Mute [A One Direction Fanfic] -Amy's Adventures Book 2-

Chapter 7

~Harry's POV~

The first time I hear the tapping, I disregard it as a tree branch on my window and fall asleep. After it happens again for three nights in a row, I start to question things. It's a pretty rhythmic tapping, and the wind can't possibly be that consistent, right? The fourth night, tonight, is the one where I make a startling realization that makes me sit straight up in fear. There is no tree outside my window, and my room is on the second floor.

I get out of my room faster than I thought was possible, quickly making my way to Liam's room and banging on his door frantically. He opens his door with tired eyes that open wide when I push him into his room, locking his door and hugging him tightly. I'm pretty sure I make some sort of scared puppy sound, but I'm too freaked out to care, instead focusing on hugging the life out of Liam.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Liam asks calmly, trying to hide his worry and doing a pretty good job of it.

'Tapping on my window.' I sign, looking at Liam's door and subconsciously expecting it to open and for him to walk in and hurt me again.

"What do you... mean, Harry?" Liam's voice is a bit higher, and I can tell he's getting scared, too.

'Happening for a few nights. I thought it was a tree but there isn't one.' I explain rapidly. A loud shattering noise rings through the house and I scream. Liam quickly embraces me, backing away from his bedroom door. Right when he seems to realize something that looks important, we hear a familiar scream that makes my blood run cold. Louis.

Liam immediately stands up and walks into his bathroom, returning a moment later with a gun, which makes my eyes widen. Liam sees my expression and shrugs. "Paul figured it could... come in handy, and I guess it does now." He says simply, walking toward the door and beckoning for me to follow. When we get to the hallway, Zayn is waiting with Niall, who is holding a sleeping Amy.

"The shattering came from Harry's room." Zayn says, pointing to my open door. The window.

"What about Louis?" Liam asks, the gun behind his back.

"Door's locked." Niall says, his eyes wide. Liam nods, pulling out the gun and getting some surprised looks from Zayn and Niall. He walks over to Louis' door and raises his foot kicking it, hard. After a few kicks Zayn figures out what Liam is doing and joins him. I can tell the door is getting weaker, but they can't quite break it down. Liam and Zayn step away from the door for a second, and I bolt forward, crashing into the door and knocking it off its already weak hinges. I look around my best friend's bedroom in fear, my suspicions confirmed when I see an open window and an absence of living things. I stand up and walk over to the bed, not surprised to find a small handwritten note lying on the pillow that still has a dent from Louis' head.

I said not to tell.

A strangled sob escapes my lips and I sink to the ground, hugging my knees to my chest. No no no nonono NO!!! He can't hurt Louis! No...

My head is down, so I can't see who is where, but I hear three pairs of feet walk slowly into the room. Two hushed voices discuss the small message, and one pair of arms embraces me, the familiar feeling of Liam comforting me just a little bit.

"Harry, can I tell them... what it means? They need to know." Liam says softly. I nod a little, ashamed, guilty, and scared all at once. "Lads?" Liam asks, probably getting Zayn and Niall's attention. "The person that hurt... Harry specifically told him not to say a word to... anyone. That's most likely why... he went mute." Liam explains, pausing while Zayn and Niall do who-knows-what.

"And what does that have to do with Louis?" Zayn finally asks, confused.

"His exact words were, 'Don't say... a word to anyone, or I will kill them... and you." Liam says.

"And how do you know this?" Niall asks. Seriously, our friend just got kidnapped and could lose his life and you're concerned about how Liam knows something?!

"Harry signed it to me a... few days ago. A loophole, you could say. The... person who hurt him said not to say a... word, and he didn't." Liam replies, nudging me. I look up, my eyes probably red from crying, and Niall and Zayn nod.

"Harry, this isn't your fault." Zayn says.

"Louis will be okay." Niall adds, and I burst into tears again, shaking my head. This is my fault, and I doubt Louis will be okay. He's going to get hurt because of me. He's going to die because of me.

~Louis' POV~

I groan, sitting up and rubbing my head. All I remember is hearing something that sounded like shattering glass, looking in the direction it came from, which was Harry's room, then my door slamming open behind me and a sharp pain to the back of my head. As my eyes adjust to the darkness around me I find myself in what looks like a basement, full of dust and various sized boxes. I manage to get to my feet and find my way to the one source of light in the room, a small strip coming from under a closed door. I try the handle, not surprised to find it locked, and put my ear against the door, picking up a faint voice.

"I've got Tomlinson in my basement, he's still unconscious." A man says gruffly, his voice familiar in a disturbing way that I can't place. After a bit of silence, the same man speaks again. "I tried to get Styles, but he wasn't in his room. Tomlinson was right next door so I took the next best thing. Plus, aren't they best friends? Styles would trade himself for Tomlinson." More silence, and I finally figure out that he's talking on the phone. "I think we tell Styles to go somewhere to trade places with Tomlinson, then take him here to join his friend. Payne would never be able to refuse two friends." Just the mention of Liam immediately makes me realize who's talking. I overheard Greg having so many conversations with this man when Zayn, Harry, and I were kidnapped, he's practically his second in command.

"And when we get Payne, we can finally finish Greg's job." The man says, laughing.

His second in command, plotting to kill Liam.

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The man talks to whoever is on the other line for a while, and I learn their whole plan and my location. Apparently, I'm in Ireland, near Mullingar. I would wonder how they got me out of England, but considering they got Niall to America I'm not surprised. Maybe Niall will choose to spontaneously visit his family and somehow find me.

The doorknob clicks and starts to move, and I stumble backward, tripping on a box and hitting my head on the ground, hard. I get really dizzy but it doesn't knock me out, so I just close my eyes, praying that the man will think I'm out cold.

"I wonder how much you heard, Tomlinson? Enough to know that your friend is going to die? How unfortunate that you know everything, especially since we were planning on keeping you here until the plan was over. I guess you know that he's trading his life for you and Styles', right? Oh, I guess my opening the door surprised you, didn't it. And you knocked yourself out on accident. Too bad, I was going to enjoy doing that myself." The man kicks me in the side, making my breath catch in my throat. "So you are awake." He says, laughing. "Open your eyes, boy." The man orders, kicking me again. I open my eyes, surprised to see the room bathed in light, but my gaze focuses on the man who held me back when Greg shot Liam and  shot Greg back. The very same one.

"I guess I should introduce myself, since you'll be staying here for a while." The man smiles, putting his foot on my chest when I try to sit up. "I'm Trent, Greg's best friend. I guess you know what it's like to have your best friend hurt, don't you?" He says, making me think about Harry.

"What did you do to him?" I ask, scared. Trent presses his foot harder into my chest, making it hard for me to breath.

"There were about five of us, and we did about what you'd expect. Beat him up a bit, knocked him out at some point, threatened him so he wouldn't tell, then had some fun, if you know what I mean." Trent says, almost sounding amused, while my jaw drops and I get the urge to punch this man in the face. They actually raped Harry?!