Zayn's Pov.
After a long and painful fall, I felt dizzy.
More than dizzy.
"Zayn! Wake up!" ordered Landon in a harsh way.
He shook me like a maraca and I had my eyes fully open.
"What? How could you not break your legs!?" I asked in shock.
"I landed on a mat, I placed the mat under your window, now keep your mouth shut," he said.
He started walking slowly and looking around, as if someone was following him.
"Why?" I whispered.
"Shhh," he whispered back.
Before I knew it, he started opening the trunk of a black and old car.
"Wha-" I was about to say but the next thing I felt...
Pang!
I saw nothing but darkness.
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4 hours later
I slowly woke up, fluttering my eyes open.
I felt a horrible headache coming on and I did not like it.
I was in enough pain already.
Where am I ?
I placed my head above my head and noticed it was bleeding, once blood painted my hand.
Then I felt movement beneath me and I realized that I was in a car.
What's going on ?
I heard music playing really loudly, which I'm guessing, someone is driving this car.
Then the music turned off and the car came to a stop.
I stayed still with fear.
Then I heard whistling.
"Landon, finally your here. Where the fuck have you been?" asked a rough and deep voice.
"Calm your balls, I just came from the hospital. I picked up our beauty and he's right in the trunk," replied Landon.
What! Landon! He kidnapped me...from the hospital! But..he talked to me! He said he had Harry. Wait maybe he does! Maybe he's locked up in a room!
"Zayn Malik? That beauty?" asked the other voice.
"No shit! I kidnapped him and tricked him into coming here. I told him that I had his boyfriend, Harry Styles," chuckled Landon.
"Wow, that beauty is dating Harry?" asked the other guy.
"Was, now he belongs to me," spoke evilly Landon.
I felt tears drop down my cheek.
How can I be so stupid to go with someone who tried to kill me!
I wish I could just fucking kill myself!
"Well take out the god damn beauty and let's start getting rich," demanded the other guy.
"Jesus Christ Jeff, what the hell is your problem?" muttered Landon.
I could hear footsteps coming to me.
Wait, what did he mean by getting rich?
The trunk was starting to open and the light hit my eyes.
