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Taken

Chapter 3


Louis POV.
I woke up to the horrid sound of rock music, how long have I been out? Ugh my body ached and my skin stuck together in the places where the blood had dried. I didn’t remember much of last night except that we kidnapped a couple girls from the club last night and Harry beat the shit out of me. I tried my very hardest to get up, but every time I moved a muscle an agonizing pain shot through my body. I needed help to get up but there was no one in the room. Until I saw a head peeking out the side door staring at me.

“Please.” I grunted.
“I really need help getting up. I know you’re scared out of my mind but I need to clean up before the show tonight.”
The head just disappeared into the other room to where I couldn’t see her, but she can defiantly hear me. I tried again to get up on my own but it just resorted to me falling on the bare tiled floor. I let out am excruciating scream from all the pain that flew through my body.
“Who did that to you?” A shaky voice asked.

“Harry.”

“Why would he hurt you like that?” She said still hidden in the bathroom.

“We got into an intense argument last night.”

“Yea I heard.” She said coming beginning to enter the room slowly.
She was more beautiful then I remembered, her cheeks flushed with a tomato red and her eye brows curled into a frown.

“Can you please help me up to the chair.”
She didn’t budge, just twiddled with her fingers a little until she blurted out,

“Where’s Ella?”

“We have her locked up in a small room. Down the hall” I said between groans.

“I will help you under one condition.”

“You can forget the idea of us letting you go.”
“Just let me see Ella. Please.” She pleaded.

“Fine. Just help me get cleaned up.”
She let out an adorable smile that I guess indicated that she felt like she won a little battle, but it soon vanished when she remembered where she was.

“I uh, I’ll go get the first aid kit. I saw one in the bathroom.” She mumbled.
As she set up the first aid equipment on the table I could see she was thinking, and thinking hard. She had a look of confusion on her face and I got curious.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“Seriously tell me.”

“Just wondering why One Direction would kidnap us…”

“You knew we’re One Direction?”

“Well of course we did. You’re on every talk show to be known AND you’re the biggest boy band on the planet.”

“Then why didn’t you guys freak out and start screaming when you saw us??”

“Well at first we didn’t notice because everything happened to fast and we were drunk, but once we realized were so very confused.” She said wiping the cut on my cheek with a cotton swap soaked in alcohol.

“AHH! Take it easy that stings!” I shouted.

“I guess you can consider it as payback.” She said raising her eyebrow still frowning.

“You know, I don’t understand you girls. Most others would be hyperventilating in happiness that we kidnapped them?”

“Well then I guess you realized that we are not like most girls.” She said her voice raising a little.
I didn’t like her attitude, but I needed her to help me look decent for the cameras. So I decided to let it go with a little tease.

“Well then I guess it will make this whole game funner than I expected.” I winked.
She gave me one dirty look before she stomped out the door; thankfully I had regained enough strength to catch her down the hall.
I grabbed her two shoulders from behind and slammed her into the corridor wall squeezing her fragile little face between my bloody hand.

“Listen. You are going to answer my every god damn word whether you like it or not.” I spat.
Water began to fill the rim of her eyes.
“Ohh don’t cry baby girl, you still have a lot worse heading your way.”
I took her face between my hand and shoved her toward the room we were in.
“Now let’s go get me fixed up.”

Ella’s POV.

Everything was still a blur. The night at the club, getting kidnapped, this cellar I’m locked in, feeling safe in my kidnappers arms. I felt scared and hopeless, I didn’t know what was in store for me and the girls. Or even if the girls were still alive.
A stream of tears ran down my face followed by sobs I desperately tried hush. I pulled off the blanket Harry had gotten for me last night and sat up. My tears still flowing I began to pray.

“Please God I know you’re up there and I really need you right now” I began.
“I don’t know what we got ourselves into but please don’t let anything bad happen to us. I believe in you and my whole religion and I need you to stay with me. If I get out of this and I’m back home I promise to treat my family better and wake up every day thankful for what I have. You’re my only hope right now. And I love you. So please don’t let them hurt us.”
I suddenly felt a little more settled down. I had stopped crying and a spark of hope lightened inside, but I still felt horrified that Harry will walk through the door any minute. My stomach was churning with anxiety and I desperately wanted everything to be one big dream.
The big mettle door opened making a horrid sound and making my heart drop. I took the blanket in my hand and backed away as far as possible hitting my back on the freezing cold iron wall. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt, I gathered the blanket and hugged it tight on my chest closing my eyes as hard as possible turning my face from whoever just came through the door.

