As the night continued we'd lost focus of the movies we were meant to be watching and instead were sat round the open fire in our onesies chatting away and playing spin the bottle.
"Okay Harry it's your turn",Liam said, "Truth or dare?"
"Um.. dare", he replied with a smug grin on his face.
"Okay, Harry you have to strip down to your boxers, run to the garage right your crushes name on your car using wash foam", i said.
"Seriously?", he chuckled, "Okay well i spose i better take this for 'protection' hadn't i?",he replied grinning.
He got up,stripped down to his boxers and ran outside. After he had left the living room everything went silent. That silence was soon followed by a loud bang and what seemed as a cry for help. The boys jumped up alarmed as to what was happening. We all walked toward the garage door. Everything was silent. Harry was no where to be seen. Zayn grabbed the socket wrench of the wall whilst signalling Liam to get the baseball bat near his feet that Harry had dropped. Louis grabbed the nearest weapon he could. A broom. Trying not to giggle i felt Niall grab my hand sternly.
"Stay behind me", he said.
I didn't say anything. I just gripped his hand tightly in fear. The boys slowly began to move closer to Harry's car where he was meant to be. "Harry stop playing games and get out from behind the car, this isn't funny!",Zayn shouted. All of a sudden a large figure came into the light. It was Harry and my brother. I screamed. "Jack let him go!", i bellowed virtually in tears.
"No not till these bastards let you go, there keeping you hostage!" He had Harry clutched to him a knife pressed firm against his neck and blooded wounds covering his face and arms.
"Let him go!", i screamed. "There not holding me hostage, they saved my life!".
"No!", he bellowed. "I am not leaving you here with them!". He moved the knife inches closer to Harry's neck gripping his arm with force.Liam darted towards Jack hitting him hard with the baseball bat hitting him hard in face. This had made him angry. Jack clenched his free hand into a fist and began punching and kicking Liam to the ground making him cry in pain. I could see the anger in Zayn's eyes, he wasn't going to let this slide.
He swung his arms up high. Jack's face collided with the sharp tooth of the socket wrench carving it's way through his skin. The pain making his grip on Harry slightly loser.