I opened the drawer slightly.

"Fuck!" he yelled angrily as he started to check around the room and the last thing he didn't check is the drawer where we were hiding.

He went towards to us when a noise suddenly came in, stopping him as he left the room, leaving the door wide open.

"I think it's time to get out of here." I said as both of us got out of the drawer and left the room, just in time that he was walking on the stairs already.

"Let's go there." Niall said as we went to the wall and hid there.

"Wait... What if we lock him inside the room so he won't get out? So we can help the others." I suggested as Niall looked at me.

"That's a great idea, Zayn." he replied. We peeked out and the killer just got inside, we hurriedly pushed him forcefully as I shut the door and put a padlock on it.

He then started pounding at the door as Niall and I backed away from the door.

"Get me out of here, you little bastards!" he yelled from the other side as we ran away and started searching for the others.

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~ Harry's POV ~

"I give up!" I said as I leaned against the wall.

"I'll never get out of this chain." I added just as I heard Zayn and Niall shouting our name.

"Harry! Louis! Max! Hannah! Where are you?!" they called out as I stood up, forgetting about the chain on my wrist.

"I'm here, guys!" I yelled as I heard the door click, and the two of them went inside and Zayn unlocked my chains.

"How did you---" "No time. We have to get out of here as soon as possible." Zayn cuts off as I rubbed my sore wrist and left the room.

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"Louis! Hannah! Max!" the three of us called out when we hear some muffled sound.

We went to the sound and found a locked door. We unlocked it, only to see Louis tied up in a chair and a rag on his mouth.

I took out the rag from his mouth as he sighed.

"Where's Hannah?" Niall asked while Zayn unties him from the chair.

"He took her somewhere in this house. I think he mentioned that there's a basement downstairs." Louis said as he looked at us and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" the three of us asked.

"How the hell did you escape?" he asked.

"Zayn and I locked him in the room where that bastard locked me." Niall said as we left the room.

"Guys! Help me!" Max suddenly yelled as we ran to the room where he's been locked in.

Zayn unlocked the door and opened it as we stood there in shock, frozen on our spot.

"Fuck! Help me!" Max cried panicking as Zayn signaled him to run out of the room. Max did what Zayn told him and closed the door quickly.

"How did... How did those got in your room?" I asked, a bit scared.

"I don't know. They just got out of some hole on the wall, good thing I'm not chained up or something. I hate snakes." Max replied.

"Where's Liam and Hannah?" he added as all of us gave him a nervous look.

"They're brought to some basement downstairs." Niall replied as Max frowned.

"We should find that basement." Max said as we headed downstairs and started to find the basement.

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What do you think will happen, guys? Will they ever find Liam and Hannah?

I'll reveal it on the next chapter.

Lots of love and hope you enjoy this chapter.
- Jelle