****Zayn's POV****
We sat in a car in the street and watched as Niall sat in his car, sobbing furiously. I wanted to jump out right then and there and gather him into my arms and tell him everything was okay, and that I was there and he'd never have to be upset again, but I held back.
"Should we check on him? He's been in ther car just sitting there crying for almost an hour," Louis spoke quietly, but I shook my head slightly and glanced at Louis.
"It's better we let him mourn for a little while. We need to wait until he's inside anyways," I replied, watching the car carefully to see if he was going to make any moves.
"You got our plane tickets?" I asked Harry, looking at him in the rearview mirror and he nodded.
"The tickets will be there, waiting for pick-up when we get there," he answered and I nodded. We only had a little bit of time, but I was actually finally seeing that after all my waiting and all our plans, that I was finally going to escape, and with my perfect, darling Niall.
"He's getting out," Louis spoke quickly, and I turned and looked at him to see him literally dragging himself to the door and going inside.
"Alright, come on," I said, getting out of the car and opening the trunk. Harry and Louis each grabbed a pair of sturdy ropes and I grabbed a roll of ducktape...just incase.
"Don't hurt him," I whispered as the boys nodded and started up toward the doors. I held my breath and looked around, hoping nobody was around or thought anything suspicious. I heard a little noise from inside and then I saw the door open and heard Niall yelling and saying something. I couldn't help but grin excitedly as Harry and Louis dragged Niall out of his house and onto the porch where I was waiting.
"Oh precious," I whispered, at a loss for words upon seeing Niall once more. He was fighting as best as he could, but he was no match for Harry and Louis, and most certainly not for me.
"Leave him be," I spoke, coming up to him as Harry and Louis worked on tying up his legs and his arms. He was crying as he shook his head and I saw pure hatred and anger in his eyes. I smiled at the beautiful boy, regardless of his evident hatred for me. I ran my finger along his cheek and he hasitly turned his face.
"I will not let you get away with this," Niall growled aggressively as I raised my eyebrows in amusement. He was continuing to thrash as the boys tied him, but they eventually tied him up so he had nowhere to go.
"Get him in the car," I spoke as Niall started screaming and yelling for help. My heart began thumping wildly as i looked at Harry and Louis.
"Drug him...NOW," I demanded and Louis nodded, pulling out a needle we'd smuggled from the mental hospital and injecting it into Niall who gave one final cry, but then the effects began to take over. I lifted him into my arms as he drowsily looked at me, still crying.
"Don't cry my beauty, when you wake up we'll be together again. Far away from all of this, just you and me and we'll be...happy," I reassured him as he just shook his head and let a few more tears fall until finally, he succumbed and passed out cold. I set him in the car and took a deep breath. I pressed a firm kiss to his forehead and felt a few happy tears escape.
"We're gonna make it," I whispered, spinning around and looking at Harry and Louis who bit their lips and nodded slightly.
"Let's go, we don't have much time," I whispered, jumping into the driver seat and swerving out of the driveway.
"I can't believe we did it...I never thought this day was coming," I breathed, turning around and glancing at my Niall, sleeping peacefully.
"We can do anything now boys," I spoke giddily, feeling like nothing in the world could bring me down.
****Liam's POV****
I woke up in a new room, hooked up to some machine. I looked around drowsily and saw I was alone in the room and there were a bunch of nurses and doctor's staring at me through a glass room.
"What's going on?" I mumbled, my voice sounding like I was screaming. I closed my eyes tightly as my voice blew out my eardrums and I let out a tiny whimper. I heard nothing but mumbles from behind the glass and they were loud.
"Stop, please," I mouthed, the room spinning and the voices engulfing me. It was starting to grow painful and I started to cry as the pain increased. I tried to break from the chair I was strapped into, but it was no use.
"Help!" I cried, not caring how loud it was. I started to shake furiously and I felt all my thoughts and last bits of consciousness slipping away, but I tried to hold on.
"Niall...I love you," I whimpered before I was nothing. I was just there, no thoughts no actions. I didn't know where I was, but I didn't care. There was nothing anymore. I didn't have any strength or willpower to do anything. I just felt my brain pulsing inside my skull and all I saw were bright flashes occasionally or a jolt through my body.
"Liam!" a voice was screaming, but I couldn't comprehend anything. I felt something touching me and saw someone shaking my frantically, but I wasn't receptive at all.
"LIAM!" the voice grew, a hard smack to my face. My eyelids fluttered and I began to start seeing things. It was Niall! He was screaming and crying as he shook me and held my face.
"Liam! It's me!" he screamed and I nodded with a smile.
"Niall," I whispered, but he seemed upset. He shook his head, grabbing something on my head and ripping it off.
"Leave him be! We're running tests!" someone was screaming and suddenly I heard a commotion of screaming and yelling, and a million people touching me. I screamed out in pure confusion, losing sight of Niall, and thrashed around frantically to find him.
"Niall! Where's Niall?!" I cried, spinning in the chair after my hand restaints were removed. I just saw blurred faces surrounding me and talking and someone crying. I blinked a few times, trying to calm down and let my brain go back to functioning properly and then suddenly I felt cool hands on my cheek and I saw Niall's face again.
"Oh..Niall," I whispered, but his face was slowly starting to distort. My eyes widened in horror, but after a few minutes, all the blurriness went away and I saw it was actually Kate holding my face and crying furiously. Niall wasn't there...only Kate was.
"Kate," I murmured and she nodded, throwing herself into my arms and kissing me all over.
"What the HELL did you do to him?!" she screamed, the doctor's jumping back.
"We were running tests on his brain...to try and help him," my doctor spoke calmly, but she screamed and knocked over a machine, shaking her head in a furious manner.
"You're going to damage his brain! He isn't insane! He's perfectly normal! You all are the crazy ones!" I'm taking him out of here and I don't care what you say. He was put in here under false conditions and I will go to court or deal with anything I need to so that I can get him out of here," she hissed and the doctor swallowed hard, looking around. I stared at Kate, thinking they'd probably admit her there rather than let me go.
"Get him the fuck out. We've had nothing but problems since he's gotten here! Get help from someone else!" my doctor erupted, thrusting me out of the chair and I looked at Kate.
"How long have I-"
"A week...they told me they knocked you out a few days ago and just kept you under to run tests...Liam....Niall's gone," she spoke and I felt my heart shatter. I stood there, speechless.
"He called me, but he was kidnapped before he could finish the message he left me. He told me to tell you he loves you so much. I called the police, but they haven't found him yet," she whispered and I left out a deafening scream. After all the shit we'd gone through and now...I was alone again...
A/N: The bad news is I'm trying to make plot twists but I have nothing. So...it might be a few days before another upload...also because I'm so not ready for this story to end...
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