Crazed... //Niall Horan

Chapter 4

A/N: sorry guys but before we start, I keep forgetting to give shout outs... so here they are...
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Okay sorry for those who read this... it was probably annoying.. now onto the story...
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RILEY'S P.O.V

All I could do was stare at the black van that became closer and closer with every step. I wanted to kick and shout but I was having a brain malfunction. This always happened. The messages that were sent through my body, wouldn't reach my brain, that resulted in me being totally still. I couldn't move, it was like being temporarily paralyzed. I pushed my thoughts harder, until my lips moved.
"Can you please let me go?" I whined. Then I could feel a rush of energy flow to my head. I jolted in the man's arms and began to kick an scream. He gripped my legs tighter.
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!" He yelled.
"I don't want to!! I want to be let go of and live my normal life!!" I continued to scream.
I was thrown onto the cold dirty sidewalk. I groaned in pain from the sudden action and sat there.
"Well babe you don't always get what you want. But I get what u want." He shrugged with a bitter expression on his face.
"So what do you want?! I'll give it to you, just leave me alone please!!" I wiped my runny nose and the hair out of my face.
"I told you already, I want you... Now get up." He slid the van door open. I hadn't noticed we had gotten to it.
"If you wanted me to get up, why'd you throw me on the floor?" I asked childishly, just wanting to mess with him.
"Get. the. fuck. in. the car." He growled pointing to the inside of the van.
"Well... technically it's not a car it's a van so..." I tried hard not to crack up at his gumming anger.
"JUST GET IN THE FUCKING VAN!!!!!" He grabbed my hair ad yanked me up to my feet. I winced in pain as he pulled me onto the van. I slid across the van floor with the push he gave me.
"Oomph!" I held my head from the throbbing pain and lay motionless on the ground. He climbed in after me and walks towards where I was processing my pain. He squat down to level our faces and got really close to mine.
"Don't play with me baby." he growled pulling my head up by my hair once more and dropping it. I coughed some from the aching pain I had in my head and glared at him. He got up from the ground and walked to the front of the bus.
"Louis start the van." He called to the man in the driver's seat. I looked at him from the review mirror and I felt my heart stop. He was the man that was watching me on the bus earlier. That's what's going on, they're fucking professional stalkers.
"Whoa! she's a nice one." A voice spoke from behind me. I lifted my body up and crawled to the corner of the van, and sat. I looked up at the voice that had spoken before. He was another man, dark messy curls and dark emerald eyes.
"I know." The man that had thrown me on the van replied. I sat there in the corner staring at the two that talked about me like I wasn't right there. Then with all the confidence in the world I decided in asking a question.
"Hey Blondie and Curly, could you tell me your names at least?"
Their attention switched to me with smirks.
"I like this one." Curly said pointing to me. I looked away in disgust. I noticed two more men walk into the scene. They all stared at me with intimidating smirks. I noticed that one man that was actually pretty kind, Liam.
"So what are you waiting for? an invitation? Tell me your names." I sat there staring at them waiting for a response.
"Harry." The curly haired man spoke.
I nodded and 'okay' and refused to shake his hand.
"Fine then." He took his hand back and shoved it in his pocket. I looked to the next man.
"Zayn." He had dark hair that w