The Fighter (AU/Punk)

Sages POV
I chain the door behind me and walk across the hard floors of my apartment, the clicking of my heels the only sound. I strip off my dress and change into an outfit to go see Michael. I need to talk to him about Harry and find out what's going on. I slip on some combat boots and grab my keys and phone, walking to the door. My keys slid out of my hand and I groan as I bend down to pick them up. As I reach down I feel arms wrap around my waist. Instinct kicks in and I scream and kick back, however, the guy is way too strong. His beefy hand clamps over my mouth and i feel true fear course through my veins. It's the guy who attacked me. I don't know how I'm so sure but I have a gut feeling, I just know. I bite down on his hand until I taste blood.
"Fucking bitch!" He says and his hand is pulled away. I scream at the top of my lungs until a rag is thrust in my mouth. Oh fuck I know this smell. I hold my breath and fight the tears that well in my eyes. I feel my face turn red. Slowly I relax all my limbs and close my eyes until I'm leaning entirely against my attacker, not supporting my own weight. He removes the rag and I inhale sharply and punch him in the gut. He keels over and I whip around to face him. Even bent over in pain he's bigger than I am.
I take the opportunity to run out the door but he pulls me back, this time practically shoving the chloroformed rag down my throat. I gag and try to hold my breath but my efforts are futile. Slowly my vision fades out and the last thing I remember is him picking me up like I weigh nothing.

Harry's POV
I break down the door to Zayns flat and Liam and Niall immediately go to the bedrooms to check for Zayn. Louis and I scan the living room, dining room, and kitchen. He's not here.
"He's not here!" Liam shouts from the hallway.
I go back into the living room and see Zayns laptop sitting on the couch. I open it up and am met with a password protect.
"Fuck," I mumble.
"What?" Louis asks and sits next to me. "Oh fuck," he mumbles when he sees that we need a password.
"Any ideas?" I question.
"Nope," Louis says and shakes his head. "Niall, Liam!" He calls out. "Do you know what Zayns password is?"
Niall saunters into the room. "Uh it might be one of his sisters names."
"What are his sisters names?" I ask.
"Uh Safaa," Niall says and thinks. "Waliyha, and Doniya."
"Okay," I mumble and type in all of their names.
Denied.
"Anything else?" I ask.
"Can I see it?" Liam asks. I willingly hand it over to him. And he types for another moment before handing it back to me. "Got it."
"What was it?" I ask and begin looking through Zayns emails.
"1234," Liam says. "Zayns a pretty simple guy."

Sages POV
I wake up to the smell of mold and rust. I open my eyes and am faced with a dank, unfamiliar room. I move to a sitting position on the cold cement floor and take in my surroundings. The room is small, with cement walls, floors, and ceiling. There's no furniture or windows. The only light is coming from a murky lightbulb hanging on the ceiling. A steel door seems to be the only exit.
The door creaks open and Zayn walks in slowly. I back away until my back hits the cool wall.
"Sage I'm not going to hurt you," Zayn says softly. The door slams shut behind him and I hear a lock slide into place. "I was kidnapped too."
"What's going on?" I ask hysterically, my heart pounding.
"I'm not entirely sure," Zayn admits and slides down to sit on the floor next to me.
"Who is that guy? What does he want?" The unanswered questions tumble out of my mouth.
"Calm down," Zayn says and rests his hand on my shoulder.
"Don't tell me to fucking calm down!" I shout and push his hand off me. I leap to my feet and pace the small room.
"We are going to find a way out of here," Zayn says.
"We are locked in a concrete box Zayn!" I shriek.
"I do know some stuff but I can't tell you when you're being hysterical!" Zayn shouts from the floor.
"Oh my god Zayn next time you open your mouth it better be to say something relevant!" I say angrily and run my fingers through my tangled hair, pulling it out of its ponytail.
"The guy knows that we're cops!" Zayn shouts with frustration. I stop dead in my tracks.
"He what?" I ask calmly.
"He knows," Zayn says and gets to his feet. "I don't know how but he does."
"We need to get the fuck out of here," I say seriously, trying to calm my pounding heart.
"Agreed," Zayn says.
I pat down my pockets, searching for my phone on the slim chance that he didn't take it when I was unconscious.
"The only exit is the door," Zayn says examining the room. "No vents or anything."
Zayn makes his way towards the door and examines the knob. "It's chained from the outside. We can't get out."
"So we will have to wait for him to come back," I say calmly. At that moment the door flies open, forcing Zayn to jump back.
The guy walks in and I finally get a good look at him. He's at least 6'5 with bulging muscles. His pale skin makes the veins easier to see through his skin. He has a tattoo of a sparrow on his upper right arm and a strong jawline.
"Well hello there my little narcs," he says cruelly and stands in the doorway. My eyes meet Zayns and a silent agreement goes between us to wait until next time. We aren't prepared to take him on right now.
"Who are you?" Zayn asks and crosses his arms.
The man laughs harshly. "That's not important."
"I beg to differ," I say and cross my arms.
"You'll be doing a lot of begging soon darling," the man says and I feel my hands start to shake in fear. "Fellas," the man calls over his shoulder. Two goon looking guys appear. They look like they belong in a movie. "Restrain him," he says and nods to Zayn. My eyes widen as the two guys grab Zayn while the man prowls towards me.
"No!" Zayn shouts and I back up against the wall.
As the man approaches me I feel a rush of adrenaline.
He reaches out with his beefy hands and I kick him in the groin but my foot is met with something solid. Fuck he's wearing a cup.
He grabs me and crushes me against him, dragging me out of the room. The door closes behind me and the two goons who were restraining Zayn appear. I hear Zayns shouts from the room as I'm carried down a dark hallway.
There is no way I can take on all three of them when I can't even take on the one who's carrying me. There has to be a better opportunity to get away.
The two goons talk lowly about something and I can only make out a few words like 'the boss' and 'cabin'.
At the end of the hallway there's a steel door that the man carrying me pushes through to the rainy night air. The minute we step outside I am soaked by the assaulting rain. He slowly carries me to a car and one of the goons opens the trunk. I feel panic set in and I begin to thrash madly, kicking back against the man as I try to get away. He chuckles lowly.
"Not today," he says and shoves another rag drenched in chloroform in my mouth. I gag and try to hold my breath but he squeezes my ribs tightly. I gasp in pain and breathe in the chemicals.
Oh fuck.

Notes

So I tricked youuuu he isn't evil :) or is he...
Hope you liked it and I left you another cliff hanger.
WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN TO SAGE?
IF ZAYN DIDNT TELL THE GUY TO ATTACK SAGE, WHO DID?
ARE HARRY AND THE OTHER GUYS GOING TO FIND SAGE BEFORE SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS?
Hope you're enjoying it as things are starting to get really interesting and fast paced and intense. Zayn and Sage do not work well together under pressure.