I'm really weak now. Lightheaded, hurt, dehydrated, starving, in need of freedom and my boys.
I miss them so much.
We're been here for almost 5 days.
The gas leak was just a little leak, but it's taking up our clean, fresh oxygen. All i smell is that gas.
We tried multiple times to get free, or get my phone. All attempts failing. We tried to calm ourselves, but that didn't really work.
I felt my phone vibrate multiple times, all probably the boys wondering where we are and if we are okay.
I hope they're okay. If anything, i don't want to be okay and them being okay. Not the other way around.
This is hell.
"Babe. I'm going to go out soon." I speak.
Nothing.
I look over and see him with his eyes closed, i put my hear to his chest. He's alive, thank god!
I lay there for a while more, listening to his heart. I eventually go out myself.
*NIALL'S POV*
Where the bloody hell is Jessica and Brad? I'm worried sick about them. They have been gone for almost 5 days now, we've been on our phones trying to contact them and we got nothing.
I hope they're okay.
"Boys, "we can't just keep trying to contact them. We need to go GET them." I speak. They all nod, "let's go."
We all stand and go to the car, Harry hops in and drives off after giving is guns.
Don't worry kiddos, we're coming for you.
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Taken In By A Gang.
FanfictionAlright, here's how it went. My parents ditch me, I get taken in by these five idiots that are-now-practically my brothers, one of those five idiots brother being my boyfriend, and throughout all the time I was with them... My life gets flipped.
