Gone

"Meet and Greet" 2

When I did wake up, the sun did not shine. Well, that's wrong. The sun barely peered through the tiny window about my head, it's ray of light right in the girls eyes. 

My hands were bound together to a wall with hand cuffs. Everyone else was in a similar situation. Niall had his hands tied with a thick rope. Zayn with wire. Harry with rope, exactly like Niall. The other girl had her hands tied with wire though a radiator across Niall who was right to me left. Zayn was on my right. 

Before deciding to scream my lungs out right then and there, but I noticed all the people asleep. Louis seemed to be the only one awake along with me. Everyone looked so troubled while they slept too. I mean, I couldn't blame them. We had just been abducted. Maybe if I hadn't been so nosy, then I would be driving to Adrianna's.

What day was it? How long did I sleep? As far as I knew, it was my second day in captivity. Yesterday night I was eating McDonald's. I was happy and free, but now I was here. 

"Pssst." I looked up in confusion. Who'd been awake? I didn't think it'd be Louis. "Psssst," the sound repeated but dragged it out. "Hey." 

I looked around, until I found the culprit. Louis must've fallen fast asleep within the minutes I first saw him awake. Niall sat next to me, his arms tied to the wall. He had red marks all along his wrists; rope burns. He smiled when I looked, his braces shiny. "Hi."

"I'm Niall," he began to explain, as if I didn't know who he was. As if this was the proper place to meet each other. As if I wanted to. My only interests were escape.

"I know. I was at your concert last night." His eyes brightened, his eyes blinded the sun instead of the other way around. He smiled again, and for a minute, I forgot where I was. Honestly, I forgot everything. 

"Really? What did you think? What's your name? Usually people tell their name after the other name is mentioned." He gave a cheeky smile, along with a wink.

"Well, it was okay. And Andrea." My smile that followed that was sympathetic. Emphasize the 'pathetic' part of 'sympathetic'. I knew we would be found within hours. If anything, a day. I was kidnapped with 5 boys in a worldwide famous boy band. If their management couldn't afford the best investigators, they couldn't afford anything. 

"Okay? Not fantastic?! Why?!" 

"For one, I'm more into other bands. Like Pierce the Veil, my favorite band of all time. And you don't get enough solos. I mean I know it is your first album and all, but why do you have so little solos? In my opinion, you are the best singer in the band. I also can't stand how you were forced into that mouth contraption. Your teeth were perfect before." His expression was priceless, and perfect. I'm sure my own expression was similiar. I never planned to tell anyone such a thing. I knew that was how I felt about Niall, but I questioned the reason of why I had to tell him. The whole thing felt like a movie. How the character accidently slips information, and regrets it, but at the same time, doesn't. Originally, I wouldn't have told him that. I wouldn't have told him any of that.

"Wow." His voice was surprised, easily told. "I never knew someone thought that. I'm told that, but no one was ever that serious about it. I've never believed it. I've never been told it with that much truth beheld." Stunned, I was. Him? Never believed such a thing? How absurd.

"You? Not believe that? Why? It's true." 

"Well, I'm the ugliest one in the band. I'm least favorite. Everyday I'm told to kill myself. Sometimes I think, why not? Why shouldn't I?" 

"Because so many people are fans of you. So many people would die for you. How could you not believe it?" The thought that this boy had thought of suicide, hurt me. How could he, of all people, think that the way? "Niall, you're amazing. You're funny, nice, caring, hot, considerate, humble, and have you ever even been on Tumblr?! You're always talked about. You're amazing, and perfect in every way. Please don't .... ever. For me?" I asked, like cute couple do. 

"Just for you," he said, smiling warmly. I giggled, until I heard something. 

"Charlie! You'll never guess what's written in the ads!" My eyes got as wide as deers in headlights. I told Niall be quiet, as I pressed my ear to the hollow wall. I lightly tapped, hearing hollow echoes. Must be a blocked vent. My ear felt the cool wall while everyone (More like Niall since the others were asleep) slept. The girl began to toss and turn.

"What, Isaac? And wheres that damned lighter? I've been craving the cigar all day, and now I can't get a damn lighter?" There was a loud slam, and the girl jolted awake along with Harry. Niall put his finger to his lip, and they understood.