Purge [zarry]

9.

Zayn

4 hours later // contains smut

I was put in this weird room thing that this Niall guy has in his basement.

There wasn't very much hostages. About four females and nine males. Ten, including me.

I sat on the uncomfortable bed and stared down at my hands.

Why didn't they just kill me already? Am I special to them or what.

I was still mad at the fact that Niall didn't let me share a room with Harry and at the fact that Harry didn't do anything about it. I rather share a bed with Harry instead of sleeping down here on a hard metal bed.

"You're just coming in?" I heard a strong Australian accent.

I turn to see who it was and it was a blondish dimpled lad with a bandana wrapping his gold blonde curls. He had bandage wrapped on his wrists.

"Uh yeah." I mumble.

"Sucks." He answered.

I shrugged and looked down.

"How did you get caught?" He asked.

"I was bought here." I mumble again and keep my head down.

"By who?" The Australian bloke asks.

"Some guy named Harry." I shrugged and looked at him.

"Em Harry Styles?" His eyes widen.

"I don't know his last name, why?" I ask.

Why did he look shocked.

"Oh, Niall talked about him a lot to us... He said Harry can tear us into pieces if we did anything bad." The guy shrugged.

"Is Harry here with you?" The blonde asked.

I nodded.

"Great! Who else is coming here?" He scoffed.

"His whole team, they got attacked by some guy named Anwar." I rolled my eyes.

"Ugh!" He groaned.

"What's your name?" I ask him.

"Ashton." He shrugged his shoulders. "You?"

"Zayn." I cleared my throat.

"Well Zayn, guess we're both gonna suffer here." He groaned and laid down on his bed.

I sat there thinking about Lucky and Liam. They haven't arrived yet and it's worrying me.

I then heard a loud knock and people walking in.

Ashton sat up quickly.

"Morning Sunshine's!" I heard Niall's Irish accent.

I frowned and laid back down on the bed.

"Everyone come out of the basement except for Zayn." Niall looked at me.

Ashton and the other hostages got up and quickly left.

"Why can't I leave?" I ask in frustration.

"Because your boyfriend wants to talk to you in private." Niall shrugged and walked back up the stairs.

I scoffed and crossed my arms waiting for the curly haired boy.

I heard foot steps and saw his long beautiful legs walk down.

"Theres my princess!" Harry said excitedly and lifted his arms walking over to me.

I kept my arms crossed and glared at him.