Niall's POV*

It's been fifteen minutes. Surly it doesn't take that long for a girl to piss, right?

I nervously bit my lip, taking a seat on the sofa as I watched the stairs, waiting for Khloe to come down.

Did she get sick?

Did she fall asleep maybe?

I had this awful feeling in my gut, but I wasn't sure if I was just working myself up, or if I really should be concerned. However, I kept my eyes on the wooden planks, just waiting.

Harry suddenly appears in front of me. "Have you seen Khloe?" I yelled to him over the music.

He shook his head, walking closer. "No, didn't she go to the restroom?"

"Yeah, but she hasn't come back and it's been like fifteen minutes.." I mumbled, nerves starting to take over my insides. Something just felt off.

"Have you looked around? Maybe she lost you and was trying to find you?"

"No, she hasn't even came downstairs, yet." I mumbled, biting my nails and shaking my left leg up and down- something I can't control when I get nervous.

"Chill, man. I'll get Lou and we'll look around here. Go check to see if she passed out or something." I nodded and abruptly stood up, making my way towards the steps, taking two at a time.

The first room I checked was the furthest on the right side of the hall. It was Luke's old room. I flipped on the lights, nothing.

I made my way down each door, flipping on the lights, walking into each room, still nothing.

The bathroom was next which was on the other side of the hall. I opened it to find a random person throwing up in the toilet, but that was it. I cursed and slammed the door shut, walking into my old room. Once again seeing just an empty room with a bare bed in the middle.

"Fucking hell!" This can't be happening. Where the fuck did she go!?

I opened Harry's door, busting through the lock, only to find a messy ass floor with clothes thrown all around. His dressers had scattered things all over and his walls were covered in posters of naked women. Other than that, absolutely no sign of life.

I mentally prayed that she would be in Collin's room. His was the last I haven't checked. I pushed the door open and turned the lights on to find another messy room. The only difference was that his window was open, the curtain fluttering in the wind.

I furrowed my eyebrows, walking over it to see there was a sticky note taped to the glass.

Find me here,
I'll take her there.
Find me there,
I'll bring her back here.
You have 6 hours remaining.

I didn't recognize the writing, but I had a funny feeling I knew who this was about. I wanted to vomit.

I ripped the note off the window, growling aloud. This is not fucking happening.

I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me. I stormed down the stairs, and made my way over to the lights. I flipped them all on, seeing as everyone stopped dancing and began to look around. I ripped the cords of the stereo out, causing it to cut the music.

"Who the fuck did this!?" I screamed as I held the neon yellow note above my head.

"Niall, what are you doing?" Harry stumbled through people, pushing to get to me.

"She's not fucking here. She's fucking missing, Harry! I want to know who the FUCK thinks this is fucking funny!" I screamed, everyone staring at me with wide eyes. They were caught like deer in headlights. "Please, do tell me who decided that it'd be funny to fucking kidnap my girlfriend!?" To say I was furious would be an understatement.

I was fuming.

No worse.

I couldn't even comprehend how mad I was.

"Niall, maybe she went outside for a break? Maybe you're over looking this." Harry tried to reason, but I knew he was really just trying to calm me.

"Do you know how stupid you sound, you dipshit? Khloe never fucking came down the stairs!"

"Then how would somebody steal her? She can't just disappear!" Harry yelled back.

"I checked every fucking room up there, and in Collin's room, the window was opened, and this note was fucking hanging there! Like he knew that I'd fucking check!" God I wanted to beat someone's head into the cement right now. Preferably whoever has taken off with Khloe.

Harry read the note aloud a couple times, as if coming to terms with the fact that maybe I could be right. Each time the words left his mouth I became sicker and sicker with the fact that there was some psycho out there would actual fucking take her.

Why the fuck wouldn't she have screamed for help?

Or maybe she did and I just didn't hear here... Oh my god, this is not happening.

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Khloe's POV*

"What the fuck do you want from me, Lucas!?" I screamed, shaking the hair out of my face. I was sat in a large van like vehicle, tied by my wrists to some large, black tackle box.

