Code Black (N.S)

47.

Niall's POV

He did it. He stole my virginity. I couldn't do anything about it, seeing as though I was already weak from crying and I was tied firmly to the chair, there wasn't any way I could stop it.

He didn't say anything to me when he finished, once he was done with me. He simply left but not before he laughed at the state I was in, quite obviously finding amusement in the pain that I was in. It broke my heart to think that I had lost it like this. I had always wanted to lose it to someone who meant something to me, someone who I knew cared about me.

I wanted to get out of here but I had no idea where I was and I had no way to contact anyone. For all I knew, everyone probably thought I was dead at this point, even I was surprised that I was still alive. 

I also had no clue as to how long he intended to keep me here and I had no way of finding out. 

My life just seemed to be getting worse. 

Liam's POV

Louis, Zayn and I spent the whole day worrying about Niall. Aside from a long phone call with Danielle, in which I told her everything that we had discussed, it was almost completely silent. 

It was now around three in the afternoon and the police hadn't said anything to us since they had begun the investigation, so that led me to believe that they hadn't yet found anything.

Even though I knew Niall the best out of the three of us and would most likely be the one to be way over dramatic about the situation, it was surprisingly Louis that took on that role. Granted, I always tried to stay level headed in bad situations, as I knew that if I freaked out like everyone else did, we would all be panicking way too much.

Zayn did care that Niall was gone but I could tell that he was hiding his concern. I guessed that he has the same thoughts as I did. Sadly, Louis didn't see it like we did. He was pacing the room nervously, biting his nails and asking Zayn and I 'what if's'.

"What if we never find him? What if the police can't find him?" he paused and let out a trembling breath. "What if it's too late?" 

The short time it took me to get to know Louis, I realised how dramatic he could be, so I wasn't exactly surprised that his mind jumped straight to that. I let out a short breath and stood up to comfort Louis, who was now trembling, broken sentences containing many different curse words falling through his lips. 

"It'll be okay. Niall's strong, he'll be alright," I reassured him, not fully believing my words but willing to sound as honest as possible. 

Whilst I was trying my hardest to calm Louis down, I could hear Zayn's phone buzz, the tanned boy looking down at his phone and frowning. 

"Who was that, Zayn?" I asked, my arms were still wrapped tightly around Louis, who was still shaking in my hold.

"Oh, it was no one," Zayn mumbled, though I didn't believe him. He avoided my eyes and stared at the floor whilst biting his lip, an obvious sign that he was in fact lying to us.

"Seriously, Liam. Don't look at me like that. It wasn't anything important," Zayn said when he saw my expression.

I didn't say anything after that, though I made it clear that I didn't believe him.

It was now silent, as Zayn was still deep in thought about whoever had texted him and I didn't know what to say, besides drill Zayn more about what was bothering him, which I knew that he wouldn't really appreciate.

So I kept silent and hoped that the police would call me about Niall soon. I could feel the anxiety start to build up.

A minute or so later, I heard the doorbell ring. I headed out of my room and walked to the door to unlock it. I slowly opened it, shocked when it revealed Harry.