Johanna POV
"Where the hell is it" I said while putting my ice cold hands in my coat pockets. I had been waiting for the taxi to get to the airport for what seemed like forever but was actually about half an hour. I had just arrived to London and was headed to the apartment that I was going to be sharing with my older sister. I was going to start Oxford this year and my sister was in her second year of college and allowed me to move in with her instead of staying on campus. I know what your thinking why would you move in with your sister when sisters are annoying and all but in actuality me and my sister were like two peas in a pod.
"Finally" I mumbled to myself as I saw a taxi pull up infront of me. After I had put my bags in the trunk or boot whatever these British people call it I climbed in the backseat.
"Good evening mam where to?" He asked.
"149 homles chapel please" I responded (A.N I know Holmes chapel isn't a street but I couldn't think of anything else to bare with me please thank you)
"No problem" He said while turning on the radio.
" We interupt this radio broadcast to inform everybody that Niall Horan, leader of The Ferocious, has escaped prision and has been spotted here in London on many occasions in many places. He has died blond hair, blue eyes, many tattoos, peircings, and is about 5'8. He is a very dangerous man so be on the look out for this man and stay safe. If you spot this man or have any question or concerns please contact the police. Thank you now back to your regular broadcast."
"Wow" he said.
"I just hope he doesn't hurt anybody" I said. When I looked up I noticed he was already looking at me.
"That's awfully nice of you to say Johanna considering you might just get hurt that is unless you decide too be good."
"What do you mean and how do you know my name?!" I questioned. It was at that moment I noticed his blond hair peeking out of his hat and his tattoos hiding under his sleeves. I also noticed holes in his lip where piercing would be.
" Oh my god y-y-your N-N-Niall H-Horan" I stuttered while trying to open the door to the cab.
" Yes I am Johanna Williams and its useless to try its child locked." He sais . He must have noticed me trying to escape.
"Let. Me. Out" I said through gritted teeth. He just ignored me.
" let me out you stupid son of a bitch" I yelled. I wish I could take it back because as soon as the word left my mouth he slammed on the brakes took the keys out the ignition and opened his door then slammed it shut. I tried my very best to escape when he headed towards my door. Suddenly he yanked my door opened and I screamed.
"Shut the hell up" he yelled. He grabbed my ankle and yanked me towards him out of reflex I kicked him on the chest.
" You know what" he said,
"I'm done playing games with you." He said the next thing I know he jump on my pins me down with one hand holding my arms above my head and the other putting a rag up to my nose. Now me being me decided to be stupid and breath in the sweet smell. Then I see stars and right before I get swallowed by darkness I think this is it I'm gonna die. He's gonna kill me. This is the end. Or so I thought.
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FanfictionOne chilly night Johanna was out waiting for her taxi to arrive to the airport. She had just arrived in London and she was on her way to her sisters apartment near their college, Oxford. It was her first year at the college and she was going to be s...