"Chill, Khloe. I'm only here to help a few kids get into this fraternity." He laughed, smirking at me. He then turned towards the driver. I couldn't see his face, but he had bright ass pink hair. "Michael, just pull into the warehouse on the corner."

"If it's for a frat, then what the hell do I have to do with this?!" I was demanding answers but instead Luke just rolled his eyes and bit his tongue, swirling it across his teeth. "Luke!"

"Chill!" He raised his hands, surrendering. "We just need Niall to follow our lead and play the game right and nothing bad will happen. If he doesn't, well then I feel bad for Calum because tonight might be his last night."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're so fucked up." I spat. I suddenly felt a sting in my cheek, causing me to gasp and glared at Luke who sat back down as I bit my lip.

God, I wish to free my hands. My wrists are getting rope burn.

"So I'm being used as a prop basically to get this kid into a frat house? Are you fucking serious?" This is ridiculous. This kid, as in Luke, needs mental help.

"More or less. You're just being used as bait to lure Niall." Luke picked at his nails, sending me a bit of a wicked look. "But listen, you make one word and I can have you cremated in seconds, do you understand?"

I rolled my eyes, but nodded anyways. It's fucking halloween for crying out loud. I should be at that party having fun like everyone else. Not in this damn van with a bunch of assholes who want me for some damn child-like game.

I wonder if Niall knows I'm missing? Would he be smart enough to go and actually look for me or would he just sit and wait and wait on me. I would hope it would be the first, but I don't know.. he was pretty drunk.

We hit a large bump in the dirt road, making me bounce a bit, almost causing me to vomit. I lowered my head between my legs, moving my wrists around to try and ease the rope burn.

"What is Niall be 'lured' for exactly?" I asked, glancing up to Luke.

"None of your dimwits, potato brain." Pinky, that's what I'm calling him because I don't really remember his name, said. I shot him a weird look as Luke rolled his eyes.

"That's classified information that only the frat boys, the kid, and Michael and I must know." He sighed. "Now stop asking questions, you're annoying me."

I bit my lip and nodded, leaning back to rest my head. I feel like we've been driving for hours. Where the hell are we even. There were no windows around us, the only one being the front, but I couldn't see past the barrier of seats that separated Michael from Luke and I.

We suddenly came to a halt as Michael slammed on the breaks, causing me to jerk forward and yelp as the ropes locked tighter around my hands.

What the fuck, buddy!? Learn how to drive!

A few other things slid forward, but Luke stayed still, leaning back against the side with a smirk on his face and his eyes closed. I took the opportunity to look him over, seeing how much he's changed since I last saw him.

He'd changed, that's for sure. Now that he had that god awful clown costume off, I noticed that he had become more fit. His arms were starting to fill out and he wasn't as lanky as before. He'd also gained a dark shadow of stubble under his chin.

His eyes suddenly popped open as he sat up and my eyes quickly adverted towards the front were I could see the bit of Pinky's wild hair stick out from behind the old seat.

"We're here." Oh shit.

My heart started to beat at an unsteady rate, pounding rapidly against my chest. I suddenly felt really sick.

Luke smiled and stood up, untying the ropes. "Luke, please let me go. I know that you don't really want to do this." I started to panic.

"Actually, Khlo, this was my idea." he smirked, breaking the tie. I sighed in relief, moving it around to get the burning sensation to go away as he undid the other.

"Why couldn't you just go and talk to Niall?"

"Because I need the princess too, and I know that your little dragon wouldn't let me come near you. What better way to do this than at a halloween party when everyone's in consume?" he smiled.

I glared at him. I wanted to kick him in the balls so hard, but by the time I went to do it, he'd already moved and Pinky, or Michael I learned, had opened the back door so he could jump.

"Come. Now." Pinky stated as Luke whispered something in his ear before taking off.

I glared, staying in my spot.

"Do NOT make me come and get you!" He yelled. "I can easily hurt you and force you to come." He can't do shit. I stayed still, staring ahead.

Michael sighed and jumped into the van and I started to panic inside again, however I didn't show that as I stared at him.

