Yes or No

Chapter 3

I woke up the birds chirping and a bright sunny day. It would be beautiful if we weren't expecting random men, wanting money.

I stretched my arms, turning to look at the clock on the bedside table. It read 8:17 am. I lifted the covers, getting out of bed. I looked over to, a still sleeping Zayn, softly snoring. I walked over to my closet, picking out an outfit. I just picked out whatever I could find, which happened to be a white v-neck and jeans. I walked to the bathroom, closing and locking the door. I quickly changed into my clothes, and started doing my make up. I don't wear much. Just mascara and some skin colored eye shadow. Nothing much. I brushed the knots out of my hair, trying to contain it. I swear it had a mind of its own. I gave up on fighting with my own hair, so I used hairspray.

When I walked back into Me and Zayns room, he was just walking up. He stretched his arms, yawning.

"Good morning" he said groggily.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?" I replied.

"No. All I could think about was the money." He said.

"Me too"

Zayn went to get dressed, so I started to make breakfast. I cracked two eggs in a bowl, and stirred them. I poured the whipped egg onto a pan sitting on the stove. While the eggs cooked, I got out some coffee. Every now and then I would scramble the eggs, then go back to making the coffee.

Zayn came down the stairs in black jeans and a plaid shirt. He spotted the eggs I made and smiled.

"Thanks babe" he said while scooping some of the eggs onto a plate.

"You're welcome." I said, taking some eggs for myself.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Me and Zayn dropped our forks. Zayn had the money in an envelope, so it would be ready. There was also a note about the rest of the money. Zayn slowly got up and checked the peephole. It must have been them, because he then opened the door, slowly.

"Hello Mr. Malik. We trust you have our money." He handed him the envelope.

"Good. That's all we need. Good day, Mr Malik." The man in a suit and dark sunglasses said, before walking away.

Zayn shut the door, and came back to the table.

"That's was close." He said.

Then, the door burst open, and tons of men with the same suits came rushing in. They all had guns, pointed at us.

"I said $500,000" a man said.

I felt two hands grab my arms, and I was dragged out the door. I saw Zayn being dragged out too.

We were thrown into the bak of a black van. The men got in the front, and started driving.

"Elizabeth, no matter what happens, remember, I love you" Zayn said.

I heard a man in front shout 'No talking' then a sharp pain in my arm as the world spiraled to black.

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I woke up in a completely dark room.

"Zayn?" I whispered.

"Lizzie?" I heard.

"Where are you?" I said, the joy of hearing him, clear in my voice.

"Follow my voice."

I followed it to the right corner of the room.

I hugged Zayn as hard as I could, as if I were hanging on life, in this case, I could be.

"I'm so sorry this happened, I wish I could've been able to get the money in on time and-"

"Zayn, I know this isn't your fault." I cut Zayn off from his babbling.

I heard a creek of an old door being opened, and sure enough, the door to the dark, cold room we're in, was opening. A man, about 40, walked in.

"Zayn Malik, I told you 500,000 dollars, you have me half of that."

"I-"

"DON'T INTERRUPT ME!" He yelled. Zayn shut his mouth.

"As I told you in the note, I would punish you, and your wife, who I know you love dearly." The man said, with a devious smile on his face.

He grabbed my hair, and dragged me across the floor. I shrieked in pain, and I could swear I felt blood coming from my head.

Zayn was carried out by one of the many other men.

I was tied to a chair, infront of Zayn, who was across from me, also tied to a chair. I wiggled in the chair, trying to get out of the ropes binding me in.

"Stop struggling!" The man yelled.

"Fine, we'll do this the hard way." I heard him mutter, before it was all black again.

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Authors note:

Sorry if I don't update fast!

I'm writing 2 stories, and I'm really busy.

And tired.

Bye