Perrie invited all the girls to her and Zayn’s flat for what was basically a therapy session. I had no problem with it; I think we all needed to get something off our chest. Since we were doing a “girl’s night” Zayn felt the need to take all the boys out to some fancy hotel for a similar thing. With a sigh, I turn my car into Perrie’s complex and my thoughts dawdled back to Harry.
Today was supposed to be all girls, so that meant I had to leave my phone in the car- Perrie claimed it was so we didn’t have the urge to text the boys. As I pull up into a parking space, I can’t help but check my phone for texts. There was one from Harry saying, “I love you xx” and another from Perrie saying, “I see you. Put your phone down and come in.”
“Only you Pear,” I giggle before sliding my phone into the glove compartment. I grab my bag of clothes and my wallet before locking my car and walking up to Perrie’s place.
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“Hey Jo-jo!” Carlie shrieked as I climbed the second set of stairs to the flat. She was a staircase below me, so I stopped and waited for the short blond to catch up.
“What’s up Car?” I ask while we continue our trek to Perrie’s.
“Nothing much. I’ve been looking forward for tonight, for like ever. It’s boring without Niall around,” She trailed off.
“Hey! Like Perrie said, “No boys”! It’s a girl’s night for God’s sake!” I crow as we reach the door. As I push the door open, Carlie and I are engulfed in extremely loud Cher Lloyd music and a chorus of, “Hey!”
Liz and Elle were in the couch tossing popcorn from a large porcelain pink bowl into their mouths. Perrie obviously had too much fun with the “girl’s night” idea. Hung from the amber walls were hot pink and purple streamers. They ran through the kitchen, the living room and even down the hall. Pear had also littered light pink balloons on the floor and even purple and pink confetti. I couldn’t fight the smile growing on my face as I kicked through the balloons and confetti. I bumped into Perrie once I entered the ocean of streamers in the hallway.
“You out did yourself,” I laughed over the chorus of Cher’s I Wish.
“There’s no such thing!” Perrie squealed. I roll my eyes and deposit my bag in her room.
As I fight my way out of the hallway, I noticed that she had mini-strobe lights lining the couch.
“This is crazy!” Carlie yelled over the music.
“I know!” I yell back.
Perrie really out did herself just to make us smile. She was right too. But, despite the fact the “no technology” rule, I grabbed a camera and recorded Liz and Perrie performing a very off-pitch and loud cover of Katy Perry’s Roar. Eleanor tossed a handful of MnMs-which were pink and purple- at me.
“Put the camera down and sing with me!” She chortled. I happily obliged and set the camera down. I quickly hooked it up so it could charge for later moments.
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“You guys don’t have to do this,” Perrie breathed. I pulled a garbage bag over my shoulder and Elle dragged one over.
“It’s no big deal. You’ll get the pizza while we’re gone and we’ll get most of the trash away.” Elle hummed. “There are two of us and its only 10, so it’s not like we’re going to get kidnapped.”
“Okay,” Perrie sighed. “Hurry back!”
Elle and I walked down the stairs quickly and headed to the garbage corral.
“I hate how they have no lights over there,” Eleanor complained.
“I know. It’s really creepy.” I mutter as we near the dark area. A van pulls up to corral and a single man gets out and pulls several trash bags from the back.
“He must’ve had a major party,” Elle giggles.
“Yeah,” I slowly drawl. I felt like there was something fishy going on.
“Need help?” I jumped; my heart was racing a mile a minute from that disembodied voice. I then notice a second guy exiting the van.
“Yeah, I mean if you don’t mind!” Elle coos. The man walks over and grabs the bag from her.
“Thanks,” She breathed and rubbed her sore wrist. The man walked back over and looked at me.
“And you?”
“Oh yeah, thanks!” I mutter quickly while handing him the bag. Our hands brush and I feel wool instead of flesh. Why would he be wearing gloves?
“Let’s go El-” I turn around, wanting to get away from these sketchy men. As I look to the spot she was in, I hear a scream.
“Let go of me!” One of the men hooked his arm around Elle’s waist and tossed her in the back of the van.
I have to warn the others. I turned and started sprinting back to the apartment, furiously smacking my pockets as I did so. Damn Perrie’s rule! My side began to cramp and I was heaving, but I forced myself to keep going to save the girls. I hopped up the stairs and slammed my fist repeatedly on the flat door.
Perrie answered with wide eyes, “What’s going on Jordyn?”
“Eleanor was kidnapped!” I shriek. I push past Perrie and into the kitchen to dig for a phone. I noticed the camera and set it to record and aimed it at the door. Carlie sat on the counter as pale as a sheet.
“Are you for real Jordyn?” She breathed. I stop searching and rest my hands on the counter in front of me.
“Why would I lie about this?”
Carlie was off the counter and digging through drawers with me until a chorus of screams littered the house. Carlie hooked her fingers around the porcelain popcorn bowl and turned to face the door. There were five men dressed in black and they were yelling orders at one another. Carlie heaved the bowl across the room and nailed one of them in the head.
Three of the men turned and one hissed, “That’s the Styles girl! Grab her,”
I backed up to the counter and grabbed whatever was behind me. A plate was my only item to protect myself. When the man went near me I brought it down on his head and tried to run past the one blocking the exit way.
He put a rag over my mouth and nose and I watched enough horror movies to know that this was more than likely chloroform. As my vision began to get hazy, I saw that the room was in ruins and Carlie looked at me with terrified eyes. I turned my head slightly, trying to fight the man’s arm off in my weak state before everything fell black.
A/N:
I hope you enjoy this chapter, I for one enjoyed writing it. The next chapter will be up soon!
