Stolen

Chapter 4

LUKES P.O.V

She stormed out of the house, running over the door she'd already kicked down to get in.

She unlocked the car and jumped in, speeding off before the car could give one rev.

Her teeth were gritted, her hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, she was tense and no longer relaxed.

I frowned slightly.
"What's wrong-"
"All of you just get your fucking heads down!!"

We all ducked quickly, flinching at her shout.

She took a breath.
"Calum's been taken by someone. I know who."
"You do?" I asked.
She gave a sly nod.
"Ironic but. My ex."

Michael laughed quietly.
"Are you a fan of us or something?"

I tensed in my seat, fuck Michael you're asking to get us killed.

It was only now I realise she noticed my tension.

"I use to think Luke was pretty cute singing in his lil beanie." She smirked.

I went bright red.
"You've seen those.."
She gave a nod.
"Sure have. Watched them when I was 14."

I smiled slightly. I don't think I'd met someone who'd actually followed us from when we were young too, well, not someone who was being truthful about it.

"How old are you may I ask?" Ashton spoke up again.
"18."
"Ma'am, you're a young adult.. And you're kidnapping people? Is this really the life you want to lead?"

I watched the girl look at Ashton in the rear view mirror.
"You know, trying to negotiate someone to let you go doesn't really work when you're voice is shakier than a crickets."

The car again rolled to a halt.
"Stay. Put.
Don't peak. Don't let them see you."

She got out.
"And I swear if you fuck this up for me you're paying my taxes."

The door slammed shut and the boot popped open.
We all peaked up as it shut. The girl held a shotgun in her right hand, shoving two handguns in the back of her jeans with her right, making us all peak up a little higher.
She spun the shotgun back at us, which we all ducked down.

"I don't know if I'm more nervous for Calum or us.." Ashton muttered.