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Chapter:-7

Light's P.O.V

Through the trees, the weak twilight shined and although the wind was taking a much needed nap, the sped of the car made the landscape blurry. Still it was enchanting and my eyes feasted on every particle.

Miles after miles, the dusky purple in the sky only turned darker. Together with the different shades green and brown o f the trees, nature was painting a true masterpiece.

We had been driving the entire say. Earlier in the morning Naill drove and then Liam. We only stopped twice to get food. Joe was always so, picky about the food that highway restaurants served. Too bland. Too hot. Too cold. Nothing was good enough for him. Then these guys didn't care, as long as they had something that could stop the gurgling sound in their bellies.

I couldn't remember the time, when I had regular meals. Joe never cared much about them. Once every two days, that was his rule. Only a bit more when he wasn't around.

These people. England's top gangsters. They may have kidnapped me, but they gave me more food than my own brothers ever did. They cared for me more than he ever Besides all of this, I felt different.

Different.

I talked with them today. There was a time,when I thought I would lose my voice forever. These men, triggered a spike of confidence that I didn't think was there. Having a normal conversation, it was a new  experience.

After driving for whole noon Niall sat on the backseat beside Louis. He went into half sleep and in every next fifteen minutes he would make weird sound. I think he wasn't comfortable. He drove from morning to evening non stop and in that uncomfortable seat he couldn't relax. I felt bad for him but there was nothing could do. Harry by my side stuck his nose with the phone,though the car went through several jerks but the phone in his hand didn't slipped out.

On the other side Louis ,who made some phone calls in late noon and now ear plugs were in his ear. His eyes were closed, head against the window,arms across his chest. Rested like that by an hour, I've been noticing him when he first put ear plugs in his ears.

Sometimes, his body swayed side to side and the other times he nodded a bit and twice he smiled, it was a small smile but true it showed love, joy,satisfaction. I love to see him like that.

Oh! Light what are you thinking!
Stop it.

****

Suddenly Liam stopped.

"We are here!" he exclaimed and then he hopped out.

"Niall!" Harry yelled in Niall's ear and he jumped up high and took out his gun. He looked serious and I scooped to the farthest end of the seat. Harry was laughing hard but my eyes stayed on the gun, Louis chuckled a bit so did Niall then he dug it into his pocket. A relief washed over me when Niall jumped out without a gun in his hand. I was following Harry out of the car and Louis behind me. I slowly hopped out and when my feet were finally on the road, Louis whispered ,"Don't get scared of guns and especially when Niall's takes out one."And he playfully pushed my shoulder with his.

"Why?" I asked.

"Oh! My little sparrow is curious." He chuckled and put his arms around my shoulder.

My Sparrow! When he said 'My'.
My heart fluttered and smile drew the curtains. No matter, how cheesy it was but those words floated me in red.

"Hey! Luke isn't coming to deliver the bus," Niall yelled,disrupting my thoughts.

"Then who's coming?" Harry murmured and pulled a cigarette out.

"Ethan," Liam replied with his phone in left hand, he looked angry.I was unsure a bit earlier about his sudden anger but when Louis reacted with a yell I understood everything.

"What the fuck? Everyone knows he is Joe's friend."
"What if he sees her and tell him,"Louis yelled and sooner the bus was in our sight but far enough to recognise us.Louis picked me up and started running into the woods.
His tattooed muscular arms were beneath my body and my arms around his neck. Kept running until we were out of the sight of the road.

He sat down and I was still on his lap, I was sure that he didn't notice how close and intimated we sat. He kept his eyes alert and was breathing heavily. When I heard that Ethan was Joe's friend; suddenly fear arose that what if he takes me back to the cage?

I held Louis in a tight grip; maybe he could protect me from him. His fast heartbeat was as comforting as the smell of beer soap he had used

Light!! Stop it.

Why are you getting attached to him?

Joe won't pay the ransom and everyone will realise there's no point of keeping you here .

I realised from our embraced bodies and got up. When I laid my eyes on his, they suddenly looked deep and desolated. I couldn't stop gazing at them,trying to find their true meaning,until his phone went off.

After the short conversation he stood up and asked,"Can you walk on your own."

I nodded an we started walking together. I knew he slowed his pace because my legs wouldn't allowed me to walk fast so I took short steps so did he.

"You must be happy to hear about Ethan coming here," he sassed.

"I don't even know him. Why would I be happy?"

"He's Joe's friend. Don't act that you didn't hear me on the road cause I know you did," he said and stopped in front of me.He tucked my hair at the back of my ear. I melted in his touch, "Give your hopes up .You can't be saved from us."

But little did he knew that he's the one who saved me.

He started walking ahead. I tried hard to catch up with him,but my legs didn't want to cooperate. They shook with every step I took, each more painful then one before . When breathing grew heavy,he stopped and jogged back to me.

"You are taking hours now," he grumbled and picked me up like earlier-bridal style and started walking.

"Sparrow, have you ever experienced butterflies in stomach."

"No." I lied , cause if he would have asked me for whom, I would be definitely start stammering.

I couldn't tell him that he was the first person who ever made me feel them.

"Well I am experiencing it now," he murmured.

What? really!!!

He feels that too and now my stomach was filled with fireflies.

"What?" I questioned to make sure what I heard was true.

