Kidnapped by One Direction

He doesn't, though. He just keeps walking, opening the closet door and calling my name. He looks a bit scared, worried, even. I can hear him start to breathe heavily and run out the door.
Where should I go now? If he can't find me, he'll surely search all of the rooms again. Maybe he'll find me this time.
I peek out of the room, making sure that Harry is nowhere in the hallway.
And without thinking twice, I'm creeping out the front door again. This time I take off in a completely different direction. I notice that they live in a rich neighborhood, my house could probably fit in one room of these houses!
I'm running for god knows how long. The boys, minus Harry and Niall,had gone to rent a movie. It was dark and I was afraid. Where was I, anyways? Manchester? Leeds? Bradford? Or was I in London? The streets were wide and I had nowhere to run. It seemed to go on forever.
Headlights illuminated the road in the distance, and I looked around wildly. All of the houses had tall fences around them. I don't think I could climb them, especially considering how close the car was coming.
I flattened myself against the nearest fence. It was a wooden whitewashed seven foot monstrosity.
I was wearing a red sweater, black vans, and dark jeans, so it wasn't the best hiding place. But I prayed that the people in the car wouldn't see me.
Unfortunately, as the car came closer, it slowed to a stop. I saw three people in the car, and as soon as the door opened, I realise exactly who they are.
It's Louis, Zayn, and Liam. Liam looks really, really mad. I don't think I've ever seen him this angry before. Not even when Harry tried to rape me.
He opens the door and slams it, beginning to walk towards me. His fists are clenched so tightly that I can see the whites if his knuckles.
I turn on my heel and begin running in the direction I was running in at first. I hear Liam curse and begin to run after me, followed by more slamming doors. I know that now all of the boys are after me.
"Amber, come back!" Screams Louis. I don't answer. If I let them catch me, I know that they'll hurt me. Maybe let Harry do whatever he wants to do to me. I can't let them.
I run until I can't breathe any longer, and my knees feel weak. I collapse.
I feel rough hands pick me up and drag me to my feet, picking me up and calling to Zayn to start the car.
I hear it approaching, and as soon as it stops in front of us, Liam opens the door and tosses me in. Louis gives me a dirty look as I struggle to stay awake, exhausted from running.
"Amber, you little bitch!" Yells Zayn.
"Why the fuck do you keep trying to run away? Do we have to keep you under lock and key?"
Louis turns. "Actually, that's probably a good idea. Maybe we could install a lock on the outside of her door?"
Liam has barely said anything. He just looks at me, with rage in his eyes.
Suddenly, he reaches out and slaps me in the face. It stings, but I do nothing only look at him with tears pooling in my eyes.
“You don’t fucking run like that,” he says. “now we have to lock you in your room. Are you happy, Amber? You fucked it all up.”
He turns away without another word, and Zayn begins to drive back to the house. The house that is now my prison. When we arrive, Louis grabs my arm roughly and pulls me into the house, following the rest of the boys. He then slams the door shut, dragging me up the stairs and into the kitchen.
“Harreh!” He calls.
Harry comes running down the stairs, and when he sees me sitting there, his eyes darken.
“Where was she?” he asks slowly.
“We found her running down the road.” He says. “She was trying to escape. God, Harry, can’t you watch a 17 year old for 20 minutes without having her run off somewhere?”
Harry looks at me, hate in his eyes. “I’ll deal with her.”
I look at Liam pleadingly, begging him to not force me to go with him. But he looked away, guilt showing in his eyes and on his face. I swallow a lump in my throat as Harry leads me out of the room and up another flight of stairs.
What is he going to do to me?

Notes

Make sure to subscribe if you like it! xx