History in the Making

A girl named Micky and a boy named Niall have been best friends since they were 5. One day -when they were both 13- Niall came over to Micky's house to play soccor. While they were playing, somebody broke into Micky's house. Niall and Micky heard the noise inside the house, and when they walked in, a man with a gun told them to go up to a bed room and 'do it', and if they didn't he would have to kill them then kill there families. This book is +12 because of the fact that the book says 'do it' either than that it is clean.
-a Syd! classic


1. That Day


*read the pre-view to see what happens at the start*

Micky's POV

Niall and I walk into the house, when we walk in we see a man dressed in black holding a gun. As soon as I see the man I automatically take a step back. Niall looks at me then grabs my hand. His hand is shacking a lot. He only grabbed mine to make sure I do not do something stupid and run away and probably get shot. We both just stand still and stare at the gun in the man's hands. the man finally speaks.

"Everything will be fine as long as you do the following, first give me your phones now!"

Niall lets go of my hand and we both reach into our pockets and grab our phones. The man angles the gun to the flour gesturing to throw the phones to ground. We do so. The man begins to speak again.

"Don't even try to use any of the house phones because I have cut the phone line. Now second, you scream for help, and both of you are getting hurt. Do you understand?"

We both nod.

"And now third, answer this simple question. Are you two friends or more than friends?"

I try to answer but I can't even open my mouth. I am scared that I might say something wrong or start to cry. Niall sees this and answers for me.

"We are good friends." he says with a shaky voice."

The man smirks, then says "Do one thing and one thing only for me, I want you two to go upstairs and choose a room. Once you choose a room I want you two to 'do it'."

As I hear that, my heart beats extremely fast. I do not want to do that. Neither does Niall. We both want to do so when we are married. No earlier. I can't even look at Niall so I look at the flour, but I can feel Niall looking at me. The man continues once more.

" If you two don't, first I will kill you, then I will kill your family, and then your friends. And if I get caught or you escape, I will make your life and your family's life a living hell."

Me and Niall start walking for the stair at the same time. I can't put my family and friends in danger like that. And I don't want to die today. I am scarred of death, actually more like terrified. When we got upstairs the first room there was my room. Niall takes my hand then looks at me. He looks scarred, and my eyes are starting to fill with tears. I look down the stairs and see the man with the gun pointing at us. I let out a big shy, then Niall turn the door knob or my bedroom. The door swings open and we walk in. I stare at the window of my room, then I turn behind me and see the man and the gun is pointing at us. I turn my head back to Niall then the man closes the door.

I point to the window. Niall and I walk to the window, then I try to open it. Darn! It is not opening. Niall tries to open it and the same thing happens. It does not open. My attention turns to the camera in the top corner of my room. The red light is on. I do not remember a camera ever being in my room. Niall notices the camera as well. I am thinking of turning it off, but the guy is probably watching us using the camera. And if we try, he might bust the door open and kill us both. Me and Niall just look around my room looking for ways to avoid doing what the guy told us to do for a good 5 minutes. Nothing. There is no way we can avoid this situation. and we can't just stay in the room and do nothing, the guy will just torture.

I am trying my damn hardest not to cry. Niall turns to me and looks into my eyes. Both of our eyes where a bright colour of blue. I try to avoid his stair by tucking a light brown lock of hair behind my ear. He puts his hands on my shoulders. That gets my attention and I am cot by is gaze. He pulls me in for a hug. While he hugs me I hear him let out a little huff indicating that he is crying. I give up and start to cry too. We cry into each other's shirts for a long time. I finally pull away from the hug and whip all the tears of my face. Naill does the same. He holds my hand once again and then we did the unthinkable.


I will write the next chapter today if at least 1 person favorites this book!

And it would not hurt to comment to tell me how you like it. This is not my usual style of writing! Trying something new!


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