Thr33 (One Direction FanFic AU!)

Chapter Two

Harley’s POV

I don’t remember how but I fell asleep. Thank god last night was just a bad... I try to tug my arms but can’t. They’re chained to something. I open my eyes to the dim lighting and see I’m in a room. It has stone walls and concrete floor. There are stairs that lead to a barricaded door that can only be locked from the outside. My hands are bound behind my back to a rod that’s sticking from the ground and runs to the ceiling. My mouth is covered with duct tape but my feet are free. I hadn’t realized I wasn’t the only person in here until I noticed someone squirming next to me. It’s the girl in the red dress from last night. I look around her and see the other girl that I bumped into that night in the purple dress.

She’s still unconscious but I know she will soon be woken up. I look back at red dress and she has tears running down her face. Her duct tape is holding back her sobs and it pains me to see her like that. She looks a few months to a year younger than me and thats saying something since I’m only nineteen. Purple dress girl wakes up and she tries to scream and move her hands but can’t. She looks over at me and red dress with despair in her eyes and I know we are all thinking the same thing. What are we doing here?

The door swings open roughly and hits the stone wall in the process causing us all to jump. Three figures walk down the stairs and I notice one of them. He’s the guy from last night. I hear red dress scream regardless of the duct tape and move her arms behind her.

“There’s no need for all that beautiful. It’s not like you’re going anywhere anytime soon.” A guy with dirty blonde hair with a few black streaks running through it smirks. He has snake bite piercings, his eyebrow, cartilage and ears pierced with gages and a couple tattoos running along his neck and arms.

The girls and I all look at our kidnappers at the same time. The one that took me has curly brown hair, a lot of tattoos all over his body and his collar bone pierced with a few other facial piercings. The other one has dark black hair. His lip and left eyebrow are pierced and he has the most tattoos out of the three. He gives us each a smug smile before stepping closer to each of us. He rips off my duct tape first and I bit my lip trying not to cry in pain.

“Hmm Harry told me you were a speaker. So what’s your name?” He smirks leaning closer to me so that I can smell his cigarette breath.

I don’t respond. I move my head away from his gaze and he sighs. He forcefully pulls my face back to his and gives me a smirk before running his hand along my jaw. I look at all of his physical features minus the piercings and tattoos. He has light brown almost caramel colored eyes. An amazing jawline and honestly a perfect face. If we were not in here and this situation he would definitely be a dating choice.

“C’mon I asked you a question. What’s your name?” I still didn’t respond and I watched as his golden eyes turned hard and his face had a scowl. He grabbed my face harder between his hand and kept it in place. “Answer me!” He yelled but I kept my mouth shut. He removed his hand from my face and brought it to my neck. He squeezed tightly and I felt my breathing get cut. “Answer my fucking question or I will kill you. What. Is. Your. Fucking. Name!”

“Har... Harley.” I cough trying to get some air back when he finally takes his hand off my neck.

He smirks and moves onto red dress. I see the fear in her eyes and that just makes him laugh. He runs his hands lightly along her face and smirks when she tries to move away. He moves his hand to her mouth and gently moves them so they are hovering over her duct taped mouth. He puts a slim finger to his lips almost shushing her before ripping off the duct tape with more force than he did mine. She screams in agony and the other two boys laugh in the background. I forgot they were there.

“Niall told me you like to run. So I had to ya know keep these on.” He points to her feet that are tied together with rope. “We can’t have a pretty thing like you running away now can we?”

“Please... Please let me go...” She begs and that makes all three of them to laugh feeding off of her pain.

“And she begs boys!” Niall chirps.

“And why would we do that when the fun is just beginning. Now give me your name.” She looks over at me with fear in her eyes before he jerks her face back to him. “Don’t even try to pull that shit she just did. Now name.”

“Emily.” She whispers and he nods with a grin.

He then goes to purple dress. The last of us and I’m guessing he got her. She looks at him with hate and fear and I notice the scrapes on her legs. He runs his fingers lightly against them but she winces in pain.

“If you hadn’t have ran then this...” He grabs her legs and she screams through her duct tape tears falling down her face. “Wouldn’t have happened.” He release her legs and rips off her duct tape smiling at her pain. “Now why don’t you give me that name gorgeous.”

“It’s...” She trails off looking at the two of us before turning back to him. “Lizzie.”

“Don’t fucking lie to me!” He yells and she flinches back. “Now what is your real name. And if you lie again I will shoot your kneecaps right off.”

“Clover. My name is Clover.” She cries and he nods.

The guy stands and the other two walk over to him. They each give us a grin before turning to one another whispering something. I look over at the girls and mouth a ‘hi’ to them and they do the same. Emily has some blood trickling from her mouth because the duct tape tore some skin. I wish I could help her. I try wiggling my arms free again before curly catches me.

“Oh look Zayn. She’s trying to break free.” He grins and my eyes meet those golden ones once again.

“Why are we here?” I spit and they just laugh.

“Because we want to kill you love. Why else?” Harry shrugs and the other two nod.

“But why us?” Emily speaks up but her voice cracks in the process.

“Why not?” Niall responds and I wish I could slap that smirk off his face.

The three boys turn on their heels and head up the stairs. They open the door and leave us alone again in the room.

“I know who they are.” Emily and I stare at Clover who is still staring at the door.

“How?” I whisper and her gaze finally meets ours.

“The news. They’re the Triad murderers. It all makes since. There are three of us and three of them.” She whispers back and I nod.

“Then that means...” Emily trails off and nod once again.

“We’re going to die.”