Four in the afternoon

by Evix

Dougie has been kidnapped in front of his bandmates eyes. Now his bandmates have to bring 2 million dollars to the kidnappers, as soon as possible, because the longer it takes, the worse it gets for Dougie.

7. Chapter 7

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Here is chapter 7! Don't worry btw next chapter will be Dougie again ( for all of you who are Dougie fans like meXD )

Chapter 7

Danny's POV

We were left with a big box now in Harry's hands. We all looked at it hesitantly. Then Tom hurried to the door and quickly locked it. Then he came to stand with us again.

'What do we do now?' I asked and I looked at the little camera in the corner of the room. It creeped me out that there were people watching us now.

'Should we open it? Harry?' Tom asked and Harry looked at us frowning. It was clear for all three of us that Harry was our 'leader' again as usual in scary situations. He looked at the box in his hands.

'They said to open it when they left. So I think we should open it yeah.' He answered and walked over to the big table and put the box on the table. The box was very easy to open, and Harry slowly opened it. Tom and me both stood at another side of Harry so Harry was in the middle, opening the box. When it was opened we all peered in the box. There was another little box in it and under that slightly smaller box there were a few papers with text printed on it. Harry took out the little box and opened that one as well. It was a walkietalkie in the box. He set it on the table, and then took out the papers in the box.

He looked through the papers, then we all gasped simultaneously when we saw a few papers with pictures on them. They hadn't been lying when they said Dougie was tied to a bed.

With a shaking hand Harry held out two papers with pictures on them showing Dougie handcuffed to a wooden old bed, with his hands cuffed above him. Dougie looked like he was completely freaking out, his face was flushed with tears and his eyes were full of fear and panic. And it looked like he was pulling on the cuffs and kicking out with his legs. Next to him stood two figures, but they were blurred out, probably using photoshop or something, so we couldn't indentify or trace them or something. Those kidnappers were smart and knew what they were doing. I was shaken out of my thoughts, and Harry probably too, when Tom let out a choking sound and stumbled back, away from the table. We quickly turned away from the table and hurried up to Tom, to enwrap him in our arms again. Tom started to sob and we all sunk to the floor. I felt tears fall from my eyes, and I saw Harry fighting against tears as well. I didn't know what to say to Tom. It'll be alright Tom? I didn't even know if it would be alright. Probably not. Dougie's fine, Tom? Dougie was obviously not fine, seeing those pictures. So Harry took over and just started to 'Shhhh.' to us. I could feel Toms tears soaking my T-shirt and my own cheeks were wet as well. Fortunately Harry was back to his leaderish self again, because he was the only one keeping it together a bit. We needed that.

'Why would they do that to Dougie? Why can't they just let us find them the money and leave him alone?' Tom choked out.

'I don't know, Tom.' I answered with a trembling voice.

'Shh.' Harry's voice came again and we just stayed silent, just sitting in our close group hug for a little while longer. After a little while both mine and Tom's crying died down and we were just sniffing a bit.

'Guys... I think we should read what is on the papers. They are watching us now via the camera and I don't think it makes a good impression if we are just here crying on the floor. We just have to do what they want, and find 2 million dollars as soon as possible so we can get Dougie back and have normal lives again. Okay? Are you up to that?' Harry peptalked us and we nodded at him, wiping away the last of our tears and standing up again. Me and Tom followed Harry when he walked back to the table. Harry quickly put the pictures back in the box so we wouldn't have to look at them anymore, and his eyes scanned the first paper. He read it out loud.

'Boys,

If you want your young little bassplayer back unharmed, you will have to everything we say. We will send you instructions via the walkie-talkie sometimes, so we want you to keep the walkie talkie in reach all the time! If you don't answer us immediately Dougie will pay the price for your misbehaviour.

Now here are a few rules:

1 NO POLICE!

2 Don't tell any other people.

3 Don't leave the house without telling us where you are going. We are keeping an eye on the house so we know exactly when someone enters or leaves. Use the walkie talkie to ask our permission.

4 Do ANYTHING we tell you to, because Dougie will pay for it if you don't obey.'

I looked at Harry without saying anything. A tight knot was forming in my throat and my stomach felt like it was twisting and turning upside down. This was so real and so scary. This whole situation sucked, as Dougie would say.

Harry picked up the second piece of paper and read it out loud again.

'It's not just the money we want from you boys. We also want to put you boys to a test, a test to see how far you are willing to go for Dougie and for each other. If you don't obey to our little tests and tasks, again, Dougie will pay the price.

So for the first little assignment as you could put it, we want the three of you to come with us tomorrow to a secret location. We will pick you up at 5 in the afternoon tomorrow. So be ready then. In the time before 5 pm you can try to sort out the money already. And remember: NO POLICE. Don't mess with us, if you do there will be hell to pay.'

Harry put the paper down and let out a shakily sigh.

'Great.'

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