(A.N: After this chapter it gets better... I think xD)
Liam's POV:
I sigh as I look out the window, still holding the girl who goes by the name of Claire. I wish we didn't have to do this. The poor girl doesn't even know whats going on! I hated having to jab her in the arm with a needle, especially since she didn't expect it at all.
"What's wrong, Li?" Harry asks me, breaking me from my thoughts, turning around in his seat.
"Don't act like you don't know," I snarl back at him.
"Look, I know you didn't want to go through with this in the first place, but we had too. We had no choice!" Harry exclaims.
I sigh, "I know, I know, it's just, it seems so wrong. What will happen if she tells someone?"
"Then, we won't let her go. We will also make sure she doesn't escape." Harry assures me.
Louis was driving, Zayn in the passenger seat. Niall and Harry were in the middle. I was in the back with Claire.
Louis speaks up, "Claire has to stay with us anyway. She has no choice."
I look down at Claire again. Her eyelids start to flutter open, and I notice she has the prettiest blue eyes. How could I have not noticed that? We have been watching her for a few weeks. I asked her for her name so she didn't figure it out. I didn't want her to be more afraid than she already is.
"Where am I?" Claire says, her words slurred from the drug. I think she starts to remember what has happened and where she is, because she starts to cry again. I pull her to my chest.
"Shh, go back to sleep love, were almost there." I say soothingly
I can tell she tries to fight her heavy eyelids, but then she gives up. Finally, she falls back into a peacefull sleep.
Somewhere in that timeframe, I fall asleep too.
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Hi again!
Sorry for the crappy ending too, I didn't know how to end it.
What do you think will happen next? ^~^
Well, bye my lovelys!
~Anna
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