My head pounded in pain when it collided with something hard, making me conscious. My hand held my head as my eyes flutter opened. I was in the backseat of a car, not at all familiar. My head was resting against the window, the car was moving. The car was in an area that I never saw, even the road was empty.

I looked ahead, the driver was concentrated on the road, my hands were free, so were my feet. I took this as an opportunity. I smacked my elbow against his neck. He groaned in pain. His face was covered with a black mask and was wearing a hoodie. The car stopped, this was my chance. I unlocked the door and ran rapidly.

There were apartments close to each other. I went to one of the alleys in between them and hid there. My eyes searched for people, but there were none. I didn't had my phone, there were no people, no chances of communicating with anyone. The only choice I had now was to enter one of these apartments and ask for help.

"Ahh!" I screamed as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry dear.. you look scared. Do you need help?" There stood a woman, in her 40's, giving me a consoling smile. I left my breath. I hesitantly nodded. She smiled brightly.

"I live in this apartment, you can come with me." She said with a pleasing smile, pointing towards the apartment at my left. I thought for a moment.

"You don't look really good, you definitely need some help there." She said aiming towards my head. I touched it and winced in pain. My hand had dried blood on it.

"That's really sweet of you, but I don't want to be a burden." I replied. She shook her head.

"Come with me." She held my wrist and dragged me to her apartment. She was really kind.

Her room was medium-sized, clean and really comfortable. She made me sit on her bed and came towards me with a first aid kit. I hissed in pain many times, but that medicine was effective. It wasn't paining as it was before.

"Thank you so much...." I trailed off as I didn't knew her name.

"Carla.." she answered.

"Carla. I'm Aisha." I said and she smiled.

"Aisha, I'll bring some tea for you.." she got up, but I held her wrist and stopped her.

"No thanks. I should get going." I replied, even though I didn't know where I was.

"Let me please." She said in a pleading tone. I smiled and let her go.

After a couple of minutes, she came with 2 cups of tea and handed me one. I smiled and took a sip. She sat beside me.

"So tell me dear, what happened?" She asked. I explained her about the threat calls, how Zayn found out about them, and everything happened today. But I didn't take specific names, I mention them just as my boyfriend and his friends. Even though she helped me, I couldn't completely trust her.

Suddenly, my head started pounding. I hissed in pain. My eyes started watering because of the pain. Carla wasn't helping me this time.

Unexpectedly, the man in hoodie stood before me. Carla went to him with a smirk, he handled her a bundle of notes. My eyes widened in realisation, she had tricked me. I tried standing up, but my vision started blacking out. I fell on the ground with a loud thud, unconscious again.

Zayn's POV

"ASH ARE YOU OKAY? ASH!!" I yelled, but the call ended.

My knees went weak and I collapsed on the ground. My head in my hands, tearing streaming down my face. The boys came to me and crouched down.

"Zayn, is she okay?" Niall asked rubbing my shoulder. I looked up and shook my head.

"I don't know." I whispered.

"What do you mean? Where is she?" Liam yelled.

"He has her." My voice cracked up. My anger coming out in the form of tears. I was damn scared.

"Who?" Harry asked.

"The man who threatened her. He has her." I said, clenching my fists. All of them became restless.

"Mate.. don't worry. We'll.. we'll find her." Louis assured me. I didn't care. I wanted to strangle the man to death. He hurt Aisha, he crossed his limits.

Suddenly, I realised something that I should've realised way before.

Aisha's POV

I tried opening my eyes, but failed miserably. I tried again, fluttered my eyelids for some times to make my blurred vision clear. All I saw was, darkness... It was not too dark, but it was dull.

I took a look at my surrounding. It was a plain room, with a small bulb, a rusted iron door and a bed at a corner. My head started aching again, I tried to move my hand towards it, but something held them there. I looked back, my hands were tied to a rod behind my back. I tried moving and pulling, but the rope made my wrist ache. I gave up and leaned my back against the rod.

