Zayn's pov
I looked at Harry and Louis both had kitten ears on top of their heads.
"You're disgusting" i scoffed no doubt bad things were gonna happen to us all.
I watched as a whip collided with Louis's back side he leans on Harry whimpering.
Niall was knocked from the hard slap he had got for screaming at our captors to fuck off.
And i puked from being licked on the cheek lord his breath smelled like shit.
"I'm what!" The man yelled grabbing my neck i growled lowly "you're disgusting" i spat in his face and tried my best to scoot away.
Niall groaned slowly waking up he looked over at Harry and Louis who were being now tied up.
Louis was seated by Niall and Harry was seated by me how in the hell did we manage to get caught.
❄️Niall's pov❄️
I stayed quiet I felt like i couldn't breathe from being slapped so much my cheeks hurt.
I didn't want to say anything i was afraid of being choked like Zayn or even worse.
I felt cold hands trail to mine and grip it i looked over at Louis and held his hand he was beaten up more than i was.
The small whip marks on his body didn't stop bleeding i whimper against the tape on my mouth.
I knew I shouldn't have went in the baes- Wait a minute this room looks so familiar.
It kinda looks like the room Zayn tells me not to go in but i do it was in the basement it was a secret.
It's only a secret because Zayn usually had weapons he didn't want me to touch or he was angry or to paint and he didn't like when people touched his paintings and drawings.
I looked around it was the room he noticed by the door it had some of Zayn's art things.
Isn't there a key under the table...
