Taken (A 1D fanfic)

Chapter 13

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I get up out of bed, cold air hitting my feet, and walk over to my dresser to answer it. 

"Hello?" I yawned. 

"Alright, Horan. I'm through with your shit. Bring me the girl, that way no one gets hurt... badly." I was suprised at Louis' tone. It scared the shit out of me. I look over to the beautiful, angel-like, curly-haired girl lying on my bed. I don't want to hurt her, but it sounds like if I don't do this, Louis might- no, he will- kill her. 

"Oh, if you're wondering, it does indeed depend on you whether or not she lives to see the end of the day." That sentence made my mind freak out. Without her, my world will be cold, empty. It will be filled with sorrow and sadness. I myself will be nothing, an empty shell. 

"Fine," I say, ending the call. I got dressed and saw a text on my phone. 

FROM: Louis Tomlinson (Mob Master of Doncaster): 

1029 Shady Tree Lane. Bring her there within the hour. 

-LWT 

LOUIS' POV 

Shit. I'm screwed. If I don't find that damned information, I'm as good as dead. That Irish bastard better hurry up. I was suddenly pulled from my thoughts by the sound of my phone's text tone. 

FROM: Niall HORAN (Irish mofo): 

Fine. But if she's hurt in any way, just remember what happened last time you pissed me off. 

-NJH 

Good. At least now I have her as leverage. I honestly can't believe he agreed. Oh, well. Whatever it takes to get that information. 

HAYLEY'S POV 

Niall woke me up about 45 minutes ago. His face showed a mixture of fear, anger, and seriousness. 'What happened while I was asleep?' was the only thought that had the ability to come into my mind. Currently, we were in Niall's car, but he wouldn't tell me where we were going. We pulled into the driveway of a house that seemed familiar, and walked in. Immediately I knew where we were. 

My house. 

LIAM'S POV 

I see him pull into the driveway, with the girl in the passenger seat.Hopefully, he hasn't told her how important she is to this operation. Judging by the frightened look on her face, he hasn't. At least he can do SOMETHING right. 

"Well, Horan, it took you long enough," I said, earning a death glare, I guess Tomlinson had pissed him off enough. 

"Listen here, Payne, you harm a single hair on her head, I will bat you to he ground, are we clear?" he said. He and I both remember what happened last time he threatened like that. 

"Wouldn't dare make that mistake twice, mate," I replied. The girl was just staring at Niall, he probably never told her what was going on. Her big, brown eyes- much like Zayn's- were full of fire. She was PISSED. 

LOUIS' POV 

I looked put the window to see them walking up the front steps. But then, they stopped, talking to Payne. I couldn't make out what anyone was saying, by the girl- damn it, she's hot- was just sending Niall a death glare the entire time. Well at least she wouldn't be whining and crying the entire time about she missed her damn boyfriend. When they finished talking, she hugged him. She pulled away, but reluctantly, and I could see tears threatening to spill over and out.of her eyes. Shit, that means she'll be crying for a while. How am I supposed to get information out of her while she's emotionally unstable? Exactly, I'm not. 

This could rake a while. 

HAYLEY'S POV 

I can't believe he would do this to me. That he would give me up so easily. I just glared at him while he talked to whoever the hell he was talking to. But he looked at me with his bright blue eyes, and I gave in. I hugged as tightly as I could, tears threatening to spill over. He looked at me, worry written all over his face, and kissed me softly. I kissed him back, attempting to put all my emotions in the kiss, attempted to tell him I was feeling, without words. I reluctantly pulled away, tears now streaming my face. He hugged me tight, softly singing in my ear, "I'll be coming back for you." I had never heard him sing before now. He sounded like an angel. I kissed his cheek and walked inside the house with Liam. 

--------2 WEEKS LATER--------- 

"TELL ME! WHERE DID YOUR OLD MAN HIDE IT?!?!" He yelled at me, slapping my face. For the past week and a half, he had been beating me, screaming and yelling at me, and just about every other form of torture he could possibly inflict- including raping me. He had me begging for death, only to be denied mercy. Louis stared at me, expecting a better answer than what I had given him every other time he had asked. 

"I- I have no idea. He never told me. He never told anyone!" I sobbed. He just sighed and walked out. About a minute later, I heard a crash and what sounded like a struggle downstairs. I heard footsteps running up the stairs. And into the room I hadn't left for two weeks came my father- very much alive. 

"Hayley." 

-------------------------------------------------A/N: Sorry I haven't posted for a while, guys. MORE DDDRRRAAAMMMMAAA. BTW: If a guy tells you he loves you and then texts you he and girlfriend MIGHT have broken up, he's not worth your damn time. YOU ARE A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN WHO DON'T NEED NO MAN. AIN'T NOBODY GOT TIME FO' DAT. FUCK DAT HO. You know, something like that. I hope you enjoyed, my sexy potatoes! I STILL NEED PEOPLE FOR PARTS!!!!!!!!!!! MESSAGE ME ON FACEBOOK OR DM ME ON TWITTER!!!!!!! Pleases? -Katie </3