"Ugh! Nothing," he said but inside I knew he was lying and what I heard earlier was correct;no misunderstanding.

"But I like to call it fireflies," I said.
I don't know from where I was getting the confidence, I just wanted to talk to him over and over.

"Why? Why fireflies?" He asked, his expressions were curious like he to wanted hunt my thoughts.

"Because,they spread light. And they do it all by themselves. Never needed anyone else to kick away the horrors of the dark night. Whenever they come. They bring beauty and smiles," I said imagining the view in my mind.

I didn't want to tell the other reason that it has light and mine was dim; didn't want to let anyone know that I was broken.

"My little sparrow! You should talk more often. Your thoughts are appreciable," he said and smiled.

Now I couldn't hold it. My cheeks felt hot,they surely ran turn. I moved my head to the front. Trying my best  he couldn't see my face.

****

The car was gone and there was a huge dark blue bus. He put me down. My feet manage to hold my body weight, yet my skin screamed to kept close to his.

I felt like a sheep without wool.

"They left us!" I cried .

"Nuh! Nuh! they don't have that much courage." He opened the front door of the bus and beckoned me to get in.
I stepped in, my jaws touched the floor, eyes refused to blink and no words could utter from my mouth.

"I know it's breath taking," Harry said and comfortably settled himself on the cream colored couch.

On the right side, there was a kitchen counter. Microwave above and oven under it there was a small gas stove on the counter. A dish washer settled on the right of it and beside it, there was a dish stand.

The couch on which Harry laid looked expensive and a big flat television in front of. There was a contrast of ancient and modern architecture.

"We live in luxury," Louis whispered behind me.

I wanted to go further but didn't go. My has defenceless by my side and eyes stuck on the glass window. It wasn't even translucent it was perfectly transparent but my eyes just saw the glass. It always happens when I am clueless of what to do next.

"Sit," Liam said coming out the inner section of the bus through burgundy curtains.

I obeyed.

All of them came out and sat together.
Everyone was busy doing there own works, Harry was on his laptop looked like he didn't wanted to be disturbed. Liam was making some calls and Niall did nothing but kept walking then sitting and then doing that again but Louis was rummaging something in a cupboard below the kitchen counter.

"Sparrow, can you cook?" He asked, still sitting with legs criss crossed on the floor with that cupboard open and some boxes and packets falling out.

"Yes."

"Cook dinner then," he said and walked inside awkwardly.

I knew from where the awkwardness came, when he called me 'Sparrow' everyone left their work all of a sudden and gawked him and me. I think he didn't want anyone to know that he gave his hostage a pet name.

"What would you like to eat?" I asked, distracting them with another subject then 'Sparrow.'

"I don't know," Naill muttered.
"Whatever you wanna make," Harry said, while tiring his hair into a bun.

"Yeah!" Liam added. "As long as it's shrimps. I hate them."

I started cooking curry and rice, because I couldn't find any other ingredient to make something else.
It turned out to be quick, I didn't knew it will be done this fast. Let them know that I was almost ready.Niall helped me in serving. All the plates and bowls were placed on the table that stood between two couches.

Soon Louis came out wearing plain white shirt, the white was deep like dove in the air. He looked like an angel who was covered in dust before but was washed now.

I didn't even realised, he was sitting beside me until Liam called out his name, they were talking about a childhood trip they went together.

"Remember,when you said that you won't come back but you did cause you were so scared of dark," Liam said and laughed.

"Yeah!I was 7 then, I wanted sausages but everyone already ate it." He chuckled.

"I kept it for myself but they ate it."

"I too ran away from home when I was a kid but I came back the next day because my chips were finished," Harry confessed.

"You came back because your chips were finished." Niall laughed too.

"I did too once," I joined in, unaware of the source of my confidence. Everyone's head tilted my way."I was six when I was pleading my mother to let me watch TV but she didn't, I decided to leave. Thought she'll get worried finding me gone and then I'll come back and demand to watch my favorite cartoon."Suddenly, insecurity hit me, everybody's eyes were on me. I felt like I shouldn't have said anything."I am sorry. I won't interrupt your conversation. Sorry." I apologized , fiddling my fingers.

"It's fine Light, carry on." That time he didn't called me 'Sparrow' and for some odd reason, I felt bad.

"So, when I decided to go, I packed my bag and you won't believe what I had," I chuckled and saw Louis, I don't know why? but I felt that the smile crept on his was a reaction of my chuckle.

"What did you carried?"Liam asked.

"A tiffin box, full of chips and candies.
In the evening I thought she must have learned her lesson. So I went back home. I was expecting a dramatic scene where she would cry to see me and hug me and then I'll hit my goal but it was opposite." I started giggling as I remembered what actually happened.

"Don't tell me, she punished and hit you after that." Niall concluded the answer, laughing so were other and strange thing was..... That I was fitting in it.

By that time everybody had finished dinner. Then the tension in the room rose, when Liam asked Louis,"Did you had you medicines?"

His fist clenched and shoulder tightened, he was looking at the floor, preventing us from seeing the anger in it but it didn't last long.

"What the crap! Did you really had to bring that up now?" He stood up, throwing the bowl on against floor.

"So, that means you are not taking them," Liam sterned.

"I don't care! I don't want to," he shouted and went inside. The curtains must have felt scared too, as it didn't come down for a few seconds after his anger had made them fly.
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