Chapter 2
Heather's POV
Where am I? What did I do?
My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to scream but couldnt, my eyes covered with a blindfold which burned with tears and duct tape covering mouth.
I let out muffled screams but it didn't but made it worse, my hands are tied but not tight enough to hurt me,I didn't even have enough space to stretch my legs and while I was trying to I think that was the reason it became it was muggy and the air felt thicker.
I exhaustedly lifted up my hand so I could try removing the aching sensation from both of my feet.
I then realise that I'm not wearing heels but have roped tied around tightly, tighter than my hand, it felt like it was cutting into me.
I'm also not wearing my dress, it felt less tight, if I was I wouldn't be feeling humid.
But somehow, which I care I'm comfortable in Sweatpants and a loose jumper.
I'm still in my bag and I'm lifted up, I try to move and I scream but nothing comes out but nothing's helps.
"Be gentle with her, we don't want to scare her" a gentle Irish voice said.
"I wonder how much he's gonna pay us for bringing his only hope to him" the same raspy voice snickered.
"Louis, I think we should untie her otherwise she'll become uncomfortable and less cooperative" the same Irish voice.
"Niall, just shut up he didn't tell us to keep her comfortable" Louis said
"Damn it Louis I'm going to do it, would you like to be kept in a bag with your hands tied up and blindfolded? No I don't think so at least you would want to be comfortable" Niall said as he untied my bag.
"Niall wait, we have to make sure when we take the tape off she'll be quiet otherwise we'll lose her and Harold will be angry" Louis quietly reminded Niall.
"Heather when we take the tape off your mouth, if you promise to not scream and if you scream we will put it back on " Niall said as he started slowly untieing the bag.
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Niall the one with the gentle Irish voice look really young probably in his early twenties. He soft hair with a blonde long quiff, which looked a bit brunette at the roots.
He bright eyes blue, very similar to the ocean on a summers day.
He was wearing skinny jeans, ripped a few times around his knees, and a white shirt and a leather jacket. His shoes, Nike, they looked something I could never afford, he looked well dressed which gave me the thought that he could be rich.
The shorter guy (a.n I know haha) was wearing a black sleeveless shirt. He had a sharp jawbone and defined cheekbones. He was wearing nike sweatpants, something like mine but maybe a bit more greyer, he also had the cleanest black vans.
His sleeves shirt displayed the number of tattoos ranging from a big stag with a heart between its antennas coming down his right arm and a small cup of tea.
They look way to young and way to hot to be kidnappers.
Both of them just stared at me while I stared back.
I didn't know what to do.
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"Wow, she listened, well first things first I'm Louis and he's Niall and we are your kidnappers"he said with a fake smile while Niall flashed me a quick smile and a shrug.
I wanted to scream but I couldn't because I want answers and there were heaps of questions
"Oh and don't scream because we have an eye on your friend Lauren and your family, so if you try to run away or don't cooperate with us then say bye-bye to them" Louis said with a smirk lighting up his face.
"What the fück!!!? So you just kidnap me and now your gonna force me into doing stuff. So your just gonna kill them, you don't even know where they live. So if I don't listen to what you say, they die, bullshīt" I spat
"Your really dumb Heather" Louis chuckled whilst getting his phone out.
"We've made sure we have an eye on them and an eye one them meaning security cameras, here take a look for yourself" Louis gave me the phone to look at.
They were right, they do know where I live and even worse they know where Lauren lives.
"Well Heather you may have heaps of questions you want to ask but it's not the right moment.
We will be going on a flight, " Niall said with a straight face.
"I have something to say" I quietly mumble.
"Make it quick" Louis muttered.
"Um..who changed my clothes?" I asked embarrassed with my cheeks flaring up.
"It's not what you think, Heather" Louis laughed while Niall helped me out of the bag.
"Joanna the nurse did" Niall replied with a grin
"Oh ok" I said with my cheeks flaring up.
What am I supposed to say now, I want to scream but I can't and I won't.
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"So Heather how old are you?" Louis asked with no interest.
"It's not like you actually care" I harshly replied
"Harold is definitely not going to like her attitude, I suggest you be more cooperative if you don't want to be in trouble" Niall shrugged, closing the boot of the car.
"Heather, if you keep quiet you may sit in the back seat" Louis told me.
"Umm nah it's totally fine I'll just sit on the boot" I sarcastically joked.
"Oh my god, she's really being a bitch" Louis whispered to Niall but loud enough so I could hear.
"Louis just leave her alone, she has a reason to be annoyed at us, after all you kidnapped her" Niall reminded Louis.
"Yea, whatever" Louis admitted before letting out a sigh. While Niall opened the car door for me.
"Ok, Heather come and just sit in the back please" persuaded Niall with his lips curving up in a little sympathetic smile.
Today was definitely going to be a long and very boring day.
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