Stockholm Syndrome

Four

Ava's POV

Brad picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I was too weak to do anything. My arms hung down, wrists taped together still. He carried me out of the room and he started walking down the corridor.

"Brad stop! Please." I begged in a hoarse voice. But he didn't stop, instead he lifted me off his shoulder and slammed my weak body on the ground, my head collided with the wall behind me. I screamed in pain, Brad bent down and clasped his hand around my neck.

"You're staying here till I say otherwise." Brad spat in my face before everything disappeared.

Harrys POV

I watched, nostrils blazing, as Brad carried her out of the room. I pulled harshly at the ropes, sure to leave marks but I don't care.

I hear a scream which only makes me more determined. I keep pulling the ropes. Im sure my hands are nearly free. I let out a frustrated sigh.

I can't give up. Not yet.

I pull again and the ropes fall to the floor. Thank god. I quickly free my ankles and storm over to the door. Its locked but it isn't very strong. I step back and take a run at it. It doesn't break but a crack is heard. "Damn thing!" I shout as I run at the door again, more successful this time. My hands are bleeding from the splintered wood but the adrenaline masks the pain.

I walk quickly but quietly down the long corridor. No sign of life anywhere. A door is slammed gruffly not too far away. I walk further as I hear voices.

"This isn't the plan Brad."

"I know what im doing. She isn't going to get away with it. Neither is he." Brad snaps

"What are you going to do? You can't change her mind you know" I lean on the wall and look around the edge of the wall.

"Listen Joe," Brad has his face inches from the other guys. "If you still want a job in the morning I suggest you think about what you're saying."

"Sorry, Yes, You were saying" 'Joe' nervously reply's.

"Have you brought the others" Others? What.

"Yes sir, Zayn is the only one who we can't find." Zayn? Since when was this about them. I thought this was about me and Ave.

"Well that's not good enough. Take the girls to where I've just put Avangeline. And the boys..." He pauses, the arrogant twat. "The boys can stay at the opposite side and watch."

Now I know I cant be caught, not only to save Ava but also to save my best mates and their girlfriends.

I listen as footsteps are heard growing louder. I slowly peer around the wall to see Liam, Niall and Louis, and a few of Brads associates. Liam looks up and spots me but I place my finger to my lips, signalling him to stay quiet. He quickly looks back down before being pushed into a room, along with the others, the same room they took Ava.

I lean back on the wall, my hands running through my hair, tugging at the roots.

What do I do?

Liam's POV

What is going on?

Me and Chantelle were fine this morning until I received a call from our enemy Brad. He told me to meet him, bringing Chantelle with me. He said he wanted us to discuss something. We went and met him except it wasn't Brad or his twin, Bret, it was a trap.

I tried my hardest to fight them off. I couldn't bear hearing Chan's screams as they took her away from me. But in the end, I couldn't beat three bodyguards my self.

I haven't seen Chantelle since.

I was shoved into a van, being met with my two best mates and more bodyguards. Niall and Louis said the same thing happened to them.

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We walk into the large mansion. Not a soul in miles. We are taken down a long corridor, expensive furniture and paintings fill the house.

As we near the end of the hall way I look up and see Harry's head looking around the corner. I am about to speak when he holds his finger up to his lips to say keep quiet. I do and quickly look back down so the others don't suspect anything, before we are pushed into a room.

I look up and immediately run towards Chantelle, Niall and Louis do the same thing. I wrap my arms around her and hug her small frame, she tries to hug me back but the ropes around her wrists stop her.

"Liam, what's going on?" Chan asks me, streaks of mascara running down her cheeks " Please help us. Ava won't wake up." I held her cheeks in my hands as I looked over to Niall and Louis, hearing what Chan had said.

"What? Where is she?" Niall asked standing and coming over to me and Chantelle as I untie her wrists.

"She's over there," Ellie cries, rubbing her wrists after Louis untied her. "She hasn't moved or woken up since we've been here" She sobs into Louis shoulder.

I run over to Ava's weak body, slumped on the wall.

I feel for her pulse on her wrists, its faint but there still is one.

"Niall, Louis, quick" I call to the boys. I carefully undo the ropes around her wrists which have deep cuts, probably from her trying to remove them.

"Oh My God." Louis says as he kneels down next to me. "What ever Brad and Bret want, they're serious"

We move Ava's body so she is laying down. Niall passes me his juacket to use as a pillow. I put my hand under her neck and lift it slightly to put the jacket under her head. I pull my hand away, dripping with blood.

"Louis!" I call him over from where he is pacing up and down the room with Niall trying to comfort the girls.

"Liam, we need to get help."

"I know, we can't get one of the body guards though, they won't help." I reply, looking down on the frail frame next to me.

"From who then?" Louis asks, removing his jacket and covering Ava with it.

"Harry."

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