The Neighbors (One Direction)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Zayn's view

"Guys, no, she's not here! She's not anywhere!" Louis ran his hand forcefully through his hair. We searched everywhere from the party, to our house to anywhere we think she could of gone. We even called the police and filed a missing person report. But they weren't much use.

It's about 3 in the morning and we are at the house. The police had just left and told us to get a good nights sleep and that they would take care of it. But how could we? Grace is missing and we are too worried to close an eye.

"Guys, wait!" Liam shot up grabbing the Tv remote and turning it on.

"What is it?" Harry was first to ask.

"...prisoner has escaped from fort county jail. Please if you see this man call the police right away, he is very dangerous." The news lady said on the Tv as Grace's dad's picture showed up on the screen. We all gasped.

"He has her!" Louis yelled breaking down. His hands covered his face as he bend over, elbows on his knees. Harry went over to comfort him and put a arm around him.

I saw Liam pull his phone out and call the police again, probably telling them that Grace is with her crazy abusive dad.

Oh god I hope he doesn't hurt her!

~•Next morning•~

Grace's view

"Ouch, ouch!" I repeatedly touched around the bruise on my knee. I don't remember getting it or how I got it. But I probably just kneed something hard, I don't know. Really all I remember from last night was being at the party with the boys and playing tag with Jack and Tyler.

Now I'm in this small room I guess, I don't really know. It doesn't look familiar but it kinda reminds me of something I saw in a movie with the boys. What'd Niall call it again?

A... Basement! Yeah!

I guess I'm in a basement somewhere. The basement looks like someone lives here, with a couch, small bed, table, and other things to fill the room. Then there's a wooden staircase that goes up to a door.

I'm sat on the cold hard floor, my bruised knee stretched out in front of me, leaning against a empty wall. I just woke up and I was here. I haven't had a chance to explore much but now I'm just too bored to just sit here. And I'm getting hungry.

I slowly stood up from the ground and ignored the slight pain in my knee as I walked around. My stomach growled at me, begging for food.

I was happy to see a small fridge, I quickly ran over to it and opened it up. But my face fell seeing just bottles and bottles of beer. I slammed it shut hearing them loudly clink and clank together on the door of the fridge. I winced hearing that then loud footsteps upstairs.

"What the hell?!" Yelled a voice that sound too familiar. My eyes widened realizing who it was. I quickly turned around and froze in my spot, heart beating faster then I could count.

Suddenly the door at the staircase slammed open and the footstep came down the stairs.

"Ah, I see your finally up!" He evilly grinned at me. I didn't move, speak, or even breath. He came down the rest of the stairs till he stood in front of me. "Oh, you remember me, right? I lived with you and raised you from the beginning, right?" He said like it was obvious. But of course it was, how could I forget him?!

"Or did that boy band make you forget who I was?" He hissed in my ear. "Come on, speak and tell me. I would love to know." He encouraged.

I just stood there holding my breath and looking anywhere but him. I didn't want to give him the encouragement of me speaking to him.