What We're Gonna Be- Niall Horan (Sequel to I Wanna Save You Tonight)

Chapter 31

*NIALL’S P.O.V*

“Oh Niall, Niall, Niall…”

“What the fuck have you done?!” I raged, walking out of the room.

“Nothing, yet.”

“It was you?! You kidnapped her?!” I yelled at the top of my voice.

“Well, yes and no. I took her. Jake did the rest,”

“You fucking dick! Where the fuck is she?!” I yelled even louder.

“That’s for me to know, and you to find out.” He smirked, pushing me into the room and onto the floor, punching me in the chest, knocking the wind out of me.

Before I could react he had quickly closed the door and locked it. I limped over to the door.

“Curtis open this fucking door! Now!” I yelled.

I got no reply. I had my phone in my pocket I could call Aiden or Louis.

No signal. Great.

*MY P.O.V*

I was awoken by a punch in my stomach, and I cried out in pain.

“Wake up bitch.” It was Jake. “I understand that little Nialler went to Curtis’ house and knows you were there. I think it’s time that we paid him a little visit, don’t you?”

I looked all around me. I didn’t know where I was. I remember Curtis drugging me again, but that’s it. Had Jake moved me somewhere else?

He untied my feet and slung me over his shoulder effortlessly. I tried screaming but it just came out as muffled.

“Shut the fuck up, now.” He spat.

It was dark outside now, so no one would see me. He walked over to a van and opened the door with his free hand. He threw me in the back of it and slammed the door. I could hear him talking to someone on the phone.

“I’m on my way now.”

*NIALL’S P.O.V*

God knows how long I had been in this room for now. A few hours maybe? I don’t know. The door opened and Curtis appeared. I went to lunge at him.

“Ah ah ah!” he mocked. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he smirked, pushing me to the wall.

*MY P.O.V*

I had been in the back of the van for only a few minutes but I had used that time to try and get myself free. But I couldn’t. The ropes around my wrists were too tight my wrists were now bleeding. The van door opened. Jake leant inside and grabbed hold of me, dragging me out.

“Walk inside, or I will blow your brains out of that pretty little head of yours.” he spat, referring to the gun hidden in his pocket.