what happens? // one direction

Chapter Seven.

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*Kristel's POV*

"Please, please stop, Kris! You're going to bleed to death! Stop!" Niall pleaded, as tears began to run down his face as he helplessly watched me continue to pull on the rusty, metal chains around my wrist, it scraping more and more into my flesh, causing my dark-red blood to flow quicker and more frequently down my arms.

I couldn't stop. I needed to get out of here. Most of all, though, I needed Zayn.

I needed to be in his safe, protective arms, my head gently resting against his chest, the soft thudding of his steady heartbeat filling my ears.

I needed him so, so badly right now, and I wouldn't stop until I was with him, cradled safely in his arms.

"No! I need Zayn! I want Zayn! Zayn! Zayn!" I shouted, as more salty tears ran down my cheeks, blurrying my vision.

"Kris, please..please just stop! You can't sit here and kill yourself! Please, we need you...Zayn needs you! I need you! Please, stop!" Niall cried in pain and fear, as his crystal blue orbs gazed deeply into mine, full of pleading, sadness, caring, and a ton of other mixed emotions.

"Kris! Babe!" a familiar, british accent gasped from a few feet away from me.

I felt my heart stop beating when I heard that beautiful, angelic voice.

Zayn.

"Zayn!" I sighed in relief, and I finally stopped tugging at the chains, letting my blood-covered arms fall back to my sides on the wall.

Zayn rushed over to me, and put my face in his hands, his golden brown orbs gazing deeply into my hazel ones.

"Babe, are you okay? Why were you pulling at the chains?" he asked me softly, as tears filled his eyes and began to run down his face.

"I needed you, Zayn..I was scared, and I needed you.." I whispered, and I felt more of my tears streaming down my cheeks.

Zayn gently wiped the wetness away with his thumb, and said, "Its okay, baby. I'm right here. I'm right here."

I smiled widely at him through my tears, but the smile quickly faded as a feeling of sleep and sickness rushed over me.

"Kris, whats wrong? Baby? Babe?" he asked me, frightened and worried, a look of concern plastered on his face.

"I'm so tired, Zayn..I don't feel good," I mumbled, as I suddenly got a massively terrible headache.

"Its okay, sweetheart. Don't go to sleep. Keep your eyes open, Kris. Look at me, babe," Zayn told me, fear showing in his voice, as he tried to stay calm for me.

I tried so hard to keep my eyes open, but I just couldn't...

The last thing I remember was hearing Zayn and Niall's anguished cries for me to stay with them, before everything faded to black..

*Danielle's POV*

"El?" I said weakly, my voice raspy and dry.

"Yeah, Dani?" Eleanor replied, softly and quietly.

"Do..do you think we're going to get out of here?" I choked, as water began to fill up in my bright brown orbs.

She was quiet for a moment, thinking before she answered.

"I really don't know," she whispered, looking down at her feet.

"I hope Liam is okay.." I whispered, as I felt the tears beginning to run down my cheeks.