Audrianne's POV

I know that voice...

I instantly tried to free myself, but he was too strong.

Desperate to get away, I twisted, planting a heel in the man's ribs and shoving as hard as I can.

I'm sure it didn't hurt, but I needed to let them know I wasn't going to give up without a fight.

"What are you guys doing here?!" I asked. He finally let me go.

I looked around and gasped at my assailants.

It was Louis and Harry from the museum.

As well as Liam from the bar!

"You're one of them, as well?"

"You did receive the note we were coming, didn't you?" Harry asked.

"I thought it was a joke! I didn't take it seriously!" I said.

"Well now whose fault is that?" Louis teased. I glared at him.

"If you're looking for more paintings, I don't have any." I said shakily.

Liam came up to me, picked up my hand and kissed the back of it.

I was stunned for a moment, before realizing he had taken my ring.

"Hey! Give that back!" I say, reaching for it.

I made a swipe for it, but he pulled his arm back. I huffed.

He smirked victoriously.

"This is what we're after." Louis said.

Liam held up my ring, examining it.

I lunged for it, only to have Louis to hold me back.

"As much as I love holding you, I'd advise you to stop struggling. It's futile."

"How about this to ensure your cooperation?" Harry asked.

I turned to look at him to see him holding a gun at me threateningly.

"If you ever want to see your precious ring again, I suggest you quietly come with us." He said.

I could hear my grandfather's voice in the back of my head, 'Audrianne, do it.'

"Hey, easy Harry. Be nice." Louis said, lowering the gun.

Liam held up the sweatshirt and sweatpants like the ones they were wearing.

"Wear this."

"Why?" I asked.

"We wouldn't want anybody to recognize you." He replied matter of factly.

"Well you're crazy! I'm not getting naked in front of you guys." I say.

"As much as we'd love to see that, we just wanted you to put them on over the ones you have on." Harry smirked. I blushed.

I quickly changed, crossing my arms over my chest with a huff.

"Okay, now what?" I asked irritatedly.

"Now, we leave."

////

When my blindfold was removed, I was in an unfamiliar room.

The thieves had driven me here in a van. That's all I knew.

"Where are we?" I ask, looking around.

"Now do you really think it'd be smart of us to reveal the location of our hideout?" I loked behind me to see none other than Zayn. The waiter.

"You, too?" I ask, rubbing my face.

"Are you kidding? I'm the brains of this operation." He scoffed. I rolled my eyes.

"Figuratively speaking" I turned again to see Niall joining us.

"He's in on this, too? What, you guys all stalked me out beforehand?" I asked.

"We are pretty smart." Louis said.

Liam eyed Niall in amusement.

"Some more than others."

Niall glared at Liam in response.

"And you guys make up half of the North Gang?" I ask. They all nodded their heads.

I looked at all of them skeptically. They did give off the bad boy vibe.

"That's right." Harry answered, putting an arm around my shoulders.

"Now down to business." Zayn said.

When he spoke, he clearly took command. It was as intimidating as it was fascinating.

"Your grandfather created that ring. He was an artist as well as an inventor." He said.

"Wait! So my grandfather was part of this gang, too?" I ask shocked.

"Correct." He replied.

"I had no idea." I say sitting down.

"He was truly a great man."

"The sole purpose of the North Gang revolves around that ring." Harry said sitting beside me.

I was getting curious despite myself...

They scared me, but there's more to them than just theft and kidnapping.

While Zayn was explaining. Louis came up with a take-out box.

He kindly offered, but I denied.

"We have to find out where that ring was made. It's the key to everything." says Harry.

"If the ring's what you needed, why did you bring me along?"

"We need your fingerprints." Liam said.

"Why?"

"Consider yourself lucky. You get to be apart of the North Gang." Harry lightly punched my shoulder.

I quickly shot up.

"Apparently you've seen our faces, so you have no choice." Harry said. I sighed and sat back down.

For an instant, I thought back to when Harry saved me. How he had me in a tight embrace.

"We could always take the whole hand, if you prefer." Niall smirked.

"Do you always have to be so rude?" I ask, annoyed.

"It comes with his personality."

"Think of him as an oreo. Crunchy on the outside. Soft and gooey on the inside." Liam said.

"Hey!" Niall pouted.

"What? I related you to food, I thought you'd like that." Liam defended.

That lightened the mood. As scary as this was, I actually wanted to do this...

"Fine, I'm in. but under one condition."

"Go for it." Zayn said.

"I won't do any killing." I said.

"Agreed." They all say.

"Now we'll take you back home." Harry smiled at me.

"Don't contact anyone about us, because we will find out." He added. I gulped nut nodded.

And we were off.

////

We were in the van when Harry looked back and narrowed his eyes.

"Trouble. Police are behind us." He said.

"They don't know it's us." Zayn said.

Just then , their lights and sirens went off.

"They do, now." Louis said.

"You never changed the plates?" Niall said/asked."

"I was lecturing Harry about flirting on witnesses." he defended. I looked at Harry to see him smirking.

"Can you lose 'em?" I asked. Zayn scoffed.

He began to swerve in and out of traffic.

Harry planted a firm grip on my knee, as if he was protecting me from danger.

I tried to steady myself when Zayn swerved again.

I grabbed onto the first thing I could.

A door handle?

The next burst of speed threw me backwards, and the door flew open.

I screamed an ear piercing scream.

Disoriented, I began to tumble out of the open van door.

"HARRY!"

Notes

Hay everybody! This story is a lot of fun writing! I just hope it lasts longer than the other ones:) Keep reading, though!

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