Taken (A 1D fanfic)

Chapter 3

(A/N): Hey guys, this chapter is.a little more exciting than the last two.:D Hope you enjoy, and please tell me if I could make it better! -Katie <3 

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"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, DUMBASS! GRAB HER!" shouted the one with the dark, curly hair. I'll call him Curly for now. The blonde one- I'll call him Blondie- grabbed me and lifted me over his shoulder. Instinctively, I began screaming and pounding my fists on his back.  

"Damn it, stay down! HARRY, I CAN'T HOLD HER!" Curly walked in. I didn't know he left. Apparently his name is Harry. 

"Well then, put her down on the bed, I'll look after her, you go and find it then," Harry told Blondie. 

Find what? 

"Fine." 

Blondie put me down on my bed and left. Harry stayed, staring at me with bright green eyes.  

"Bet you'd know where he hid it," he said quietly. 

"Who? Hid what? What's going on and what do I have to do with it?" 

"Oh, so no one's told you yet? Well, I'll gladly fill you in. Before your coward of a father ran off, he hid something rather valuable. We have reason to believe it's here in your house. Smart move for such a dumbass." 

"My father didn't 'run off '. He died in a car accident! HE WASN'T A COWARD! YOU'RE THE COWARDS!" I screamed. 

He leant in close to my face. Too close for any comfort. 

"If you don't tell us where it is," he said, not breaking eye contact, "We're going to have to take you and your mother with us to our boss." 

"Who's your boss?" 

"Do you really want me to answer that question?" 

I stayed silent. I knew he would never tell me, so I just kept looking into his bright green eyes, while he kept staring into the darkness of my brown. 

"Damn it, I can't find it," said Blondie, finally breaking the silence. I then realized that the pair had accents. Blondie Irish, and Harry British. I made a note to tell the police this news, if I got out of this alive. 

"Well. Let's get the car ready."