I wake up in what appears to be a trunk of a car. I begin to panick.
"HELP! PLEASE SOMEONE!" I yell as my thoughts respond to me, 'Your going to die'. Oh my god. I'm going to die. I'll never make it back to the uni. My family, friends, cousin, Harry. I'll never see him again... I dont want to see him again!
My thoughts are interrupted when the car stops, and I hear voices from outside.
The trunk opens, and a man with a black beanie over his face grabs me, and takes me to this small, old, two story building. I try to get a look, and see what's around the building, but theres nothing except for trees all the way around.
"Let go of me!" I yell at him as I begin to kick him, but I fail to. He ends up throwing me over his shoulder and walks into the building.
He throws me onto a chair, and ties me to it. Soon, another guy shows up, and he looks to be the head of this criminal industry.
"Finally, I have you here!" he grins.
"What do you want from me?" I ask.
"You shall see." he smirks," Yo, Zac! Get your butt over here!"
I sit silently, scanning around the room for a way out, but every exit is blocked with a guy.
"He's not here, last time he was here was this morning." One guy responds.
"Help!" I scream.
"Hey! Your wasting your breath!" The lead man yells at me as I keep trying.
Soon, a man rushes through the main entrance with a SnapBack, his face covered in dark paints, and dressed all in black. He looks like a guy from Call of Duty Ghost. I sort of recognize him... I'm unsure.
"Ah, Zac, there you are. We were just talking about you. Take this young lady to the back." says the lead man.
Zac glances at me, and then walks over, as I begin to slide the chair back with my feet, pushing away as far as possible.
He then runs over grabs the chair, unties me, and throws me over his shoulder. Once again, I begin to kick and scream.
"Stop moving!" Zac whispers.
"No! Never!" I scream.
He then rushes to a room and drops me in it, shutting the door behind it. As soon as he turns around, I slam a punch straight into the center of his face. Causing him to yell in pain, and throw his hat onto the ground. I then immediately recognize him!
"Zayn?!"
"Yeah, it's me." he responds wincing in pain as he holds his nose.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" I begin to panic, but laugh at the same time, because I know I'm saved!
"It's alright. I guess, I should have expected that to happen. Your a tough girl." he responds.
"My Uncle Steve taught me self defense. Sorry about that." I respond. "Are you alright?" I ask as I move his hand away from his face, and hold it in mine. I begin to look at his face.
"Aye, I'm fine." he responds
"Luckily, it's not bleeding." I tell him, as he begins to be in a distracted stare, at my face.
As soon as I realize, that I have been staring for too long, I instantly pull away.
"Where is Harry? Is he alright?" I question, rapidly.
"I don't know, I haven't seen him since he went chasing after you. He hasn't returned." Zayn responds.
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Don't Forget Where You Belong (Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Любовные романыAshford, a conservative well behaved college student, was forced to move to the University of London in England. She was forced by her parents, for the reason, they wanted her to be near her ex boyfriend. Whom she will never forgive.... While there...
