Insane

//"Fun"//

Chase's POV

The best thing to do, is not drink. I've been sitting, face first, in Liam's toilet for an hour.

"Hey Chase, you sure you don't need anything?"

"Yeah, I just need to get rid of this hangover." I have him a light laugh, attempting to signal that I'm alright. He's asked me that about thirteen times.

As soon as I felt more of the alcohol I had begin to arise, I shut the door in his face and began another vomit session.

Around thirty minutes later, I believe I had everything out. I at least hope so. I searched around in Liam's cupboards for a spare toothbrush. Lucky me, there was one.

Once I finished brushing my teeth, I went into the kitchen to find Liam already making breakfast with what I'm assuming he had laying around here already.

"So, you got really shit faced last night."

"Yeah, I know. Did you bring me back here or did I stumble on my own?" I smiled a little towards the end.

"I just decided to bring you here, I'm not sure what dorm you lived in and I didn't want you puking on the streets."

"Did we do anything?"

He stepped back and started rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Please tell me you used protection."

"Yeah," he laughed, "I found the

empty wrapper this morning."

"So is everything still friendly between us?"

I didn't want a relationship with Liam. He's a nice looking guy and all, I just don't want a long term type thing with him.

"Yeah, we can still be friends."

"Okay, good. What are you making? It smells great."

I started sniffing the air like a puppy, which made Liam attempt to stifle a smile.

"Eggs, and bacon. I hope you're not a vegetarian."

"Believe me, I'm not." I smirked.

After breakfast, I bided Liam a goodbye, and headed towards my dorm. Apparently Liam didn't live in a dorm because of the 'loud and obnoxious neighbors'. I didn't mention to him that loud and obnoxious neighbors only exist on the boys dorm halls.

When I made it back, I slipped my key into the door and pushed the wooden barrier open to reveal Harry. Sitting on my bed.

"What are you doing here?"

I looked around the room in search of Niall, maybe even Dani, but found no one besides the quiff haired boy sitting in front of me.

"Where were you?"

"Wha-"

"I said, where have you been all night?"

"Liam's flat."

"I told you not to speak to him. Did you guys do anything?"

Almost instantaneously, my cheeks began a whole other blood flow on its own.

"What did you do?"

"I don't remember. But I left with Liam because I got completely messed up, and you left me for some god forbid reason."

"Dammit Chase! I told you to stay away from Liam!"

He began walking towards me, backing me against the nearest wall.

"Why does it matter what I do?"

"Because I fucking say so!" He punched the wall, right beside my face.

I just flinched, and brought my hand to his shoulder to jerk him back.

"Please go."

"No. I told you to stay away from Liam, and that's exactly what you're going to do. Got it?"

I looked him dead in the eyes, looking for any source of amusement. When I found none, I slowly walked to my drawers and grabbed a few items I needed for a shower, and I made my way out of the door.

When I arrived back from my shower, I found that Harry was gone. And Dani had yet to show up. Speak of that, I hadn't seen her since the party yesterday. I pulled out my phone and called Niall to find where this Colorado lady left to.

"Hey, have you seen Dani?"

"No. We left the party last night and i dropped her off back at the dorms. Why?"

"I haven't seen her all day, it's eight now. She hasn't been back here once."

"I'm sure she's fine. Ill let you know if she calls me."

"Okay, thank you Niall."

I ended the call after that. I really hope she knows what she's doing.

Dani's POV

It was probably three in the morning when I stumbled home. Niall helped me get here, but he didn't stay. I didn't bother to brush my teeth, or even change. Despite the fact that I could barely walk, I couldn't focus long enough to do so.

After I crawled into bed, the door slowly creaked open. I figured it was Chase coming in shortly after I did.

Boy I was wrong.

This person was very tall, and from what I could tell, had done this sort of thing before.

He smelt of axe and Marlboro Lights.

He turned on the light, and made his way to my bed. He looked me up and down. From my blurry vision, I could still tell this person didn't have the best intentions.

He leant down next to me ear, closer than I would prefer, and whispered

"I'm going to have fun with you. Harry sent me a good one."

I didn't know what he meant at the time, so I just turned on my stomach, and attempted to sleep. Even in my drunken state of mind, it was probably not the best thing to do.

As I was lying on my stomach, he grabbed both of my hands and tied them together, and taped my mouth shut. He threw me over his shoulder, and walked right out of the door. We made it to his car. It was a little red Toyota. Not what you would expect a kidnapper to have.

Now that I'm recapping, there are plenty of students that stumble into the dorms at three in the morning. Why didn't anyone stop him?

They probably thought we were just a really kinky couple. I mean, this man was beautiful. Nothing that could even be remotely related to a serial killer could compare to him. Maybe that's why he does this sort of thing, because he can get away with it.

And now I get to this part of my story. The current situation I'm in. I have officially sobered up, and it's probably night by now. I've been awake since the incident. When we arrived here, to where ever this place is, I was placed into a pitch dark room on a comfortable yet creepy mattress.

Which led to my current questions I'm contemplating on.

What does Harry have anything to do with this?

Is anyone even looking for me?

A/N: AWWWW SNAP IM SORRY BUT MY FRIEND AND I WORKED REALLY HARD ON THIS AND SOME FEEDBACK WOULD BE REALLY GREAT THANKS WE LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH HAVE A NICE DAY