Rescue Me (Niall Horan) (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 33: Uncovered The Truth

Tara's P.O.V

I kept pushing the food around on my plate with my fork. Feeling sick to my stomach didn't go with eating. I swear if I put anything in my mouth I'm going to be sick.

"I think your solo on Over Again was the best one yet for you!" Niall exclaimed to Louis.

"Really? I thought it was just okay, but if you say so!" Louis laughs.

"What about Liam's solo on Teenage Dirtbag? I swear his voice was perfect!" Zayn said.

"Awe thank Zaynie! But I have to say Niall is going to have to take the gold medal for his performance in Little Things. There was so much emotion in that! You can't hide the tears Niall. You were crying." Liam cooed.

"I second that!" I pipe up.

"That's just because you know he was singing to you!" Louis yelled across the table. I stuck out my tongue and Niall pulled me into my closer.

"Don't yell at my girlfriend!" He became defensive. Louis through his hands up.

"Fine, fine I give!" Louis rested his head on the table and Liam patted his back.

They carried on talking about their favourite and least favourite parts. I ended up zoning out because of my stomach. I wasn't sick, it was my guilt eating me alive.

"Niall.." I whisper.

"Hmm." He hums and looks at me.

"I'm going to head back now." He opened his mouth to protest, but I cut him off. "No you are not coming. The hotel is three blocks away, I'm walking and that's final."

I got up and left before he could say another word. Silence followed behind me so I knew he actually listened, and I couldn't be happier.

I want to go home and talk to Harry alone. He need to listen. I hate being the divider between them. It hurts me knowing that they are fighting.

The sky was dark, and barely any stars were out. The moon was blocked by grey clouds which made everything feel eerie.

Panic set in and I felt a cold wind from behind. I shuttered and started moving faster. I was only a block and a half away now, the hotel was lit up and clearly visible.

Suddenly as I pass my third alley a hand comes over my mouth and drags me down it. I kick with all my might, but the grip they have on me... It is all so familiar.

Rope bounds my hands and feet. It tightened around my wrists, they are going to be cut when get out of these. I was about to start screaming when the hand came off my mouth, but quickly I had a gag in my mouth.

There was little hope of me escaping by myself.