know u all hate me so sorry and plz forgive ma its been so long and its so short an its in the wrong tense im so shit at this an so sosososoosososossosososososososo sorry
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nothing could of prepared for what we saw.
"Hello Niall"
theres tood my uncle his face pale as always and his black hair contrasting deeply aginst the white suit he wore. He was surrounded by men in more suits black this time all holding guns with and various items strapped to there waist the idea of what they could go scared me. There was the managment team are here to crouched in the corners with guns pointed at there head, they were looking at us with big frantic eyes like they do in movies when the victim needs to run! ... run! i knew i needed to but i couldnt its like i was frozen. the sight of seeing the man who had pained me for many years hurt... alot.
"lets just talk about what ever this is so no one gets hurt okay?" Liam said walking forward with louis in tow. He voice was strong and confident no signs of it cracking even with about 4 guns pointed at him.
"hahaha" my uncle let out a humours taughting laugh. "oh no ive talked for far to long far to long..." his voice faded before he started again "my little niallers been kept away from me ,,, and ive finaly found him, i have no time to waste talking" he spoke ephasizing the word 'long' to prove his point. Harry and Zayn edged slightly infront of me i was slightly realived then he whispered those words.
"get him" and it all started Liam got grabbed but the 4 with the guns pointed at him and handcuffed Louis the same. Harry and Zayn got snatched away and held down firmly whilst the struggeled until they to where handcuffed.
"NIALL RUN!" louis shouted an my brain fianly kicked in i sprinted to the door a plan already forming in my mind - get the police save the boys get the police save the boy save the boys save the-
"I wouldnt do that if i were you" his tone alone made my heart beat louder.
"you might never see your friend again" i whiped around to see the saddest sight. Zayn held by one of the men a blade pressed against his neck as he stood persectly still panting out of exsaustion or fear i dont know
"niall" Zayn spoke as he did the knife lightly touched his neck forming a paper cut like slash.
"NO!" i screamed "please please dont hurt him ... please ..." i sobbed openly the others had tears streaming down there faces even managment had tears in there eyes but confusion written in there features. I had to do this i couldnt let Zayn get hurt, some would say hes bluffing but the dont know him like me. He can ruin lives break hearts destroy futures shatter trust and kill whoever i use to be ... because i hadent been compleately clean with the boys, hybrid from birth was true but so was childhood from hell.
"you can take me back" i whisper "you can take me back"
im gonna finish this up then stop writing bcos its shit an im so bad at writing/doing promts so i will just fuck off ... well yh thats all .... never been sorryier xxx
