Bound and broken

MIA'S P.O.V (SHE HAS NO SIGNIFICANCE IN THE STORY... I just wanted to name her.)

I was working in the coffee shop, 'alot-o-latte' ugh... When two boys come through the door. One is very tan and masculine. He has this bad boy vibe with all the tattoo's but I can tell he's not. Then there's this blonde boy, he looks carefree and bubbly. He's a normal guy.... Yeah right! It's Zayn Malik and Niall Horan! 2/5th of one direction are standing in the shop. Okay Mia stop fan-girling!

The two boys waited on line for a good five minutes. Just as Zayn was about to say his order... "I'll have a-" "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Amasculine voice yelled from the doorway. Two men. One was holding a gun. "This is a robbery! You! Give me everything." The guy not holding the gun said to me. I nodded quickly and opened the register. "Oi! Leave the girl alone!" An Irish accent said, Niall. Niall ran up the the man and shoved him away from me. I blushed slightly. 'Niall is protecting me?' The man grabbed his arm before Niall could lay a finger on him. He twisted it painfully back and pulled Niall into a choke hold. Then he pulled out a knife and placed it against his throat. "Money now or blondie dies." He yells at me. He doesn't seem to know who they are which I suppose is a good thing. Then a look of realization crossed his face as he looking at the blonde who had stopped thrashing and was looking on in fear. "Aren't you that fag from one direction?" The man with the gun asked. "Y-ea-yes." Niall stuttered. The man with the gun ran out and came back with a few ropes and some duct tape. Zayn's eyes widened, everyone's did. "Oi! Hands off my mate you cunts!" Zayn yelled punching the second man. The first man stopped him from doing anymore simply by pressing the knife against Niall's neck drawing the slightest amount of blood. "He's one too!" The first man yells. Gun-man grabs Zayn and ties his hands back. Zayn doesn't struggle. Niall on the other hand starts screaming and thrashing as he watched his friend get gagged. "Don't worry you'll get yours." The man coos in Niall's ear in a low voice that chills my bones. Niall freezes. I don't even think he noticed his hands being tied. 'Why hasn't anyone called the police?!' "Where's my money?!" Knife guy screams. I hand him the bag quickly and the two men leave with 2/5ths of one direction