Chances, Dreams, Kisses «Zayn fanfic»

kidnapped?

2nd update for the week! yippee!!

On with the story!

I wake up to a room beautifully painted with salmon-pink colored walls and a minty aroma wafting through the room. I couldn't exactly remember who brought me here and I definitely have no clue on where I am. The only thing I remember is waiting for Alex to pick me up then I call for a cab because he forgot to pick me up. I lay back down on the comfy bed then I slowly hear a squeaky sound.

I see somebody with a stick-like figure wearing all-black then it dawned on me. I was brought to a car, my mouth was covered with a handkerchief and next thing I know, I'm here!

Could I possibly be kidnapped? Worried thoughts start to flood my brain. Why is nobody looking for me? Where is my dad? Where am I?

The man quickly shuts the door. I try to chase him for answers but the door is locked. I feel my eyes start welling up. I've never gone through this before. Why is this happening to me. I crawl under the sheets of the bed trying to find comfort.

*knock knock knock*

The same man comes in the room carrying a tray of what seems like salad. How could someone expect a girl like me to eat this without knowing who or where it came from? "Eat up!" the man said with a deep voice then shutting the door. I seriously didn't want to eat because it might have poison or something so I just left it there to wither. After all, I am not that hungry. This is the part when I'm grateful that I train my body to eat less. I find myself wandering around the room looking for anything that could possibly tell me where I am but nothing. I just sit down on my bed thinking of all possible ways to get out of here.

...maybe I can use the fork on the salad to open the window...I tried but to no avail.

...maybe I can use the fork to pick the doorknob...

still. NOTHING.

I was seriously starting to get frustrated and more terrified. I could feel my cheeks start to heat up and my throat getting a lump. Something that would happen when I am about to burst.

A man of much bigger size suddenly barges into the room without knocking or whatsoever then suddenly puts a blindfold over my precious eyes.

"Put me down, you freak! If you want a ransom, well, you have got the WRONG girl!" I scream at the man carrying me.

"Put me down!!!!!"

The man finally puts me down. I could hear him breathing heavily probably out of exhaustion so I take this as my opportunity to escape but I first remove my blindfold to see..........

-to be continued-