Chapter 3

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by niallsnumba1

by niallsnumba1

I stood shocked and asked myself repeatedly if I should hug him back. He finally let go and looked at me with caring eyes.

"Um, I'm Savannah." I said shyly.

"I'm sorry you have to be part of this, Savannah." He said in deep Irish accent.

"Part of what?" I quickly questioned.

"Part of this gang. You really seem like a nice person and like you had a great future ahead of you." He replied while staring down at the floor.

"Gang?!" I whispered in shock.

"Yes. I guess Harry thought you'd be a nice addition."

"Was he the one who took me?" I asked.

"Yes. But I better go, I'll see you later, Savannah." He responded while walking out of the room.

I sat down on the edge of the bed trying to process everything that had just happened. I was infuriated. They can't just kidnap me and expect me to join their gang. The door swung open and in came the one I now knew as Harry.

"What do you think you're doing?! You don't have the right to do this!!! You can't make me join your gang!!!" I yelled before my fist swung for his jaw.

He caught my fist before I even got the chance to hit him. His facial expression quickly morphed into pure hatred for me. He grabbed both my arms and pulled me close to his face.

"You're gonna wish you hadn't done that. I can make your life a living hell. Don't you realize that?!" He whispered viciously.

I tried to break free from his tight drip, but it only made him hold on tighter.

"Niall, get your ass up here!" His raspy voice seemed to echo through the house.

I heard what I assumed to be Niall's footsteps coming up the stairs. He opened the door swiftly and examined the situation.

"What's goin' on, Harry? " He questioned in a concerned voice.

"You should probably show her the ropes. Obviously this idiot doesn't know how to show respect." He hissed while never taking his eyes off me.

"Okay, Harry." He obliged.

"Ah, see now Niall knows how to show some damn respect! Take notes!" He yelled in my face.

Harry released me and stormed out of the room. I began to sob uncontrollably and Niall slowly walked over to me. I fell into his arms as he tried to comfort me. He rubbed my back as my tears stained his light grey t-shirt.

"You should probably get some rest, ya know?" He suggested. I nodded in agreement. I lied down in the bed and wrapped myself up in the thick comforter. Niall smiled softly and wiped away my tears.

"You don't remember me, do you?" He asked.