“You know you don’t have to be that scared.” An Irish voice chuckled.

“Why wouldn’t I be? One Direction kidnapped us and I’m currently in a mettle cellar probably where you guys slaughter your girls.” I hissed.

“Can you at least look up?” he said.
Why would he sound so at ease? What if somebody found out about all this.

I looked up to see the band member Niall standing across the room. I glared straight into his crytal blue eyes and snapped,
“What do you want with us?”

“You guys are all a part of a plan.”

“What plan?”

“Now how stupid do you think I am to tell you that?” he scoffed.
I didn’t say anything realizing how stupid my question was; I just sat there gnawing on what was left on the inside of my bottom lip. Niall took one glance at me and gave me a smirk while slowly walking over to me.
He knelt down right beside me staring at my lips.
“Leave me alone!” I shouted knocking him over.

He got up his face filled with fury. He yanked my arm up so hard I felt like I flew up to my feet, it hurt so bad I let out a cry of pain. He looked like he was panting he was so angry. I didn’t know what to do, my heart started to race again, my head spun I felt like crying and pushing him away again but I couldn’t. My eyes were dry but filled with fear.
He slammed my body against the wall causing the whole room to fill with the loud bang. All the air in my lungs escaped and could barely catch my breath, my heart racing, my body winded. I felt like I was just ganna fall onto the floor when he finally spoke up.

He plastered his body against mine causing the little air I had restored to escape from between my lips yet again. He was still panting peering down at me when I whispered in pain,

“Please don’t hurt me.”

He chuckled sliding his big hands where every they desired on my body.

“All I was going to do was give you a simple complement on how full and naturally red your lips were despite the freezing temperature, and you decide you knock me down.”
“Please!” I sobbed.
I wanted him to let me go, I wanted to be home in my mom’s arms like this was all just a dream. His hands still traveling somehow managed to get my shirt off.
The cold air invaded my body like nothing I’ve ever felt before, I felt like throwing up it was just to cold.
Even though I was shivering and tears slowly escaped my eyes he still continued, he crashed his lips into mine causing my head to slam back on the wall. I tried fighting back with all my power but he was just to strong.
His hands were right around my waist, his thumbs slowly caressing my hip bone. I managed to grab his arm and toss it to the side, but I wish I hadn’t. All it did was cause him more anger grabbing both my hands by the wrist with just one of his hands cutting off the blood circulation in them. He released his horrid kiss and his head moved slowly down my neck.
It started at my collar bone where his think wet tongue began.
I couldn’t take it anymore, it was all too much. I imagined all this to happen with a loved one after I’m married and it wouldn’t have all been by force while I’m drowning in my own tears. I don’t know what over took me but I began to scream and plead out Harry’s name.

“HARRY! HARRYYYY HARRY HELP ME PLEASEE!” I sobbed.

But all I got in return was Niall going up my neck faster and saying,

“Harry doesn’t care about you; He was just drunk last night. Remember the club last night?”
I didn’t care, for some reason I felt that if Harry was here then this will all come to an end. And so I began again.

“HARRY HARRY HEEELLLLPPP HARRYYY!!!!! HARRY PLEAASSEEEE!!!!”

Niall continued as if nothing was happening he forced his lips against mine yet again letting go of my wrists trying to undo my belt buckle.
I gathered all the strength in my body and tried to push him away, but it was like I was trying to push a wall. He didn’t even stumble back.
Just then Harry Louis and Nina stumbled through the door. My heart filled with relief of seeing Nina okay and having Harry here.
“Oh my god Ella!” Nina cried
She tried to run over to me but Louis had her under a tight grip.
“Let me go you asshole!” she shouted struggling to come to me, but just as it was with Niall, Louis was just too strong.
Niall turned his head and said,
“It’s okay love, I’ll make sure your next but for now you guys are just in time for the exciting part.” And turned around to resume what he was doing.
His head covered my view of them, but I heard heavy footsteps coming rapidly closer. Harry.
I felt Niall suddenly fly off me and I fell straight to the floor gasping desperately trying to catch my breath. Everything was fuzzy but I could hear Nina sobbing and shouting my name across the room and to my right I saw a rather angry Harry jamming his fist into Niall’s stomach. Why would Harry care so much about me to beat up two of his band mates for me?
I was to out of breathe and dizzy to think and felt my fragile naked body slam into the cold floor as everything went black.

Notes

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Comments

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