[Niall's POV]
I could feel as panic began to creep up on me, my breathing becoming heavy and the taste of my tears salty on my lips. I just watched someone get kidnapped. It was ironic seeing as I had been kidnapped from the person I had grown so attached to. The only difference between Zayn and I was the fact that he actually had people who cared. People who wouldn't hesitate to start looking for him. Sure, they weren't e best of people, but we had managed to become close. I sat there, forcing myself to calm down and wait to see if those large men were planning on returning soon. But they never came. And I realized it became quiet in the messy motel room; almost quiet enough to hear the cars from the busy city a few miles off. Zayn's phone had stopped playing music. How could I have been so stupid? I picked up his phone, thankful that there wasn't a password that I would spend forever trying to solve. I scrolled carefully through Zayn's contacts and gave a relieved sigh when I found Liam's name. I just hoped he would actually pick up. I mean yeah, Liam was pretty responsible and normally had his phone on him. But he was talking nonstop to Josh lately. As happy as I was that Josh managed to find a relatively good guy (If you could consider a gang member as a nice guy) for himself, I really couldn't have one of Josh's calls interrupting me right now.
[Liam's POV]
I couldn't stop freaking out. Yaser ha called. Usually that wouldn't make me worry (at least, not this much). I guess it was just the fact that he had called several times that made me nervous. Most of he time, if I couldn't get to the phone, he would give up after 3 rings. Now what was I supposed to do? I didn't know if I should call back because this was yaser we were talking about. I chewed my lip, placing it down on the counter to ponder a bit. Really, I didn't think it would be a good idea to call back, but i couldn't just ignore this! Maybe I should just call the other lads instead and see if they heard anything? It seemed I had fallen seconds short because my phone was already ringing. Zayn was calling. I gave a sigh of relief, answering it almost immediately.
"Zayn, i'm so fucking glad you called! you wouldn't happen to know if--"
"Liam.." Niall's voice came through the speaker, laced with concern.
"Oh! Niall, hey. can you let zayn know that-"
"No, I cant. he isn't here." He said almost bitterly. He almost sounded angry? Did I do something wrong? I leaned on my arm, the cold counter making me shiver in the slightest as my brows furrowed with confusion. What could be wrong? "If I got you at a bad time I could always call back." I reassured, thinking maybe if something had happened with Yaser, it wasn't much I couldn't handle with the other lads.
"Zayn wouldn't be able to pick up, Liam." I could almost see Niall pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "He's gone, Liam. He's been taken." and only then, did I allow myself to start worrying.
A/N: Sorry sorry sorry. My laptop doesn't work and I've been trying to finish this up for a while. I feel terrible, yeah? Please forgive me? I'll give you a virtual hug if you do *Pouts*
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Our First (Ziall)
FanficWhen Zayn falls for his kidnap victim, can this cause problems for his gang? And when the victim, Niall, falls for him back, will they be able to maintain a relationship with their lives at stake. How far will they be willing to go for each other? A...