( Andrea's POV )
9:30 am
Louis harshly grabbed my wrists and jerked my body causing me to slam into the tree I was leaning against. "Ow," I whined, "Shut the hell up, unless you want this to be worse than it already is," he spits. I felt something tighten around my wrist, I started to flail my arms around but he was too strong and forced my them back behind my back and contined tying my wrists. I sighed and relaxed my arms, I felt Louis breath on the back of my neck, "That's more like it sweetheart," he says in a husky voice.
He runs his fingers through my hair then grabs on and yanks me into him, "You're coming with me." He turns me around and puts one hand over my eyes and the other still around my hair and leads me back to what I suppose to be the building I was previously in.
I hear a door creak open and slam shut. There is no sound expect for my pounding heartbeat. Louis throws me onto the floor and I skid on my hands and knees, the floor is concrete so the landing results in open wounds, along with the cut on my leg, I got from going through the window. The room looks the same as the one before but there are no windows except holes near the ceiling that my body couldn't fit through, even if I got to them. Brittany and Jessica aren't here, I wonder if they think I got to freedom. Louis turns to walk out of the room but looks back at me, "I'll be right back, don't try anything stupid." The door slams shut and silence follows.
I back up into the corner and tuck my knees into my chest. Why did I stop running? I could have been free, I could have rested when I got to help. God dammit. I slam my fist into the wall out of frustration. I run my fingers roughly through my hair as the thought of Louis's blue eyes come into my mind. What is he? Why is he doing this?
The door swinging open ceases my thoughts. I look up and expect to see Louis but instead it's Justin Hayes. I knew Justin because of Ali, they have been dating for a while. Maybe she came here with him. Maybe today's the day I'll be free.
"Justin! Oh my gosh Justin I'm so happy to see you, please help-"
He grabs my arm harshly and I gasp, he reaches for an item out of his jacket that looks like a syringe. He stabs my mid arm with the needle and injects the liquid into me.
The last thing I saw was the smirk he had on his face. Then my vision got cloudy and I soon blacked out.
( Harry's POV )
1:30pm
I was hanging out with Niall after my day with Allison. It had a lot of fighting and a lot of making out... But she is one of the only girls I actually hold a conversation with... It's weird to think we hate each other but we have so much in common.
Yes, I still hate her, nothing's change, if anything my disliking for her got stronger. She's obsessive towards her douche boyfriend, that, let me remind you, basically fucking raped her. But she still crawls back to him..? Not my problem.
"So, you left the party like right after Allison did. Did you fuck her?" Niall intrudes on my thoughts. We were eating lunch at the diner that I took Allison to last night.
"No. I didn't fuck her, she was annoying me and so was everyone else so I left," I say casually. "Why does everything we talk about always fucking revolve around Allison?"
"Then why didn't you answer any of your calls last night? And why were you with her this morning?" He pressed on avoiding my question.
"Jesus, okay, last night she had a... uh situation with her boyfriend and called me so I picked her up," I breathe out.
"So you were with her last night and this morning! You so fucked her! How was she? She seems like the type of girl to be all innocent in public but she's probably a-"
"Niall!" I cut him off, "I didn't fuck her, she just spent the night with me." I wasn't planning on telling him where because that would just start him up again.
"Damn, did she at least give you head? Anything?" He sighs.
"Well...I mean, we kissed..." I said under my breath hoping he wouldn't hear.
"Styles just kissed a girl without fucking her?!" Niall stand from the booth and basically screams. I roll my eyes and he sits down embarrassed, as the waiter told him to 'shh.' "So you must really like her huh," Niall winks at me.
"No, I hate her, I always have Niall, she's nothing close to my type."
"Yeah? And so you kiss all the people you hate?" He laughs as we walk to the cash register to pay our bills.
"She was just angry with her boyfriend and it just happened. It doesn't mean anything," I try to explain to him.
"Oooh that's what they all say," he makes kissing sounds and turns on his heels to walk to his car.
YOU ARE READING
Code Red
Teen Fiction"The gun shots were followed by screams. This can't be happening, this kind of thing didn't happen in my town, it was only on the news, this can't be actually be happening. "Allison we have to get down," Harry states seriously." *Contains explicit...
