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Niall's POV

There he was. The psychopathic kidnapper, also known as Jared. He just stood there, blocking the entrance, our only escape root, but, really, it wasn't like any of us were going anywhere anyway. Today, he wore black trackers and a dark purple button up top which didn't match. It seems his fashion sense is as crazy as his head. This makes me smirk slightly.

"What you smirking at boy?" He asks, his deep raspy voice full of anger. He walks right up to me, his breath in my face. The putrid smell of alcohol mixed with cigarettes is potent on his clothes and breath.

"I said, what were you smirking at?" He asked, voice rising. I remember what happened with Louis and although I don't want that to happen to me I will not give this man the satisfaction of seeing me surrender to his orders, so I decide to stay silent. His brown eyes widen at my defiance and I can tell that he is going to punish me. I clench my teeth together and brace myself, preparing for the pain, but it never comes. Instead I hear a small groan, followed by a whimper and I know who's it is.

By now, Jared's eyes are turned away from me, him having lost interest, but I feel no relief. His mud brown eyes are glaring daggers at Maria, full of longing, lust and something else that I can't name; it scares me.

"Well, well. Our pretty little princess is awake." He sneers, showing a mouth with numerous teeth missing. As an after thought, he added, " Time to have some fun." The blood froze solid in my veins as I took in what he had just said. I glanced around at the other guys, briefly, to see them sporting similar expressions on their faces whilst glaring at Jared in disgust.

"Come on, sweetie." He advanced towards her, arm outstretched, as though he expected her to just go with him willingly. Maria was looking at the man in fear, eyes widened. It must be even more terrifying if she can't see properly. She edges backward towards the wall until she can go back no further unless she was to sink into the wall itself. Honestly, I wish she could. I knew what was coming next, and I knew it was far from good.

"Leave her alone!" Someone yelled. I vaguely realised it was me. Oh God, what have I just done? I cant help but think. Raspy, hoarse laughter fills the dimly lit room, echoing off the walls.

" I can't believe my luck. Looks like blondie here has a crush. My day just gets better and better." What did he just say? A crush? I honestly don't think I have a crush on her, I just can't stand to see this happening to someone so innocent is all. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the guys looking at me. Since I am at the end of the row I can see every ones heads turned towards me out of the corner of my left eye. Liam and Zayne look curious, Louis looks slightly confused, but it's Harry's expression that confuses me. He is looking at me with a mixture of shock, curiosity and... anger? Why would he be angry at me? I don't have time to dwell on these thoughts, however, as a quiet whimper attracts my attention wholeheartedly. Jared, his attention now turned back to Maria, is leering down in front of her, face inches away from hers, before turning back to me, smiling a smile then sends my already cold blood even colder. " I think lover boy here needs to be taught a lesson. Don't you poppet?" He doesn't even give her time to responds before he unlocks the shackles at her feet and drags her upwards by her hair, eliciting yet another whimper from Maria. It soon becomes evident that the hit to the head she received is having some side effects. She can barely stand, her feet shaking beneath her. What little colour she had regained in her cheeks completely vanishes at the effort it is taking to stand on her feet. Jared doesn't seem to care though, either that or he doesn't notice, which wouldn't surprise me at all given his sadistic definition of fun and pleasure.

"L...Let go of me." Her voice, as sweet and innocent as it was, was barely more than a whisper, but I could still hear the fear and desperation in it.

"What are you going to do to her?" It wasn't me that spoke up this time, but Harry.

Jared snickered and grabbed a fistful of Maria's hair tightly. I was surprised when she didn't whimper.

"Leave her alone!" Harry again, this time more desperate.

"I don't like being told what to do, curly." Jared snickered and began dragging Maria out of the room by her blood soaked hair.

"Get your filthy hands off her!" I yell, my eyes blazing with unconditional anger. My protests are ignored as both Jared and Maria leave the room, one smiling and the other looking beyond scared, slamming the door behind them.

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