Chased Across the World

I looked down at my outfit. I'd finally put it all on. It was cute...if I was trying to look like a stripper. I placed my hand on the wall to help balance my body. Heels have never been something I can walk in. And that hasn't changed one bit. The rest of the outfit was okay. I would survive...hopefully. Who knows what will happen tonight. Someone knocked on the door. Wow. That's unusually polite.

"Come in." I stated, running my hands down the front of my clothes, stopping at my torso. Why am I trying to look decent? It's not like anyone here cares. Well, maybe the boys, but who really knows. Niall walked in.

"Hey, you-" He looked up from the ground, eyeing my outfit. His blue eyes widened. "Wow, you look...just wow." If I had been anywhere but here I would have blushed, but my circumstances prevented me from really accepting his words. I stared at him blankly and he nodded. At least he understands what I'm going through, somewhat.

"It's time." My heart sank. I wasn't ready for this. What's going to happen? Who's gonna be there? Words became lodged in my throat as I tried to voice my anxious questions. I simply nodded, eyes finding the floor. "Come on."

Niall held his hand out to me. Wobbling, I limped over to him, using the wall as guide. My fingers shook as I stretched my hand out to meet his. Just before we touched, my cautious eyes meet his sympathetic ones. They told me it was all going to be okay. Scolding myself for being so afraid even though I had good reason, I slipped my hand into his. Niall's hand was warm and smooth, especially compared to my icy calloused ones. He squeezed my hand, offering up a half-smile. I didn't return it.

Niall brought me over to the door, pausing just before turning the knob to let us out. He looked back at me. Blue eyes pierced mine. "Are you ready?"

No.

"Yes." Nope. Not at all. Niall gave me a strange glance, but must have decided against saying what he wanted to.

Click.

The lock turned and just like that, the door swung open. Niall exited the room and I began to follow. But I stopped just before leaving.

"What?" He asked, tugging slightly at my arm. It was insistent, but gentle.

"I-it's just that this is the first time I'm leaving in a month and a half." He ducked his head a little. I think I embarrassed him...but how?

"It'll be fine. Come on." He pulled me out into the hall, leading me to the right. The hallway was blank, empty, covered with nothing and had no color. At the end of the hallway stood four boys. I already knew three, but the fourth... Who was he? I'll have to wait till I'm closer.

Soon Niall and I stood in front of them> I gave the tiniest wave to Liam, Louis and Zayn. The first two boys smiled and nodded. Zayn just glared. Somewhere, I don't know where, but somewhere, I found the courage to ask a question to the mystery boy.

"W-who are y-you?" I may have stuttered, but at least I spoke. The boy narrowed his eyes at me, before softening them. His green eyes looked familiar. Where had I seen them before? Then again, all the boys looked familiar to me in a weird way. But I recognized him more than the others. Why?

"Harry." He said, staring at me. So this is the infamous Harry. Why haven't I met him before now. My eyebrows screwed together as my confusion was shown on my face.

"O-oh." I nodded, feeling slightly nervous, though I didn't know why.

"Alright, let's go guys. " Zayn stated, ushering us all through the doorway. He stopped me just before going through the open exit. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry stop and watch Zayn and I.

"Zayn?"

"Turn around." He said.

"Wh-"

He didn't waste time, spinning me around against my will. His hands went around my head and suddenly, I got scared. I tried to move away, but he stopped me. I attempted to turn back around, but again Zayn halted my movements.

"Stop." He whispered in my ear. But I couldn't help it. I couldn't see what he was doing and it scared me. It reminded me too much of my kidnapping. I silently pleaded for someone to help. To consumed in my own thoughts, I barely heard the exchange between another guy and Zayn behind me. I only heard Zayn agree and then fading footsteps. Someone spun me around. Harry.

"Harry?"

"I could tell you were a bit scared." My eyes dropped to the floor. "It's okay to be scared." He lifted my chin with a finger, forcing me to look at him. Looking sideways, I noticed that all the boys had disappeared. I was alone...with Harry...a boy I didn't know.

"I-I" I tried to respond, but nothing would come out. He hushed me, pulling something from his pocket. It was a piece of black fabric.

"We have to blindfold you." My jaw dropped. He moved to place it around my eyes. The world began to go dark and fear began to take over. I saw the scene play before my eyes. I saw the cloth folding over my face, forcing me to inhale the disgusting odor.

"Wait, wait. No. Please." I was shaking in my heels, the urge to tear coming back. I cry a lot these days. Harry pulled the blindfold away quickly, looking into my eyes.

"Jasmyne, I have to do this." He said, starting to raise the cloth again. I knew he did. I knew it. I just couldn't stand the memory that it brought up. Each time it was like I was reliving that moment. I didn't notice when he slipped the black fabric over my eyes or even tied it because I was so caught up in my own thoughts. I stretched out my hands, trying desperately to deal with my newfound blindness. I felt someone grab my shoulders, turning my slightly and pushing me forward. I stumbled in the dark.

This was going to be interesting.

Notes

Hey everyone, I'm going to try for a double update today! SOrry this one isn't too great, it's just a filler.

Why do you think all the boys look familiar?

Tell me what you think in the comments!! PLease and thanks! :)