Hostage || Louis Tomlinson

C H A P T E R O N E

It sucks being an art student with no money. I've got a big art project coming up, but no materials. And no money to buy them with.

The bank is big and very clean, quite nice for a bank. I walk over to one of the machines in order to take out my money.

It's not working. Just my luck.

Sighing impatiently, I walk across the hall, further towards the doors where there's a free machine. As I reach it, somebody collides with me, and I stumble backwards.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" his voice says, his hand pressed to my arm to help me balance.

"Oh, it's fine," I laugh, rearranging my bag strap.

"Here, you go first," he says kindly, and I look up. He has blue-green eyes, and brown hair hanging slightly over his face.

My eyes widen as I take him in. "You're -"

And suddenly there is a huge bang and my sentence is cut off. Somebody screams.

His grip on my arm intensifies and I look up at him, panicked.

"What's happening?" I ask softly.

"I don't know," he bites his lip, looking round. I gasp when I see the men in black, guns held loosely in their hands. He pushes me backwards slightly as they point at him.

"There! Grab him!" A man's gruff voice yells.

He is wrenched away from me and I see them knock him out with the butt of a gun.

"Louis!" I yell, because of course that's exactly who he is; Louis Tomlinson, of One Direction.

The men eye me up, and suddenly my world, too, goes dark.

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Look at that, I've started yet another fanfic. I really should just focus on one. *hides face* I'm sowwy!

So idk where this fanfic is going. I just make it up as I write. Oops?

At the top (not sure what that thingy is called) is '7 Years' by Lukas Graham. Not relevant, but my favourite song at the moment. Give it a listen :)

Also thanks to rain_bows123 for voting and commenting on everything. Thanku!