Ryan's POV
"Justin?" I knocked on the door.
I was currently standing outside Justin and Niall's hotel room, tapping my fists on the door repeatedly.
I was becoming impatient.
I've been standing here for ten bloody minutes.
I heard the door click.
Finally!
The door opened, revealing Niall, rubbing his eyes.
"You knocked?" Niall smiled.
"Darn right I did. Where's Justin?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"He's asleep... like everyone else." Niall bit his bottom lip.
"Why is everyone being so lazy? We have a missing person's issue." I stated, annoyed.
"Its 4am, Ryan... We can't stay up 24/7." Niall sighed.
I rolled my eyes, about to say something but my phone started going off. Niall looked to my pocket.
I pulled my phone out, widening my eyes in shock.
"You okay?" Niall asked.
"Chaz is fucking calling me!" I shouted, quickly pressing the green button.
Niall quickly ran to get Justin, I assumed.
"Chaz? OMG are you alright!?" I asked.
"Ryan, is it?" A man's voice asked, someone very unfamiliar...
"Uh, where's Chaz?" I asked.
"He's right beside me, I'm dropping him off outside your hotel." The man laughed.
I raised a brow, "Uhm... can I speak to him?"
"In five minutes. He'll be by the front doors of the hotel. Bye now." The phone hung-up.
Justin ran to the door, followed by Niall.
"Niall said Chaz called?" Justin asked, looking concerned.
"Yeah-Well sort of, a guy was calling me from Chaz's phone... he said Chaz would be outside the hotel in a minute." I bit my lip.
"I'm gonna lose it at him. Little shit had me worried." Justin growled, walking out of the hotel room. Niall and I followed him.
We basically rushed into the elevator.
"What was his problem? Why'd he lie and say he was meeting you in LA?" I sighed.
"I don't know... but I'm really going to kick his ass." Justin crossed his arms.
"And at four in the morning? He couldn't pick another time?" Niall added, yawning.
The elevator made a dinging noise, before the doors opened.
We sighed before walking out and heading towards the door.
It was raining outside, pretty hard...
Eh.
Just as we opened the entrance doors, a car skidded off.
I looked to my left, and felt like all the air in my lungs were knocked out.
Chaz's POV
(A few hours Later...)
The pain I was in the past few days felt almost fully gone, I felt sort of comfortable.
And sleepy, very sleepy.
Am I dead or something?
I couldn't be, because I swear I could hear this irritating beeping noise.
I took in a deep breath as I pried my eyes open.
It was really bright. I groaned a bit at the sting the brightness brought upon my eyes
"Chaz?" A voice spoke.
I felt my heartbeat quicken.
Was it the same man who kidnapped me?
I blinked a couple of times before looking over to where the voice came from.
Justin?
"Hey buddy." Justin smiled, biting his bottom lip.
"Justin?" My voice came out croaky and a bit high-pitched.
That's embarrassing.
"Yeah, its me." Justin sighed. I licked my lips, annoyed that they were so dry. "Ryan's here too, but he's asleep." Justin pointed to the corner of the room.
I looked to see Ryan curled up on a chair, his head hanging between his knees, clearly in a deep sleep because I could hear him snoring a little.
I looked back to Justin.
"The doctor got most of your swelling to come down. You've still got a lot of bruises, man..." Justin frowned, "What happened?"
I sighed, "Don't remember much."
My voice was still croaky.
Justin nodded in understanding.
It went a little quiet, not an awkward silence, but I guess we just didn't know what to say.
But if I could say something, I'd want to tell Justin how bloody glad I was to be away from whoever that guy was.
I don't know who he was, or why he beat the legit crap out of me, but I'm so grateful to be surrounded by my two best friends.
I can't mess it up ever again.
I'm going to be so fucking careful from now on.
I might never leave my house ever again after this.
Zayn's POV
"Okay, the other guy is gone." Savannah said, rushing over to me, bringing out a knife.
"What?"
"I don't know where he is..." Savannah stated, cutting the ropes from my wrists.
I sat up, beginning to un-tie the rope at my ankles.
"Okay, I can get you as far as down the road, then you need to get as far as possible. I dont know when Frank will be back." Savannah sighed, looking a bit scared.
"Will you be okay? He wouldn't hurt you, right?" I swallowed.
Savannah rolled her eyes, "I'll be fine. Lets move."
She grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed.
We ran out of the room, and down a hall.
The place seemed pretty neat.
"The front door's just-" Just as Savannah was about to finish her sentence, fear ran through the both of us when the door swung open, revealing non-other than Frank, holding a girl by the hair.
I furrowed my brows...
Frank had Selena Gomez by her hair...
"What the fuck are you both doing?" Frank growled.
Shit.
Author's Note; Another update! :)
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