//Left Handed//1D Fic

29<Panic>

" Each of you guys have 2,500 dollars over your heads. Do you know how much money that is?" The guy says finally breaking the 5 minutes of silence. I had no idea how this would turn out but considering he cared so much about the money, maybe he'd just turn them in and let me free. Or maybe I'm wrong.

Zayn was sat next to the guy, and the guy held the gun out on him while driving steadily, glancing occasionally to the back where me and Niall were.

A part of me couldn't drag my mind from the fact that Niall had possibly been hurt in some way by Harry that I couldn't imagine. Why did Harry have suck a hold on him and the others?

The guy stopped by a grassy park on a one way street. Not many were in this area, so I guess it was the perfect spot.

" Well get to calling the others and get them here. I know that there were 3 other guys involved." The guy hands his phone to Zayn but Zayn doesn't take it. I can't help but simultaneously think of Niall in the midst of all of this. If the boys were to get caught, Niall would too. I whole heartedly didn't want that.

" I'm not dumb man. Why risk my other lad's freedom when you'll just turn us in?" Zayns face turns angry, and the guy's remains with a smug grin. I glance at Niall who's been paying none of this any mind. He seemed dazed, staring at the floor.

" Or I could kill you all. Just call your friends alright, and if they can bring me 15,000 dollars-3,000 for each of you- I'll let you two go. If not then at least I'll have 5,000 dollars." The guy lights a cigarette before stepping out of the car, going into the trunk. I'd say he was pretty stupid for leaving us unattended but he had taken the gun, if any of us tried to make a break for it, he'd quickly shoot.

" 15,000?! Well fuck we ought to get turned in, we don't have that money!" Zayn exclaims, seemingly fed up. It's like he had no hope, but a part of me felt as if my freedom wasn't important anymore. It wasn't if it took away Niall's.

It'd be better if I got away on my own. I wouldn't talk about this, ever. I'd just leave, let the boys live. I wanted Niall to be happy, he was just a child like me.

I glanced to Niall and follows his eyes. I realized he had his phone on the ground, calling some number. And the call has been running for 8 minutes.

Niall was fûcking smart!

I didn't know how none of us heard it, but I assumed he'd called one of the boys and they were listening, tracking us this very moment.

I wanted to rejoice for Niall's sake, but a part of me was hurt. I wanted to see my mom, deep down I knew it was nearly impossible to escape.

Within moments the guy comes back with rope and begins to tie up Zayn and proceeds to do so to me and Niall.

" You boys gonna call your friends yet or do I have to drive you to the station myself?" The man leaves the door on my side opened and leans forward with one leg bent on the inside of the car, and one on the ground.

" Never in a million years." Zayn retaliates attempting to spit at the man, but he dodges it letting out a laugh. Cocking back the gun, aiming it at Zayns head.

" I'd watch it, pretty." He warns placing the gun in his pants,going on his phone. He turns the keypad to me and I couldn't help but stare at it with wide eyes.

" Would you like to do the hono-" I'd been paying so much attention to the man and Zayns dispute that I hadn't noticed a Liam, Harry, and Louis on the sidewalk behind the man.

At this point, Liam-The usual gun wielder- has the gun on the back of the mans head.

" The honors of what?" Liam cocks back the gun as it lay on the mans head. The mans cock grin was now a grimace, and he had no choice but to throw his hands up.

Liam reaches his hand to the front of the mans pants, taking the gun as Louis rushed around to the other side of the car to untie Zayn, then Niall, then me, instructing us to stand on the sidewalk.

"This shit's fuckin empty!" Liam laughs in disbelief pulling the trigger on the mans gun repeatedly after he'd realized as Louis brought him some of the rope that the man had used to tie us up.

" You know, with me already having killed that boy, what have I got to lose? Why shouldn't I end your wanna be hard ass right now ?" Liam pushes the guy into his car so that he was face down on the floor. He couldn't see us, so I reckon if Liam were to shoot him it'd be a pretty awful death.

I try to step forward to stop Liam, but Niall pulls me back onto the sidewalk by my hand. He begins to intertwine our fingers but stops as if he didn't want to touch me, and pulls away.

Liam aims his own gun at the man, " Please, I have a wife and her daughter. We're starting a family, she's 7 months pregnant!" The guy pleads lifting up his head as best as he could and my heart breaks for him. Maybe I was sensitive, but I couldn't imagine his family being without him.

Liam glances back and Harry, getting a Kurt nod in return.

"Hm.. So you're saying you have a life you don't want us to ruin? Should have thought of that before you try to ruin ours, pussy." Liam spits angrily, and not too many seconds later he pulls the trigger the the mans head falls limp, level with is body.

I gasp and look away immediately, feeling sick to my stomach, " What have you done?!" I cry out hunching over, tears over taking my face. I feel an embrace around me that I assume is Niall's but I shrug it away.

"Saph, please we have to go." I turned and realized the person who had hugged me was not Niall, but Harry. Harry said please! I just glance at his seemingly sympathetic eyes, and look for Niall. Niall was frozen, watching the mans body with a pained expression, shortly before Liam climbs in, placing the mans gun in his hand after wiping it with his sleeve. He glances back at Niall and a look of pity flashes his face before it's replaced with a grim expression. He gets got and slams the door , leaving the man bleeding out on his own, wiping the handle with his sleeve as not to leave prints.

" Yeah we've got to leave. That gunshot was not quiet and people definitely had to have heard it. I'll gladly make another one if that means we get to leave." Liam threatens with a dark expression as he pushed past me. I sometimes wonder if he had a heart. It often didn't seem that way.

Niall does a final glance at the car , before taking Louis' hand, walking to the car they'd parked a few feet away. Harry pulls me into his chest and tears flow out of my eyes involuntarily.

" I promise you won't have to see anything like that again." He rubs my back, and I nod my head. It takes me a few moments to realize that this was Harry-the boy that abused me and violated me- who was holding me. I quickly pull away, affected negatively by his touch.

I glance at him before running to the car, and his eyes flash something but quickly turn mean and cold again. He gets in the car shortly after, and we go back to the house which wasn't too far away.

This car was a bit larger than the one before and I had no Idea where they'd gotten it from. I had no time to think either, for my heart still ached from what I had seen.

I wound up sat next to Louis, Kiara, and Calum in the farthest back row of the truck. Then Harry, Niall, Michael, and Zayn sat in the next row. Liam was driving and the girl was beside him. The car ride was dreadful, but it was something I'd grown used to. It still felt unbelievable that I was almost free but life worked in strange ways like that.

I fell asleep a few times, and Liam even stopped the car to make a few stops. Liam's last stop was about 8 hours after we'd been in the car, and his next words was something we didn't expect to hear after all this driving.

" Guys, there's a mad hunt for us right now. The fucking guy, somehow he's alive and confirmed it was us that shot him. We're out of places to hide and nobody we know wants to give us a place to stay right now!"

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Don't even know how to continue from here...