•Blake's POV•
My head pounded. I fluttered my eyes open to a larger man, the one who took me in here. I could barely see his appearance, I just knew he was large with a lot of tattoos and piercings. He kept throwing me in different positions and hitting me. I couldn't breath and I was weak with bruises every where.
"S-s-Stop-p. Please." I pleaded weakly. He stopped while I took large breaths. I finally coughed super loud and blood spit out.
The stranger held me up closely to him. I couldn't see his face with the black eye he gave me. The pain stung me everywhere, I was sore. He spit in my face. "Ha." He let out as he dropped me to the floor. I think he left. Tears fled my eyes and somebody came to me wiping away the tears.
"W-who a-a-are you-u?" I muttered as I touched the persons face.
"Sh-sh-sh." The girl calmed me down and held me in her lap.. Wait a girl?
I sat up and mumbled,"What are you doing here?" It was a small girl about 12. I couldn't see her face well. She held my head closely and calmly.
"M-my dad." She wiped tears away, "is the guy who stole you. I'm sorry. I'll help you. It'll be okay." She whispered.
I believed her surprisingly. I tried to stand up but I couldn't. I fell desperately and weakly, I sat there and cried. Quickly, a headache appeared and I got very dizzy. "H-help." I weakly said. The girl appeared at my side. "I need a doctor..... S-s-soon."
I drifted off, laying in the girl's lap with tears on my face......
•Zayn's POV•
Blake got beaten badly. After her beating, it was my turn. Instead of doing it there they dragged me outside near a trash can. The men were huge with muscular arms filled with tattoos and their faced filled with piercings. Along with that, one man was dark skinned with brown eyes and bald. The other man with sharping green eyes and a head filled with black hair.
They dragged me to the back of the house but I was able to sneak away from the tight grip. I ran, fast too, I could hear the men behind me. Faster faster, I accelerated. My legs carried me far, and kept going farther. Thanks Louis for making run so much with you. Please let me make it. Please.
I kept running and I heard them yelling behind me. I could hear it. My eyes fled with tears thinking about Perrie, Blake, and the lads. I had to keep running. Or should I go back for Blake? If I go back, I will get beaten and neither of us will make it out. What do I do? I kept running........
•Harry's POV•
I got Niall to lay down. He slept quietly.
I sat down thinking next to him. Where could Blake be? I lied to Niall, this is really bad. Positive thoughts. I told myself. I took slow breaths as I watched Niall sleep.
I grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed Blake's number again. It rung for awhile. Then a deep, Russian man answered. "Hello?"
"Who is this?" I said stern.
"Ha. Like I'll tell ya." Dick.
"Well damn right you'll tell me. Where is Blake?" I yelled as I walked to the elevator.
"Haha." He laughed.
I ran outside once I reached the lobby.
"Listen dick-head, tell me where Blake is!" I stood outside and walked to the back of the hospital near the dumpsters.
"Foolish boy. Ha." He laughed again.
"What do you want for Blake?" I was furious.
"Call you later and we discuss." He said.
"N-" He then hung up. Dammit.
I walked around the dumpster. I found a cell phone a couple of feet from it. It was a black iPhone 5s. Ha, Zayn has the same one. It probably wasn't the same because his lock screen was of Perrie.
I turned it on to see the same picture.
Also with 15 missed calls from Perrie.
This is Zayn's phone. Shit.
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Oh btw some of this stuff in this story I've never been to or seen happen or experienced so if some things doesn't actually happen well that's why.
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