The Break Down

6.

(Taylor's POV)

Why the fuck am I always getting kidnapped?!?.. at this point I'm not even scared I'm just annoyed and angry. I look around this bedroom and take in what it looks like. I'm laying on a surprisingly large all white dressed bed and there is a huge mirror over top of a dresser across from me.

That's it....there are a few books but other than that there isn't much. I get off the bed slowly to not make any noise and I see a door inside the room. I peek through it to realize it's a bathroom.

There is a huge tub in the center of it then off to the side there is a beautiful glass shower. Overall it's a nice bathroom but hey, besides the point. Then the door opens behind me and I turn around to see of course the one and only man who took me.

I glare at him but he only smirks holding a plate of pancakes and eggs. "Why the face?" He takes the last piece of bacon on the plate and hands it to me. I look at his extended arm and then raise an eyebrow at him.

He looks me up and down then smirks shrugging. "Suit yourself babe." I roll my eyes and say, "don't call me that Ian." He looks at me wide eyed and says, "you remember my name!, wow and here I though we were just a one night stand you know.."

He sits down on the edge of the bed and takes in a breath then smiling lovingly. "That's what I call progress." I laugh sarcastically and then say, "and you know what I call this?" Pointing between him and I. He raises an eyebrow. "Kidnapping." I say with mock horror.

He laughs slightly and says, "ah the art of sarcasm. A girl after my own heart, I knew when Goldie picked you for me it was gonna be great." I stop and close my eyes. "Woah, wait." I put my hand out and open my eyes.

"Okay so two things...who the hell is Goldie?...and picked me for you?" He licks his lips setting the plate down and stands up walking towards me. I look him dead in the eye and he stands awfully close.

Despite how beautiful he is I refuse because I have Zayn. "Goldie, you have already met...and for me..well you'll find out soon enough." I look at him and swallow nervously as he stares intensely at me with his bright piercing blue eyes.

"What am I doing here Ian?" I ask him deeply. He grabs my hand pulling me out of the room and says, "follow me."
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(Zayn's POV)

I slowly open my eyes, my head ringing violently. I slowly look around and see only a tan room. The walls are tan although the floor is tan too, it's wooden and there is nothing else.

I look around in alarm and confusion when in head the door knob jiggles. I speed into the corner behind it and wait silently as the door opens. In walks a short woman with long blonde hair.

I slowly push the door closed and her head whips in my direction but I close in on her giving her a warning look. "If you scream I will snap your neck." She raises an eyebrow at me and then states.

"Listen Zayn, I don't feel threatened even in the slightest by you so chill." My eyes widen in shock and I take a step back. "How do you know my name?" She rolls her eyes and says, "well Ian brought you in here and said some stupid shit about this Zayn guy I'm guessing he's you."

I nod skeptically and ask, "where can I find this Ian person." She looks me up and down and then says, "he's busy." I glare and say, "listen I'm looking for my wife." She nods and says, "well I don't know who your wife is but she's not here Zayn I'm sorry."

I sigh and say, "I know she's here, now I don't know who you are but take me to her now and there will be no trouble." She looks at me confused and says, "I really have no idea what you're talking about, my cousin Ian brought you here last night because he said he found you passed out in our field right by my house."