Daring

Chapter 40

Savy'sPOV

"What the fuck do you want from me Zayn!" I yell as he tosses me into the back of what i would assume is his car. He ignores me and pulls his phone out typing something into his phone. The leather of his seats is cold against my skin and my body is racing. I feel weak and over powered, i should have went with Harry. Fuck, why would Harry be so stupid to leave me there in the first place. Zayn climbs into the front seat starting the engine.

"I swear if you try anything funny I will end you and Harry's life just like that," my eyes direct to the rear view mirror. I say nothing. The tears clearly visible on my cheeks, I'm scared to death I have no idea what or how or where he 's even taking me. The tone behind his voice tells me its not going to be anywhere good. 

My mind is running with so many thoughts. Where is Harry? Is he Okay? I lean back into the seat the cold leather of the back seat touching my back making shivers shoot through my body. I silently thank Zayn when he switches on the heat and i begin to warm up. We still haven't moved from the parking lot and my eyes glace from the rear view mirror to the door handle. If I'm fast enough I could probably just make a run for it, but before i even get a chance to place my hand on the door two men enter the car. One slides in next to me his hair blonde and cut in a weird form. The other sits in the passenger seat, his hair long almost like Harry's but flat. He's wearing a black jacket and has a tooth pick hanging from his mouth. I scoot closer to the door as the blonde brushes his arm across my thigh. 

"Oh, don't be scared love it was only and accident," he laughs looking forward and I feel the car start to move. "Piss off," I say under my breath and lean my head against the window. I know I should be freaking out and screaming, kicking or doing whatever I can. But right now its three against one and I know I will lose if I tried anything. 

"How long you planning on keeping her mate?" The one with the long hair asks, looking over his shoulder to glance at me, i look away quickly, looking back out at the city light passing by. Zayn doesn't answer and continues to drive. I thank god that he doesn't answer because I honestly didn't want to know. "Or act like i didn't just ask you a question, I better get my money for keeping lover boy detracted so you can catch your prey." He demands. The word prey send chills up my body causing me to whimper and for both men whose names I don't know to turn an look at me. 

"You'll get your fucking money once I'm done with her. Once I've ruined her." I'm shaking and my heart is pounding out of my chest in fear in pure, death chilling fear. What the hell does he mean by ruin me? The tears burn leaving my eyes, running down my cheek. I just want to be in Harry's arms and safe. 

"Shes crying mate," the blonde one states. "Maybe this wasn't the best idea." The car immediately comes to a stop in the middle of what looks like no where. 

"I fucking told you he would pussy out Louis!" he screams turning to look at who i would assume is Louis in the passenger seat. He then moves his eyes to the blondes as do mine and I can tell hes trying to hide how scared he is. His hand is gripping on to the door and his nervously shaking his leg. "You speak one more word of this being wrong I will take a fucking gun to that pretty little head of yours and blow your brains out and you think I'm fucking kidding." He opens the arm rest in the middle pulling out a gun showing him i can practically see the sweat fall down his face as he glups and his leg begins to shake faster. I flinch as Zayn brings the gun between the driver's and passengers seat with his finger on the trigger, pointing it directly at the blonde. 

"Zayn what the fuck bro! You never said anything about guns!" Louis yells, his eyes wide. Zayn pulls the gun back placing it back in the arm rest and shuts it, looking back at the blonde. "Do you fucking got that Chris." He nods quickly slightly relaxing in the seat and his legs stops shaking. Zayn then turns to me, smiling. I nearly cringe, closing my eyes I try to picture Harry coming to save me. I picture running into his arms as he picks me up and kisses me all over my face telling me everything is going to be okay.