Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen


11. Wet

* Allison's POV

     The club we went to was called Wet. It's walls were waterfalls and behind the bar was a giant fishtank. We made our way to the bar and got some beers. I downed one in under a minute. Liam looked at me surprised. I noticed that the other guys had gone to the dancefloor.

      I grabbed Liam's hand and led him too the dancefloor. We danced for hours, stopping occasionally to get another beer. By the time we stopped for what was probavly my fifth beer, I had sweat pouring down my face and I was burning up.

     I sipped the cold beer, holding it to my forhead. I wasn't done dancing. I was ready to stay out all night for some fun.

     "Hot?" Liam asked.

     I nodded and he motioned to the front door. I grabbed his hand and led him outside. It was drizzling softly outside cooling me off. I spun around and kissed Liam on the lips. We stayed there for a little while, kissing eachother, before I pulled away.

     "Let's go back and dance," I said excitedly.

     Liam nodded and we walked back inside the club to the dance floor. We were in a mass of sweaty bodies and I couldn't here over the music but this was one of the best nights of my life. After a few more songs I had to go to the bathroom.

     "Bathroom break," I shouted in Liam's ear so he could hear over the music.

     I weaved my way to the bathroom and relieved myself. As I was walking back to the dancefloor, a man blocked my path. I took a step backword. He reeked of alchohol.

     "Excuse me," I shouted, but he grabbed my wrist.

     "Come here baby," he grabbed my waist with his other hand.

     I struggled to free myself as he tried to kiss me. I wriggled and squirmed, but his grip was too strong. I saw Liam walk up out of the corner of my eye.

     "Let go of her," Liam yelled at the man.

     "Fine, I don't want your bitch anyway," He sneered and shoved me to the side.

     I stumbled backwards and tripped over my shoe. I twisted around and fell, right on my stomach.

     I was pulled up by Liam and led to the front door. Niall, Harry, Louis, and Zayn were already there. I felt a couple tears roll down my cheeks.

     "What happened?" Louis asked concerned.

     "Doesn't matter," said Liam, "We're leaving."

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