One Direction Fanfiction-The Promise

The Promise-Part 1

"Gemma! Wait for me!" I giggled running behind my bestfriend Gemma.

"Hurry up then you snail!" She said, laughing. She started running again. I tried to run after her but I tripped over. I started crying for Gemma but she was too far away to hear me. I took one look at my bleeding knee and started to feel sick. I ran to the bushes, ingoring the pain my leg was causing me. I vomited in the bush and stood up straight. I smelt the puke and gagged. It was disgusting. As I went to leave the bush and find Gemma, I felt a firm hand on my back. I tried to wriggle out of his grasp but it just made him hold on tighter. He wrapped another arm around my waist and dragged me, kicking and screaming, deeper into the bushes.

When he finally found a spot, he let me go but blocked te way out.

"Let me go! Please!" I begged, whacking his arms and screaming. He only laughed.

"Be quiet or the consequences will be... Bad. To say the least." He sneered.

"What did I do?" I asked, shaking. He just ingored me. "What are we waiting for?"

"A call." About 10 minutes later he got that call and I was taken to a large building. I started to shake more. I was dragged into the building and taken to a small room with a tiny bed and a chair.

"Welcome to your new home." Said my kidnapper with a evil laugh. With that he closed the door leaving me alone, in the dark.

-------------------------------------ELEVEN YEARS LATER--------------------------------------

"Roger?" I said, timidly. The big man looked at me in disgust.

"What?" He spat.

"C-can I go outside?" I asked quietly. I heard the gasps from the other girls. Roger was quiet for a few moments until he spoke again.

"Yes. But for five minutes. Any longer and you'll know what I'll do." He said grinning while unlocking my handcuffs. I looked at the younger girls and wondered if Roger hurt them too. I started to tear up at the sight of their sad, innocent eyes. When my handcuffs fell to the ground I bolted for the door and closed the door behind me. I breathed in the fresh air and sighed. I saw some people go past but no one took any notice of with my dirty, ripped clothes and long, tangled hair. Exept one boy. I looked at him approaching me.

"Are you okay?" He asked, looking concerned. I nodded but he still looked worried. "I'm Harry." He said holding out his hand.

I shook it. "Thalia."

"You have nice eyes." He said grinning. I blushed. I couldn't remember what colour my eyes were. I haven't looked in a mirror for eleven years.

"How old are you?" Harry asked. He seemed interested in me. He probably was just trying to make me feel better. I stood there for a moment. If I was taken when I was six and it's been eleven years, I'm seventeen.

"Seventeen." Considering I had two years at real school, I was taught quite well here.

"So, what are you doing here?" Harry asked. "Can I trust you?" I said timidly. He nodded, looking concerned.

I took a deep breath, "Eleven years ago, I was playing in the park with my friend Gemma. She ran ahead of me and I fell over. When I saw the blood, I ran to the bush and puked. One of Roger's workers, kidnapped me and brought me here and I've never left." When I finished, I was bawling my eyes out and Harry was hugging me.

"THALIA! GET YOUR ASS BACK IN HERE NOW BEFORE I - " I stood up startled.

"Roger wants me back. Bye Harry." I said smiling weakly.

"I'll save you Thalia. I promise." Said Harry as I closed the door. Before I could do anything, I was again handcuffed and pushed towards the other girls my age. He promised. You can't break promises, right?

Thanks for reading guys, part 2 coming soon:D Love you guys x