One Direction and Zayn Mailk Preferencesツ

Hostage Series - Deciding Your Fate (his pov):

Niall:

I groaned as I listened to Harry, our leader go off about the girl who had seen us. He was always so fucking paranoid over nothing. “All I’m saying is that she might know what we look like. Not to mention, she saw Niall kill a person. That’s not something we can just oversee.” Apparently Louis was just as annoyed by Harry’s nagging as I was, because he rolled his eyes. “Mate, there’s no way she saw us. It was dark. There were no lights. Besides, what do you suggest we do about the girl if she did see us?” Harry seemed to ponder that for a moment, then his eyes widened in recognition. “We take her. Make sure she keeps her mouth shut.” That was a good idea. I still didn’t think she saw us, but I could do with a new toy. And who better than the pretty Y/H/C. We only need to find where she lives.

Harry:

"Lou, I could really use some help here. This bag isn’t feather light!" I groaned as I tried my best to keep the black bag, filled with money, from falling. Zayn and Liam carried the other bag, and Niall had the gun in his hand, keeping watch, while Louis kept looking back at the store. "What’s on your mind?" Liam asked Louis after he and Zayn threw the bag in the back. "The girl-" I laughed. "Mate, you only just met her. Besides, there’s no such thing as love." Louis rolled his eyes. "I’m not in love with her you idiot! But do you really think she’ll be able to keep quiet about this? She’s a young girl. And she knows what we look like." I thought it over. He had a point. "You’re right. We’ll have to kidnap her." We had no other choice. She’s a witness. "Well, that’s not what I had in mind, but I guess that’ll work".

Louis:

"OH MY GOD!" I heard a shout a distance away. I turned around, holding my gun in front of me. It was a girl, quite young. She was in her pajamas, and she was staring at me with wide eyes. Shit! What was I gonna do? We have to kill any witnesses. But she looked so young, and had her whole life in front of her. She wasn’t too bad on the eyes either. "What are you doing man?! Shoot her!" Liam looked anxiously at the girl. He knew what could happen if she got away. It already happened once, and she ran to the police. My grip on the gun tightened. For god’s sake, run you stupid girl! But she kept staring at me. We have no other choice then to take her. That way she doesn’t die, and doesn’t go to the police either.

Liam:

I was going insane! Fucking loosing my mind! All because of a girl I had only seen once. Once! What was wrong with me? How could anyone captivate me so much? It was unheard of. I never felt that way about the girls I took home for the night, but she… she was… different. She wasn’t drawn to my ‘David Beckham’ looks (I’ve been mistaken for him quite a lot of times) like the other girls when they saw me. She was actually scared. I could see the fear on her face. Of course, I had killed a policeman in front of her. But the other girls knew I was dangerous (I am Liam Payne, leader of 1D after all. Everyone knows me), yet they were still drawn to me. She was truly scared. I could see it in her eyes. I knew then that I had to get her. I didn’t want someone who was easy. I wanted a challenge. I wanted her.

Zayn:

I looked at the girl in front of me, a smirk on my face. I could see her gulp, and internally sighed in relief; I had some control over her because of her fear. I didn’t know what to do though. No one had ever seen me kill anyone before, and being the new leader, after my deceased father, I didn’t know what to do in this situation. My father usually handled witnesses. I had to keep my cool though. I was the one in control, the one with the gun. “We kill her.” I stated. It was the only way. That way we protect out identity. “Wait, she’s only a girl Zayn. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Niall held his hand over the gun. “Well, what do you suppose we do Niall? We can’t just let her go.” He seemed to ponder it for a while. “We kidnap her. That way she can’t say anything.” He did have a point. She could be a benefit. We need someone who can actually cook… And wash our clothes… And clean the place…