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.


29. Near death experience.

~Riley's P.O.V~

"The fuck do you want Styles?!" I snapped. He marched over to me, and grabbed my wrist. Yanking it with extreme force, he pulled me out the door, and downstairs.

"What - the - fuck - is - SHE - doing - here?!" He screamed, puttin extra emphasis on 'she', and pointing towards the door. "And how the hell did she find you?!" My attention was now directed towards the door, revealing a very scared looking Anna. My first instinct was to sqeal and run into her arms, giving her a humongous hug, but I new- now was not the time.

"She's a genius, you an idiot." I replied casually. "Would you like me to spell it out for you? She- as in Anna. Found me- as in that's why she's here. Because she's smart- meaning not stupid. Understand? Because that's the simplest form I c-" I started but never got a chance to finish, because he interrupted me.

"I'm not stupid!" He yelled at me.

"That's a matter of opinion..." I mumbled.

"What did you just say to me?" He asked, still fuming.

"I said: that's - a - matter- of- opinion." I replied slowly so that he could drink in my words. His hand flew up, and slapped me across the face.

"Stop talking to me like that!" He yelled again.

"Okay, Styles. I'm done with you! You're done telling me what to do! I'm done taking orders from you!" With that being said, I pinned him against the wall. My arm pressed up against his neck, and my hand balled up into a fist. While my other hand had a hold on both of his wrist, holding his hands above his head. "Now, are you going to lay off, or do I have kill you right here?!"

"You wouldn't kill me." He said coolly, while smirking.

"Oh, wouldn't I?" I asked, applying more pressure to neck, making him gag. Just then, both Zayn and Liam walked down the stairs.

"We heard yelling, and we- whoa Riley, stop!" Zayn said. He ran over to pull me off of Harry, but I back kicked him in the stomach.

"Back-off!" I warned through gritted teeth. "He's made my life a living hell since I got here! I have every reason choke him! Plus I promised that if I was going to kill him, I would kill him slowly and painfully! And so far I think that slowly choking him to death would be the way to go!" I screamed. Both Liam and Zayn came up behind me and grabbed both my arms, but I was to fast for them. I moved both my feet to behind their ankles, and pulled forward, causing them both to fall.

"Riley, don't kill him!" Anna screamed. "As much I would like to watch that, think about it; think about all the teenage girls who would be out to kill you, the lack of pleasure you would have making him suffer, and the guilt of having his coffin rest on your conscience!" I took the into consideration, then released my hold on his neck.

"Be warned, Styles. Be warned." I said, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Lou?" I said looking hopefully up at him.

"Riley?" He replied.

"Can you please let Anna go home?" I asked.

"Actually, my dear sister, I'm afraid I can't." I in a fake sweet voice.

"Why not!" I whined.

"Because she'll call the cops." He stated simply. "Niall, my dear Irish-man. Please take this lovely lady to one of of the guest rooms, and remove her of all her electronic devices. 'Im sorry' she mouthed. I gave her a small smile, then sighed in defeat.

"Okay, you got what you wanted, I'm miserable." I said.

"It's not what I wanted." Both Liam and Zayn replied in unison. I sighed again, and stormed off to my room. I just needed to be alone. Sadly, that's exactly what I didn't get. Both Zayn and Liam walked into my room.

"Out." I commanded. "And before you argue, you should know; that if you don't, I will break every bone in your body." I said through gritted teeth.

"But-" Zayn started.

"Go." I said again.

"But-" Liam tried.

"No, no. Get out." I snapped.

"But there's something you need to know!" Zayn said quickly.

"Oh, enlighten me, won't you?" I seethed, pinching the bridge of my nose.

"Anna's in trouble. Niall brought her to Harry's room, and they're both in there with her now." Liam rushed.

"And why is this bad?" I questioned.

"Because there's muffled grunts and moans coming from inside." Zayn added. I quickly jumped up and rushed out the door.

"Which ones Harry's?!" I asked.

"Third door on the right." Zayn told me.

"Okay, I'm well aware you guess don't like each other, but I need you both to do this one thing for me: help me get her!" I begged. They both nodded. "Thank you!" All three of us ran down the hall, till we got to Harry's room. I grabbed the door handle, and attempted to open it, but it was locked. "Watch out." I said, before kicking open the door, confirming my suspicions as to what I thought was going on behind the door.

Ziley or Riam?
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