A/N= Hey! Im back! :D Sorry for keeping you waiting so long but I was soooo busy! I have a dance competition coming up so Im training over 8 hours a week now and I've been to two concerts where I was crew at both. This meant that I had to work whole day backstage and at the merchandise stand and building things up and stuff ;) It was amazing! The bands were BZB and WITHIN TEMPTATION 3 3 3 btw! Sharon den Adel is soooo amazing, I love her XD
Anyway lots of talking and excused but anyway! Here is the next chappie :D
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Chapter 8
Danny's POV
I hadn't even noticed that Tom and me had been holding hands for support until I felt him squeeze my hand so tight it almost hurt.
'I don't want to... Should we... I don't think it's a good idea...' Tom stuttered.
'Maybe we should tell someone before we go...' I said softly. Tom looked at me, uncertainty in his eyes.
'We can't do that Danny.' Harry said. 'And I think we have to go with them, Tom. I don't think we really have much of a choice. I don't want Dougie to be hurt just because we are too scared to come with them.'
Tom nodded, but he still had a doubtful expression on his face. He was obviously just scared shitless.
'What if they just tie us up as well?' I asked cautiously.
'I don't think they will...' Harry said. 'I mean, they still need the money.'
'What if they take one of us then?' Tom asked. Harry sighed.
'I don't know! But what's your plan then?' He asked on a loud tone. Neither me nor Tom answered. Harry ran a hand through his hair, messing it up.
Silence.
'I'm sorry guys... I just... don't know what to do either, okay?' Harry then said apologizing, but still frustrated.
'It's okay.' Tom said softly. 'I'm sorry for being such a coward.' I patted him on the back.
'You're not a coward. We are all scared. And it's okay to be scared.' I tried to make him and actually all of us feel better, but failing.
'Let's just eat our pizzas, then go to bed, and think of a plan or something tomorrow, okay?' Harry said, doing a slightly better job then me. Me and Tom nodded and slowly we all picked up our pizzas, but our appetite had completely gone again.
Dougie's POV
I half woke up to the sound of someone saying my name. But it was distant to my ears, not very clear so I just kept my eyes closed and wanted to drift away completely again, my body still half asleep. But I startled awake at once when I was roughly shaken awake, my name being barked out.
'Dougie! Wake up!' I opened my eyes to see a face hovering just above my face. I yelped and tried to bold opright, but was restrained by something pulling at my wrists. When I looked to my arms and saw the handcuffs around my wrists I realised with a start again where I was and what had happened before I passed out. How long had I actually been out? The blackhaired man that I now recognised again wore a blue t-shirt now, instead of the black sweater with the black hoodie. Where were the other three? This must mean that it was hours later then when I passed out, maybe it was the next day?
My breathing was speeding up and I tried to pull at the cuffs that prevented me from sitting up. I noticed the curly haired man in the doorway, further I could see no-one else. The black-haired man looked at me while shaking his head, then put out his hand and slowly held it out over my face, covering my eyes. I felt panic and fear rising up again.
'Shh...' I heard the black-haired man say now and I heard the other one step closer. More fear rose up and I whimpered softly and pathetically.
'Dougie, stop panicking... Easy, calm down...' The black-haired man shushed me softly and I was a bit surprised at that, but the panic did slowly subside a bit to his soft tone. I was still afraid, but the panic ceased away, and not long after I had calmed down, the man removed his big hand from my eyes and light stung my eyes again. My vision was blurry but I could see the man still hovering over me and a little bit of the panic tried to come back in my system again, but I forced it back and just swallowed bravely.
'Right, that's a good boy.' The black-haired guy said grinning, 'We'll take the cuffs off again, if you promise you won't freak out again.' I nodded hesitantly.
'I didn't hear what you said...' He said sarcastic and I swallowed then said:
'I won't freak out.' The curly haired man now came closer again and stood on the other side, also towering over me.
'Such a good boy.' He said grinning satisfactory, then reached out for my hands and uncuffed my hands. As soon as my hands were released I pulled them in front of body, while sitting up, and started massaging my wrists. The skin where the cuffs had been was red and sore. They had been too tight. The two men saw, but grabbed my by my arms and pulled me up roughly without caring for my sore wrists. They lead me through the corridor again, to the bathroom and was told I had twenty minutes to shower. I had no idea what time is was, but seeing I had to take a shower probably meant it was morning. I showered and then put on the clothes on that I wore yesterday, but there was a new boxer laid out for me. That was nice. I was so confused. Mostly confused by how the black-haired man acted towards me. Very bossy and rough, but still he could be gentle too. He didn't seem too bad.
I though back about yesterday night when I had freaked out about being cuffed to a bed. Right now it seemed such a stupid thing, completely panicking while they hadn't even done something to me. The only thing that they had done was cuffing me to a bed, but before that I had been chained to a wall. I hadn't freaked out at that... Why was I such a coward?
The door opened again when I was already finished and I was lead to the room with the chain to the back wall again. I didn't want to be chained to the wall again, but still I didn't dare to defy them. They pushed me to the wall and chained my left ankle up again, then I was left alone.
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