Saving You.//n.h

43.

-Heather's P.O.V

"Dylan, you're on watch tonight. Don't get in the bed with her, that's only acceptable for Clayton and I." Max demanded, Dylan sharply nodded as Macy exited the room smirking to herself. I was hurt, disgusted and fooled. Dylan was part of the whole plan of me getting kidnapped, my own best friend did that. Then there's Niall, the guy I've been in love with for five months. He's been sleeping with Macy, for five months. Five damn months of his bullshit lies, was our relationship even real?

"And you Heather, tonight you will sleep on your own. Tomorrow, that's going to change." Max smirked taking slow steps to me, I used all of my strength to rip the handcuffs off the bedpost, but I wasn't strong enough. I didn't even have enough strength. He stood in front of me, smirking before crashing his lips on mine. I didn't kiss back, I wouldn't ever do something stupid like that. He pulled away, mumbling few more words to Dylan before exiting the room. He slid down the wall, staring straight ahead.

"Why?" I questioned, staring at him with disgust. He looked over at me smirking, chuckling after.

"I wasn't going to let you get away with Niall, you're so funny. Macy is the love of my life, and I would do anything to make her happy. So she fucked Niall, and I wanted to be happy. I got you away from him." I swallowed the lump in my throat as the tears fell down my cheeks, where was the real Dylan?

"You're sick, so fucking sick. I hope you rot in hell." I spat, he looked at me with dark eyes, his jaw clenching. But I could see it in his eyes, I could see the regret.

"Shut up you bitch, I have every right to beat you." He snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. I shook my head laying my head back on the dirty pillow, sobbing quietly. I was so disappointed in Niall, he wasn't at work every night. He was out with Macy, doing what he wanted. Was it because I wouldn't give myself to him? Was I not good enough? You aren't good enough for anyone, Heather.

-Elizabeth's P.O.V

The room was awkwardly silent as everyone stared at Luke with shock, besides Lola and I. I whistled attempting to break the silence, making Luke speak up.

"Do you have a clue where she could be?" Luke asked, referring it towards Niall. He ran his hands up and down his face, his eyes swallowen.

"No, I don't." He snapped irritated, jesus can everyone just be nice for once?

"Don't get angry with me, you're the idiot that let her go. That's my baby sister you cunt so you will find her." I stood up pointing a finger at Luke, giving him a warning look.

"Yeah? Then where the fuck have you been the past five months of her damn life? Does she even know you're her brother?" That's when Niall hit the nerve on Luke, and I knew it did. Heather didn't know that Luke was her brother, she knew but she doesn't.. remember I guess you could say.

"Enough! Everybody, just go to bed. It's eleven at night, we obviously aren't going to find Heather tonight. No more bickering with each other, were old enough to not act like children anymore." I snapped, there were no more words said after. Everyone followed Niall besides Luke, since they were going to bed.

"Where are you going?" Luke asked while I slipped on my Jordan's, I opened the door feeling the cold breeze.

"Moms, you coming?" I asked raising an eyebrow, he hesitated before nodding standing up. I kept the door open since Luke was coming, before I jogged to get inside the car.

"Luke, you can't just show up in town and not tell anybody." I told him while pulling onto the snow covered streets as I turned the heat up.

"Actually I can, I'm nineteen. Don't need somebody telling me what to do." He snapped, I rolled my eyes sighing as I leaned back into the seat. He wasn't the only one that was pissed about Heather being kidnapped by Max and Clayton. I was, Niall and the lads were along with Lola. I don't think he realizes that.