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Chapter 3

I woke up in a dark room. I couldn't remember what all happened and my whole body seemed to be sore because of the hard chair that I was seated in. I tried to wipe the sleep out of my eyes but I then noticed my hands were tied behind my back in a tight and uncomfortable position. I then tried to move my legs but they were tied to the chair as well. There wasn't much light in this dark room but the minimal light that was shining in from the small window in the corner was enough for me to make out some of the features of the room. It was basically a concrete box that I was trapped in. I looked around me a little and noticed that I was seated in the center of the small room and the door was to the left of me. The small window was in the right corner behind me and when I looked closely I noticed there were bars going across the small opening. I felt like I was stuck in a prison. How am I going to get out of here?

How am I going to get out of here? Is anyone going to save me? Is Harry going to try to help me? I sure hope so, he is most likely the only one who knows I'm gone. Wait, does Mikayla and Keara know I'm gone? She was on he phone when I got attacked. Maybe she called the... I was broke out of my thoughts when I heard a creek to the left of me, the door was opening and a figure walked in. The figure closed the door and walked to stand in front of me. The small amount of light shone on his face revealing a few of his features. He had blonde hair that was pushed up a little to the left. He had dark blue eyes that seemed to stare right into your soul. He had a tall frame and a lot of tattoos like Harrys. I also noticed the small piece of metal sticking out of his eyebrow. My eyes traveled to his body where his white t-shirt was ripped slightly and the material clung to his toned chest.

"About time you wake up. I've been waiting all day princess." A smirk tugged at his lips.

"Who are you and where are we?" I didn't know how long I was asleep but I knew I had to have been here for at least a day by listening to his choice of words.

"My names Horan, Niall Horan." I scoffed and rolled my eyes. He didn't like that to much. In one swift move he was behind me with a sharp switch blade pressed against my neck. I could feel it drawing blood and I could feel the hot tears streaming down my face. "Baby, no need to be disrespectful. While your here you listen to my rules. Do you understand?" My neck was burning and I didn't want to answer him. "Answer Me!" He pressed the knife slightly harder against my skin.

"Y....ye..yes." I choked out. My voice came out low and groggy. My tears were hot and rolling down my cheeks. Niall removed the switchblade from my skin and appeared back in front of me. He leaned down so that I was eye level with him. Despite the pain in my neck I looked down and away from his peircing blue eyes. His hand wrapped around my chin lightly bringing it up to look at him again. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip.

"Wh..why me?" My question came out barely a whisper but he still heard me. He brought his index finger to my cheek and wiped my tears away. His hand went back to my chin and he began to lean in....oh shit he's going to kiss me! At the last second I turned my head so that his lips hit my cheek instead of my lips. I watched as his cheeks flushed red with anger. Right when I thought he was about to say something the door burst open. We both turned our heads to see an angry Harry standing in the doorway.

A/N: sorry for any mistakes I'll fix them as soon as possible! Please comment!! Thanks darlings❤