"Out. Now." I stayed, staring. "Fuck!" He gripped onto my shoulder, his fingers digging into the skin above my collar bone and his thumb gripping my back shoulder blade. I whined and moved but he was still able to yank me to my feet and push me off the truck. Literally.

I fell to the ground with a thud, catching my head in my hands. I turned and glared at him, watching as he stepped off easily. "Thanks, you asshole." I scowled as I stood up and dusted myself off.

"Shut your mouth with the stupid comments and walk. Now!" I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

Niall better be on his fucking way before I commit murder.

Pinky grabbed ahold of my left arm, dragging me with him as we walked a bit through the woods. I bit my lip, looking around at all the brushing leaves and tall trees. It was pitch black out here and we were literally in the middle of no where. How the fuck was Niall suppose to find me to be sucked into their trap?

We walked a a little bit, before coming to an old shack. Or should I say, an old, rusted, metal box. Luke was standing there with and older guy, who was probably in his mid twenties, talking as they watched up walk towards them.

Pinky, I prefer this over Michael, held my arms tightly in his, so I couldn't run. I cursed as I tried to wiggle free, but his grip only tightened.

"Let me go! This is ridiculous!" I squirmed, trying to get out as Luke and the other guy worked on getting the door open.

"Luke." Pinky scowled, clenching his teeth.

"I'm trying! It's stuck!"

Michael growled, pushing me into the other guy. I stumbled and fell back into my bum, screaming in pain as I felt a sharp object tear into my thigh. "Andrew, hold her." I noticed as he tuned around and I suddenly stared crawling backwards until I was able to stand. Luke and Michael both yelled at him to get me but before he could, I turned and started to run.

I didn't know where I was going, but that didn't stop my feet from moving. I was thankful that I slipped on my tennis shoes rather than my black heels.

Leaves crunching, sticks breaking, trees shaking, I could hear it all. Their curses through the wind, the air rippling around my body. My heart was going into overdrive as I whipped through a path I was creating on my own. I was weaving through trees and bushes. I was just running. The only thing I had in mind was to get away.

I didn't want to do this anymore. I wasn't okay with this. I would feel horrible for the kid, but if it was so important, they could talk to Niall themselves. I wasn't going to be that ping pong ball.

I steadied my breath like I do in track; two short inhales through the nose, one long one out the mouth. I'd learned to control my heart and breathing that way to make me go faster.

I felt the wind glide through my clothes as I pushed myself, barreling through this forest that seemed as if it was never ending. I could here the three boys behind me and they weren't very far as Luke and Michael began to scream at Andrew, then Andrew screaming at Michael for pushing me into him.

I tried not to worry about how close they were, but rather just tried to focus on looking for a source of life.

Adrenaline started to pump through my blood faster as I came upon a dim, yellow light in the distance. I pushed myself harder and faster to get to the light as it drew in nearer and nearer.

I could only thank god for running long distance in track, and I could thank the high heavens for this random house that seems to sit out here.

It was then that I felt a searing burn rip through my flesh and tear down my arm. My feet stumbled from underneath, and in a millisecond, I was falling face first into a large puddle of icy water. "Fuck!" Coughing as I tried to regain my winded breath, I felt my clothes tape to my skin as the burning of all my cuts went numb.

A tall, old tree stood right on the edge of the pond, a large and thick branch with a jagged end sticking out of the side. There was no doubt that it was what tripped me up. My eyes ventured across the dark water to see the house sitting right on the edge.

I had no other choice than to swim as the three guys all pushed to grab me first. There was no other choice than to swim across the lake. It was freezing, literally, as it enveloped my body. I felt the cut on my thigh and shoulder sting more, but I just hissed in pain, swimming further and further to push myself. I turned my head slightly to see the all three boys standing on the bank, screaming at each other. Turning back, I continued to kick and take large paddles. I couldn't worry about them, I had to worry about myself.

A cry of pain left my mouth every time I moved my arm. It felt as if the branch was still stuck in my shoulder, digging in further with each striving stroke. But instead of letting that stop me, I just focused on crossing this lake which could possibly just help me become free from this disaster.

Wow. Okay...

Sorry I didn't update yesterday, I actually fell asleep writing it hahah

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