The backyard

Chapter 10

Michael is pictured as Ansel Elgort.
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"B-" a knock on the door cuts Louis off.
Sasha backs away, confused and teary eyed.
I look through the peep hole, I see nothing.
I put my hand on the knob and open the door.
A big figure stands there, and it's not Layla.
"Hello, Kristina." A deep voice says.
"Who the hell is that?" Harry says
"Well, it's not Zayn." Liam responds to him.
"Well, duh Liam!" Harry screams.
Sasha comes forward. "Michael?!"
Michael?
No one moves. The room is dead silent.
"Where's Niall." I spit
"Niall? I haven't seen him."
"Your a fucking liar." Sasha says harshly.
He laughs.
"What the hell is so funny?" I say.
"Oh, nothing."
"Who is this, Kristina?" Louis says.
"We'll tell you later."
"Tell him about me? Please. You don't even know me."
"What are you even talking about?" Sasha says.
"Come out in the hall and I'll tell you." I couldn't see well but I'm pretty sure he's smiling.
"No." Sasha says. "Guys? Do you mind leaving the room?"
I start to say something but Sasha puts a hand up.
The boys walk out the room.
I sigh and turn back to Michael.
"Now, tell us." Sasha crosses her arms.
I could still sense him smiling.
"It was all an act."
"What was?" I say.
"Everything we went through. I was never really your 'best friend'." He puts quotation marks with his hands when he says best friend. "I know all your secrets. I will tell everyone everything about you if you don't do what I say."
"Everyone? What do you mean by that?" Sasha says, confused.
"Everyone who is close to you. They think they know everything about you when they really don't."
"Sasha what does he mean? What do I not know?" I look at her.
"I'll tell you one thing. Joshua was his name, correct?" He says to me.
"Josh? My ex?"
"Sure."
"What about him?" I ask.
"Well, him and Sasha. Let's just say they fucked."
I was shocked. My legs felt weak. I sink to the ground, sitting on my knees.
"Kristina I-" Sasha starts to say.
"Don't talk to me." I spit at her
"I can explain-"
"I said don't talk to me!" I yell.
I could hear someone come out the room.
I look up to see Harry run over to Michael. "Leave. Now, or I'll break your neck." He sharply says.
Michael backs away, probably not even scared.
I swear I heard him chuckle but I push the thought out of the way.
I stand up and head over to my things. I take my jacket, wallet and keys and head towards the door.
"Where do you think your going?" Harry says.
"I'm leaving." I say, not looking at him.
"Where?"
"I'm going to find Niall."
"Then I'm coming with you." I look over at Liam, who has his jacket already.
I shake my head. "No. It's my fault he's missing."
"How? How is it your fault?" Harry says, walking over to me.
I don't say anything. I couldn't think of anything.
I turn and walk out.
"Kristina!" Harry screams.
I ignore him and keep walking. I turn a corner and feel something over my mouth. I try to get it off but someone is tying my hands?
I try to kick them but then someone else takes my legs and ties them.
I try to scream. It doesn't work.
Everything after that is a blur. There are three figures. Two of them walk in front of me.
I try to focus.
My vision comes back a little. The one on the right has brown or black hair. Probably Michael.
I then focus my eyes to the one on the left. He has blonde hair?
No. It can't be. Its not. I think to myself.
I can't control my movements so I start kicking.
The guy carrying me punches me in the side. "Stop moving, love." He says sharply.
Zayn?
The voice replays in my head. Stop moving, love. Sounds like him.
"It's Zayn. By the way."
I start to panic, then everything goes black.
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Niall's POV
Kristina walks over to the living room and sits on the couch, turning on the TV. I sit down next to her.
"Hey."
"Hey" she says.
"Remember when we use to walk on the beach together with our parents?" I bring it up, out of the blue.
"Yeah. Fun times."
I sit back. "I miss that."
She looks down at her hands and smiles. "Me too."
"We-" a cellphone ringing cuts me off.
I check mine. Nope.
I look over at Kristina, she takes out her phone and answers it before I could see who's calling her.
She walks off into another room.
I swore I could've heard a door open but I ignore it.
Seconds later something goes over my mouth and my hands are tied. I try to scream but I can't.
I struggle to break free.
"Stop moving. God." He whispers. I don't recognize the voice.
Seconds later they are carrying me out the door. I panic. I kick, but it doesn't work.
I soon see nothing.
***
I wake up to a bright light shining on me.
I try to cover my eyes but my hands are apparently tied to a chair?
I squint my eyes and try to look around. I don't see anything.
The light goes dim. Just slightly, but it still blinds me.
A figure walks toward me. I don't recognize it.
"Hello, Horan." He says.
I realize I don't have cloth over my mouth.
"Who are you." My throat hurts.
"She didn't tell you?"
"What? Who?" I ask
"Kristina."
Kristina. God. I don't know how long it's been but I miss her.
"Tell me what?"
"Oh, Horan. You'll find out sooner or later." He smiles and walks out the room.
***
I sit there with my head down, looking at my lap for about, oh I don't know. 3 hours.
I hear the door open. I look up and see three figures carrying someone. They basically throw/set them down.
One of them walks over to me. They take me out of the chair and put me against the opposite wall of the-women?
I'm too weak to fight back so I let them do whatever to me.
He ties me to something just like he did to her. I'm just on the other side.
"Have fun, Horan." The voice says.
They all walk out and lock the door behind them.
Leaving me and her in the room.
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