Kidnapped! (Zayn Malik Fan-Fic)

Chapter 04:

"We have to protect her, do you not understand that?" A shaky deep voice said loudly.

What are they talking about? I can take care of myself, I'm not a child! Everyone treats me like I need to be babysat, but I'm nineteen why cant people see that! And why would complete strangers take me somewhere and want to protect me?

"Harry I do get that, its just you cant just kidnap her and take her away from her life, she's only nineteen." a girly voice spoke, which interrupted me out of my thoughts! Wait how does she know I'm nineteen?

"I can do whatever I want!" The deep voice seemed to get much louder and scarier which knocked me out of my thoughts once again, but also startled me.

"No you cant!" The girl sounding voice screamed! Her voice was so innocent and pure. It was warm and flowing like hot chocolate, but as soon as she became angry, the hot chocolate froze and her voice became like ice, cold and hard.

Everything was silent for a moment until alarming, pounding footsteps stomped away from the door, followed by other footsteps, but much lighter ones that made a light thump. It was silent, so silent that if a pin fell to the floor, it would sound as if the wall of china came crashing down. Whoever that girl was, she was right. These people cant keep me hostage. I had to escape! I got out of this bed which was very comfortable and I walked over to the door. I opened it quietly, but not quiet enough. The rusty hinges of the old door squeaked like fingernails on a dusty chalkboard.

I looked to the left and then the right. It was dark and the hallways looked like they could stretch out for miles. I walked down the hall as quiet as I could. I tried finding my way out of these hallways and I searched for a staircase or some kind of exit. I heard thudding behind me and I whipped around. Nothing. An eerie silence hung in the air, yet there was no one. I resumed my walking, but heard more thudding. My heart beat hard, and the air around me seemed to thicken. I was sure someone was following me. I froze in my tracks. The sound of footsteps continued for a stride then stopped. I tried to walk again, but my legs were jelly. If someone was following me, I'd be an easy target. trembling inside, I turned around in total fear.

There stood a dark figure. I was so scared, I couldn't even breathe right. I could see the outline of his curls, his face was pale which glowed in the dark hallway, and he spoke up, "Where do you think your going?" His thick accent made me shiver. He came closer, we were now inches apart. I asked "Where do you think your going?" He said in a harsher tone. I-I was looking for the bathroom, I lied.

"Your lying!" He shouted which made me flinch.

"I-I'm sorry," I whispered.

"What were you trying to do?" He yelled.

"Escape.." I mumbled under my breathe.

His irresistible green eyes turned darker, until it reached a dark forest green and black specs in his eyes. He came even closer, our chests touching, I took a big step back. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer, looking to my eyes but I didn't make eye contact. His eyes scared me. He inhaled and he was about to say something but he stopped, it didn't come out. He let go of my arm and backed away.

He looked at me like I was the monster. Which confused me. He turned around and took slow steady breathes, but then whipped around which made me flinch. I looked up at him but his eyes didnt have the specs of black, they changed red like cherries set into the deep shadows below his brow.

He stepped closer and I wanted to turn and around run but last time I did that, he still caught me. He kept coming forward, and he stopped when our noses were touching. He looked into my blue eyes which were staring into his red eyes, trying to show no fear.

He placed his hands on my chest and pushed me back into the wall, which made me wince in pain. I banged my head against the wall, which left a throbbing feeling and my head was pounding like someone was pounding my head with a hammer.

"Ouch." I groaned.

He pressed himself against me, "Get off me!" I growled with more courage then I was actually letting on.

"Don't worry this won't hurt a bit." He smirked leveling his fangs.

My eyes went wide. "Don't!" I objected.

"Shhh it won't hurt." He cooed.

"Please." I whispered.

His ice cold lips kissed my neck. And as soon as he was about to dig his fangs into my neck a scream to "STOP!" roared through the empty, dark hallway. A cold breeze swept passed me and all of a sudden he went flying across the hallway. He got up and looked at me, eyes black. I started running down the hallway, then I realized I was swept off my feet and into someone's arms, bridal style!

He ran in lightening speed around the house and I tried to see who it was that was saving me. I squinted my eyes expecting to get a better glimpse but everything was blurry. The wind started slowing down, so I suspected we were stopping. We came to a stop and he opened the door and shut it quietly and locked it. He stood me up, and I held onto his shoulder to keep my balance.

What's your name? I asked curiously. He chuckled and answered; "Zayn"

Zayn, even his name was considered perfect!

I looked at him and I couldn't even describe how gorgeous he was!

His height. The way his body carefully flows from pin-point to pin-point, no flaws being discovered. His tan skin covers his beautiful body. The perfect color of caramel just sets off his jet-black quiff; Gelled to perfection. Thinking of him is just a satisfying feeling. Moving on, let's focus on his muscles. I thought the boy with curly hair had the biggest biceps. But Zayn.... his hardcore body is hard to top in my eyes. The defiant six pack he is showing, with his shirt off- I melt. His whole face is wonderful; from his petite nose, to the simple studs he wears in his ears, to his incredible jawline that fractures his face perfectly. I love everything about him. The fact that he has almost perfect teeth- just this one little crooked one in the middle. The way his hazel eyes sparkle when he looks into the light. His long eyelashes actually compliment them. Everything about him was perfect.

"Is my hair messed up?" He asked worried. Feeling his hair making sure it was still perfect as can be.

"No, no!" I replied. "Its perfect!" I smiled.

He smiled back and then he spoke up, "I'm sorry about that! I really am, Harry cant control himself.."

"Harry?" I asked in more of a question.

"Yes, Harry! Did he not tell you his name?" He asked.

"No, we never talked, I was trying to leave this place, and he found me and he tried to kill me!" I said nearly crying.

"He should have introduced him self, and he also should have controlled himself, I am sorry we cant let you go, I wish we could, but we just cant!"

"But why?" I asked.

"I cant say, all you need to know is that your in danger and you need to be protected, I'm sorry." He said wrapping me into a hug, and I don't know why I didn't pull away, scream, and cry and beg to leave. I just buried my head into his chest and hugged him. We stood like this for a long while and I started getting real sleepy and I almost fell asleep in his arms.

He lifted me up and put me in a bed, I'm guessing his and he whispered "I'm here to protect you, I wont leave, I promise." I opened my eyes and nodded my head and smiled. He kissed my forehead and sat beside me and rubbed my arm lightly until I fell asleep.

A/N: I'm sorry its only a little bit, but today is my birthday and I am very busy today! I thank you for all the reads and I ask you to please vote and comment your opinion if you liked it or not. Inform me if I should start adding things or become more descriptive. I love you guys and I thank you!

Katelyn