Fall For You [L.T.]

"Do you believe in soulmates?" I asked playing with a ring on my index finger. I looked up to meet his blue eyes staring at me. He inhaled some smoke from the cigarette he was smoking before blowing it out. "I believe that if two people are meant to be together then some how they will keep finding their way back to each other." He said as snow started to drizzle down. He wrapped his scarf around me before kissing my lips ever so gently. "That's why I believe that you and I are one. Our hearts are like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together. When you aren't by my side I see nothing but darkness. You are the light in my eyes."

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1. Chapter 1: Kidnapped?

A/N You will find the character pictures in my mumbles for this story :) So please check my mumbles<3 I love you guys! x

Roxie's POV:

 The loud banging of music faded and everything slowly went black. All I heard were men's voices as I felt my body being pulled. Then the sounds of a car motor took over my ears. 

"Wake up." I heard a husky voice whisper in my ear. 

I flickered my eyes open to see a guy with curls and green eyes hovering over me. I jumped up and let out a loud scream. I looked around the room to see that I was no longer at that night club drinking away my problems. I was in a room that was a cream color with a fireplace and a princess bed. 

"Where the hell am I?!" I screamed. 

"Oh feisty!" He smirked.

"Harry, stop." I turned my head to see a male sitting against a window with a cigarette in his hands. 

"Zayn you're no fun." He groaned and rolled his eyes. 

"A new toy?" I turned my head to see a blonde walking in with a hungry smile on his face. 

"Zayn won't let us play with her." Harry pouted.

"Harold!" My heart jumped a mile high as yet another guy came into the room. Anger filled his eyes, but my eyes couldn't help but notice that he was only wearing sweats and no shirt. 

"Louis...." He muttered.

"I told you to stop bringing girls here!" He growled. The look in Harry's eyes told me that obviously I should be afraid of him. 

"But come on...." Harry pouted. "She's just another whore who cares..." He whispered but I could still hear him clearly. 

"Excuse me?!" I snapped jumping off the bed and storming over to them. My hand slid across his face. 

"Feisty!" The blonde one chirped.

"I am not a whore! You drugged me then brought me here!" I growled and rose my hand to slap him again but Louis grabbed my wrist. 

"Don't slap him." He growled causing fear to take over my body but I didn't let it show. I pulled my wrist away from him. 

"Who do you think you are?" I growled. Everyone's eyes shot up with curiosity. 

"Excuse me?" He stepped closer to me.

"I said who do you think you are?!" I repeated. 

A hand slid across my face stunning me. I stumbled backwards and fell. I covered my cheek with my hand and looked up at him with disbelief. Harry and the blonde fellow hurried out of the room. My eyes were locked with his cold blue eyes. He turned away and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him. 

"You got guts." Zayn muttered staring at me and taking a puff of his cigarette.  

"I...." I muttered. 

"Don't become a weakling now." He sighed. 

"Does he just slap anyone?" I asked. 

"No if you're a man he punches you." 

"Why?" 

"Because he's dead."

"What?!"

"What makes you and I happy isn't there for him anymore. He's been teared apart by someone he trusted and now he's left like that." 

"Oh why did you guys bring me here?" 

"They wanted to toy with you." He sighed. "But I think you can help him." 

"Help him? How?" I mumbled. 

"You seem different. I saw how you treated that drunk old man outside the bar. You have heart." 

"I've been told that it's a bad thing..." I muttered. 

"Not here, it's a great thing to have." He said putting out his cigarette. He walked over to me and put a necklace around my neck. 

"What's this?" 

"If something happens to you, this will help us find you." 

"So you're tracking me?" I groaned. 

"Just in case something bad happens." He chuckled. 

My attention turned towards the door as it slammed open. At first I was terrified thinking it was Louis back to finish the job but it was a completely different male. 

"Who's he?" I whispered. 

"Liam." Zayn said. 

"Another one?!" He yelled. "Are you fucking kidding me?! When will you guys learn that girls aren't some kind of toy?!" 

"Chill mate." Zayn sighed rubbing his temple like he was starting to get a headache. 

"Louis wants to see her." Harry said coming in and grabbing my wrist. 

"What?" I gasped trying to pull away from his grasp. 

"Don't fight it honey or else." Harry snapped. He dragged me down the hall to a big open room. Louis was leaning against a railing smoking a cigarette. Harry pushed me then shut the door leaving me alone with that monster. 

"I won't bite." He growled. 

"No but you do slap..." I muttered as I nervously walked towards him. 

"Just a warning." He said turning around and looking at me. 

"Do you always slap strangers?" I teased. 

"Just the sassy ones." He chuckled which made me curious. That chuckle made him seem like a completely different guy than the one that had just slapped me half an hour ago. 

"I'm sorry for my sass." I mumbled. 

"Don't..." He sighed. "It's your personality, don't apologize for that." 

"But I don't want to get slapped again!" I defended. 

"Just don't touch Harry then." 

"Tell him to be less of a douchebag." I muttered. 

"I guess you win there." He laughed causing my heart to melt. I jumped up on the railing and peered down at the garden. It was beyond beautiful, there was even a fountain in the middle of it all. I turned my head when I felt his hand on my back. He stood between my legs looking at me with worried filled eyes. "Be careful.." He muttered. 

"Oh sorry.." I jumped back down but accidentally pushing myself into him. "Oh gosh sorry!" I blushed. 

"It's fine." He chuckled stepping away from me. "I'll see you at dinner tonight." He said before leaving me in that beautiful room. I leaned against the railing again and stared back down at the garden. 

"See he's not that bad." I jumped a little before turning around and seeing Zayn smoking again. 

"No...he's not..." I mumbled. 

"I think you're exactly what this house needs, but I feel rude." He sighed. 

"Why?" I asked. 

"Because I haven't asked your name, none of us have.." 

"Oh.." I giggled. "It's Roxie." 

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