Trying To Escape. *COMPLETE*

Riley has lived a fairly normal life. Except she does boxing, kick boxing, and karate. So I guess you could say that she's pretty trained in self-defense. Now most people would think that unless you want to be a professional boxer her skills are pretty useless, well for her that's not the case. When she gets kidnapped by the one direction boys she's pretty thankful that she's been doing karate since she was 3, boxing since she was 4, and kick boxing since she was 6.


25. Forgiveness and Love -Miley Cyrus

~Riley's P.O.V~

I woke up the next day, sunbeams dancing across my face, illuminating the whole room. I tried to roll over, but realized I was wrapped in someone's arms. My first instinct was to scream, but I held it in. I slowly turned over to see who it was, coming face to face with Liam. I took this time to examine his features. Short hair, perfect eyelashes, and amazing cheek bones, topped off with a peaceful, and vunerable facial expression. He looked absolutely perfect. His eyes quickly fluttered open, exposing his carmel eyes.

"Morning, love." He addressed, in his deep and groggy morning voice. But somehow it sounded absolutely wonderful.

"Morning." I replied, slightly cheerfully.

"Sleep well?" He asked, his morning voice fading slightly.

"Amazing!" I told him, smiling.

I went to stand up, but remembered I was still wrapped in his arms. I let out a slight giggle then, lay back down in his arms. I took in a deep breath letting his scent fill my nostrils, sighing contently. I now knew why I didn't run the other day at the hospital. I knew what was keeping me here. Him. He was like my drug, my addiction. I nestled my body closer to his, taking in all his warmth. I had just got comfortable when the door burst open, causing me to jump.

"Riley, baby, breakfast is ready." Zayn growled. "And stay - away - from - him. You're mine."

"No - I'm - not!" I screamed. "You don't fucking own me Malik, so stop acting like it!"

"Whatever, babe. Anyway, when you decide to stop fucking around with him, breakfasts ready." He growled again. He left the room leave me alone with Liam. I nuzzled my head into his chest, causing him to laugh. We lied there silently for quite some time, before he broke it.

"You have guts standing up to Zayn." He whispered.

"Why? He's not that scary, he just acts like it." I whispered back matter-of-factly.

"Oh, yeah? And how would you know?" He quizzed.

"There's fear, doubt and intimidation in his eyes when he's around me. He tries to act all tough to scare me, intimidate me, but in the end its all just an act." I explained. Liam nodded. Then, an awkward silence settled between us. "Breakfast?" I asked trying to break the tension. Again, he nodded. He unwrapped his arms from around my waist, and we both made out way downstairs and to the kitchen. Once we got there all the boys' heads shot up. "Hi..." Liam and I mumbled in unison. I noticed there were only two stools left, one next to Louis, and one next to Zayn. Choosing carefully, I decided I wasn't quite ready to forgive Lou, so I went to go sit down next to Zayn. Before I could sit down, Zayn grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap.

"What do you say we head upstairs?" Zayn asked seductively.

"I say: no." I told him, annoyance dripping from each word.

"Come on, baby, don't be like that." He whispered him my ear, sending shivers down my spine. Not because I was turned on though, because his breath felt unusually warm on my ear, immediately making the rest of my body feel cold.

"How 'bout you, Mr. Malik, go fuck yourself!" I snapped.

"How about you do that for me?" He asked, and then began sucking on my neck. Ok, that was it! I dug my elbow into his ribs, and then flung my fist back hitting him square in the nose. As soon as he let go of me I jumped up, and ran over Liam.

"Lou, I get it, he's your best mate, blah, blah, blah. But, I'm your fucking sister! Could you please tell him to just leave me alone?! Is that to much to ask?!" I snapped.

"According to you, I'm not your brother!" He shot back.

"I'm sorry, Lou! I didn't mean it! I was upset and confused and I just kind of said it! You're still my brother and that'll never change! No matter what! Regardless of what I say; you Louis William Tomlinson, will always be my brother! Now please, make him leave me alone!" I pleaded.

"Ugh, fine! Zayn, mate, lay off my sister." He said exasperated.

"Thanks, Lou." I said, hugging him, and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey, where's mine?" Harry asked.

"In hell. Don't worry though, it'll be just as good when you get there." I spat.

"See you there, bitch." He spat back.

"I vacation there, asshole." I said venom dripping from every word.

"Hey, hey, you two, break it up." Lou said. I sighed, and walked back upstairs to my room, Liam hot on my tail.

"You don't deserve that." He told me.

"No, Liam, yes I do. For once in my life I was happy. I had my own flat, and a best friend who i would do anything for, and vise versa. I deserve this more than anyone." I explained.

"No you don't." He stated firmly. I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut me off. "I'm not going to argue with you. You don't deserve it, and that's final."

"Okay." I whispered.

"Do you wanna what a movie?" He asked.

"Sure, how 'bout 'Tangled'?" I quizzed.

"Okay." He said, his face lighting up. I giggled at how much he resemble and child. He put the movie in, and came back and sat next to me in the bed. I snuggled into his chest. We spent the rest of the day like that; watching children's movie, while cuddling. I think I was starting to like Liam. Like, like-like.

Sorry it took so long to update, I have a little writers block! Please tell me what you think! Comments and suggestions are always appreciated! Love you guys!
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