Hothead • Liam Dunbar

~Chapter Four~

Noah was awoken by the feeling of someone hitting his leg repeatedly. At first he ignored it, and then the kicking got harder; so with a low grunt Noah opened his eyes. It took a moment for his eyes to focus but when they did, the sight in front of him made them widen considerably.

The first thing he saw was a disheveled -yet still perfect looking- Liam Dunbar. His blue eyes were wide as he stared at Noah, his mouth covered with duck tape, and his hand were bound together messily. Noah took a quick glance around and saw that they were in a bathtub. They had been kidnaped.

Noah being Noah, tried making a sarcastic comment on how kinky this situation looked from his point of view when he released that is mouth was taped shut as well. He glanced down to see that his hands were bound together just like Liam's. When he looked back into the boys blue eyes memories from the hospital began to flood his mind. The memories confused him. He should be dead but he isn't, his stomach was torn to shreds -the blood on his shirt was proof of that- yet here he was feeling totally fine. Well totally fine other than the fact that he had been kidnaped.

Though he was internally panicking, he barely showed it but Liam could still see the slight fear in his eyes. For a while they just stared at each other seemingly calming down, but only slightly. Noah was first to break contact when he heard voices on the other side of the door. His eyes moved quickly from the shower curtain back to Liam's panicked eyes.

The sound of the door opening and footsteps entering the bathroom caused Noah's heart rate to speed up. The shower curtain was moved aside and both boys turned to face there captors.

Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski towered over the younger boys. Noah looked between both of them in shock, only question on his mind.

What.The.Actual.Fuck?

With a roll of his eyes, Stiles closed the curtain, ignoring Liam's muffled pleas for help. The juniors excited the bathroom to discuss what they were going to do next, leaving the younger boys alone to just stare at each other again. Both boys stayed silent and tried to listen to the conversation going on in the other room through the now open door.

"So you bit them." Noah heard Stiles say. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Scott bit me?

"Yeah." Scott confirmed casually.

"And you kidnaped them." Stiles continued.
Isn't that obvious, Noah though with a roll of his eyes.

"Yeah."

"And you brought them here."

"I panicked!" Scott exclaimed trying to defend himself.

There was a moment of silence before Stiles started again. "This isn't gonna end with us burying the pieces of their bodies out in the dessert is it?" As soon as those words left his mouth Liam began to cry out again, and Noah started to get angry. They weren't gonna lay a freaking finger on either of them if Noah had any say in it. In an attempt to calm Liam down a little, Noah nudged his leg with his own to get his attention. When blue met gray, he tried to give the blue eyed boy a look of reassurance. Noah was small and not very muscular but give him a weapon and he will cut a bitch.

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Within a matter of about ten minutes, Noah and Liam found themselves tied down to chairs glaring at the boys in front of them.