Elle's p.o.v
After my chat with Niall, I went into the lounge with the boys. I could feel their stares as I sat down next to Liam.
"Do you want to know everything now?" I asked them. I will tell them some of it but make them think that it’s everything.
"We already heard your chat with Niall. We are sorry that we pressured you into telling us so much. Sam filled us in on the other details." Zayn spoke. "I’m sorry for earlier. I didn’t know. It was wrong. I’m willing to all stick together if this gets tough." He continued and the boys all nodded too.
"It’s okay, I should have told you all anyway. This will be tough. But remember that as soon as they have all of the money, you 5 are free."
I reassured them.
"Wait. Us five? What about you two? When will you be free?" Liam asked, concerned.
There was an awkward silence before I looked at Sam, silently asking him to tell them.
"Elle and I had to agree to something long before you arrived. We bargained with this gang, the last time they visited.
After a lot of arguing, they said that they would guarantee your safety."
The boys looked puzzled, "that’s good, right?" Harry asked.
I decided to continue,
"Well...yeah...But they wanted something in return."
I closed my eyes and wished that this wasn’t true, that this was a dream. Or nightmare.
"We had to give up our freedom to keep you safe. They...OWN...us now." I said in a sorrowful voice.
The shock was clear on the boy’s faces.
"So..you won’t EVER go home? Will we ever see you again?"
Liam asked, panicking.
I shook my head, unable to look into their eyes.
"Why would you do that for us? You've never met us before. Well except Liam but still!"
Louis asks in disbelief.
"We know what type of gang they are Louis, we met them. It’s better to have two people...suffering than seven, right?"
They still look devastated.
"Anyway, lighten up; we still have a while together while the money is collected."
They don’t 'lighten up'.
"Well I don’t know about you lot but I’m shattered. I’m going to bed. Good night."
Sam hugs me and Liam tries to smile but the others are just staring into space.
I feel defeated. I thought that we could have a nice time before the gang comes.
Too bad that’s tomorrow.
Sam’s p.o.v
Today is the day.
They are coming.
James has fled, along with the rest of the staff, but we have stayed, knowing what the gang could do if they don’t get their own way.
I felt a foot by my face and remembered something.
Elle came into my room last night after having a nightmare. We top and tailed so I currently have her delightfully smelly feet in my face. Nice.
I woke her up and we got washed and dressed before heading downstairs. This place is basically like a small three story mansion.
We made light conversation, avoiding the topic of the gang or our futures.
We were the first ones up and we made all of the breakfast together to save work for Elle.
Harry came down, shortly followed by Niall who claimed,
"I followed the smell of bacon. It woke me."
As the others came down one by one, the mountain of food slowly decreased in height before there was one piece of toast left.
The only person who was still hungry was Niall, who I had quickly learnt, was quite the eater. He snatched the bread before anyone else moved.
"Well that’s us all full. Go get changed before they arrive." Elle instructed.
The boys obliged and brushed their hands and mouths free of toast crumbs before heading upstairs.
Elle and I were already fresh so we went to the lounge and waited on their arrival.
Elle’s p.o.v
A loud hammering on the door brought me from my thoughts and I jumped up to answer it.
The open door revealed a deeply tanned middle aged man with tattoos galore and white hair.
He gave me a creepy smile and passed his case and coat to me and barged past me towards the lounge. Sam gestured for him to sit down on a sofa while I put his stuff down on another.
The boys were all still upstairs, luckily, because I doubt that this meeting will be pleasant.
"I understand that you two are aware of the situation that we are all in. I want the money and nobody leaves until I get the money. Those stupid boys are the key to my wealth and if they get away, you know what happens."
I nod. I do know. He kills us. And our families. And everyone we have ever met probably, knowing him.
"That will not happen. The boys have agreed to do this as long as nobody gets hurt. They are however, aware of me and Elle’s situation. They know that we... belong to you."
He smiled cruelly. "Well, Sam I expect you to escort the boys to their individual cells. Elle, stay here, the others are coming soon and we have some... business to sort."
Uh oh. Individual cells? That’s a bit cruel. I hope Sam explains to them why this is happening.
Sam gives me a worried look before leaving to do as he was told.
I knew that they would control us like this I just knew it.
I hope the boys don’t take this badly. It would kill Sam if they blamed it on him for their imprisonment.
Harry’s p.o.v
What the fuck? Yet again, we, one direction, find ourselves in cells. SEPERATE ONES TOO!
This wasn’t in the deal, I’m sure of this.
Sam didn’t explain much. He left mumbling something about 'stopping them hurting Elle'.
As much as I would like to be selfish and shout and scream and misbehave, I have a feeling that Elle is in trouble, and I don’t want to make it worse.
