Through the Dark // 1D [PROBABLY DISCONTINUED]

Ch. 8 [Through the Dark]

A/N:

Heyyy guys :)

I feel like I'm losing my readers... is my story too boring??? Comment your thoughts I would love to help make this better :(

Anywwaaaaayyyys

Niall Horan says we're all beautiful on Google Plus, THE Niall Horan, so be happy and feel loved, readers. :)xx

Here's the chapter that @lax_55 is threatening me to update...

*Hands gift to Annie*

Here you go enjoy my muffin you my dedicated READA we have good convos.

@skysong11 I miss talking to ya. Message me.

@LunaGibbons ... ... Your absense of comments has not gone unnoticed!!!! I LUV WHEN YOU REPLY !!!

@CharisHenderson - Hope you enjoy the chappie been a while since I heard of ya around here on da Wattpad ;)

Anyone else I missed, Hiiiii.

-Caitlin xx

[Yes I'm going with the "xx"  thing now. Don't judge]

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Niall's POV

The screams echoed in my brain and in my mind. I continued jogging down the block, hoping and praying that Bronwyn was okay.

My brain told me that she wasn't okay, something bad was happening.

I darted past an alley, but screeched to a halt when I heard a final scream of help from down the alley.

Cautiously, I slunk down, remaining in the shadows.

"I know you have money! Fucking hand it over!" Someone with a deep voice yelled.

Then the sound of someone choking rung in my ears. Now was the time to act, whoever was being choked could die!

I rushed forward, and stood, stunned, at the sight of four guys. One held Bronwyn against him, knife at her throat. The other three had knives and were threatening her.

My gaze darkened, and I rushed at them, my brain not processing anything but the urge to fight.

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Zayn's POV

I shifted restlessly in my bed. What was all this about Bronwyn? She seemed to be constantly frightened and mad... like someone had hurt her.

She didn't believe that anyone loved her.

Not that I loved her like that...

I have a girlfriend, Gail. Sure, management set us up, but I wasn't about to break her heart....

Cause I love Gail. I really do....

I think.

Shaking my head to clear the thoughts, I tried to think why all this about Bronwyn.......Bronwyn was a beautiful girl, she deserved to know it! So why was it that... She didn't believe in herself? She's probably sobbing somewhere, and I wish I could go find her. I wish I could just tell her not to cry...

But my stupid leg won't heal if I get up....

Resting my head against my pillow, I reached onto the nightstand and grabbed a sketchpad. Slowly, I started drawing, the pencil moving fast.