I groaned in anger. I didn't knew where I was. I didn't knew if the boys were really safe. I didn't even knew if that woman's name was really Carla, I was stupid to trust her. Tears started forming, it was all my fault. Ever since I came into their lives, I'm just giving them more problems and worries. Warm tears ran down my face.

I didn't wanted Zayn's birthday to be like this.. I wanted it to be a big surprise. I prepared his birthday cake. I prepared for his birthday party. I wanted him to be all mine. No one between us. I planned to propose him today... 

Only Niall knew about this and he helped me too. I felt really bad. Fate was taking away everything from me. I became more sad as the image of the ring I took for him flashed through my mind.

My head turned rapidly as I heard the door unlocking. I took my legs near my body. The man came in locked the door again. He walked towards me and crouched down in front of me. He moved his hand towards me and glided his finger on my jawline, while my face had a look of disgust. He lifted my head with his fingers to face him.

He chuckled. "Beautiful.... You deserve better than that singing bird. You are made for me." I clenched my jaw in anger. How dare he talk crap about Zayn!!

"He respects everyone, unlike you! And he'd never hurt me!!" I spat. He growled in anger and slapped me. But instead of tears, there was a smirk on my face. I faced him again.

"Truth is always bitter. And the truth is, Zayn and me love each other, and there's nothing you can do..." I growled. He grabbed my neck.

"I...don't.....f-fear...you..." I said as I gasped for air. He removed his grip, making me choke.

"As I said, you're stubborn and I like that." He said. "Don't worry, you'll be mine, soon." He added. I laughed sarcastically and replied.

"Never in a million years..." He growled angrily at my answered and left the room.

I didn't knew how I had that confidence. But when he spoke something bad about Zayn or the boys, I would snap at him. I was quite sensitive when it came to my family and friends. I fell asleep soon, because the day drained all my energy.

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I woke up in a comfortable position, not in a sitting one, and not with my hands tied behind me. I was on the bed, my hands and legs completely untied. I swiftly got up and made my way towards the door. My hands tried turning the knob with all my strength, but failed. The door was locked. I pushed and pulled the door with force, not helpful at all.

I sighed and sat back on the bed. There were no windows. The only air that came inside was through the small grill on the door. I couldn't even see clearly through it. I looked down at my pendant, the one Zayn gifted me. My eyes started watering. I missed him. I just hope the man doesn't harm him, or the boys. I wiped my tears and looked around to find some way. But instead, I saw a plate with sandwiches and a note. I lifted the note and squinted me eyes in order to see clearly.

Only for you, princess.. Eat them.

Anger boiled through my blood. I crumbled the note and banged the plate onto the floor.

The plate produced a loud sound, which made the man appear again. He locked the door behind him and approached me. I raised my hand and pointed my index finger towards him.

"Don't you dare come near me.." I said through gritted teeth.

"They were for you." He said pointing at the sandwiches, which were on the floor now.

"I am not hungry.. and even if I am, I don't want to eat anything given by you!" I shouted.

"I'm doing this for you.. why don't you understand?" He said in a serious tone.

"Why are you doing this? I don't want this.." I said in a pleading tone, tears forming.

"See, I didn't mean to hurt you.." He took a step closer to me.

I raised my hands in defence. "Stay there!" I ordered and he stopped.

"You have nothing to do with my life. You are no one to tell me." I stated.

"I just want to see you happy.." he said again.

"No! You're not making me happy!! You ruined my everything!! Me and Zayn were happy—"

"Don't say his name!!" His voice raised.

"He is my love! He is my everything!! Why should I not?!" I spat back, my voice louder than his.

"CAUSE IT HURTS ME!" He yelled banging his fist against the wall, causing me to flinch.

"It hurts me to see you with him.. I'm the one who loved you from the start, NOT HIM!!" He shouted.

"Who the hell even are you!?" I asked in an angry tone. He stayed quiet.

"Bloody speak!! You're threatening me from the past 6 months.. tell me who the fuck are you?!" I yelled. There was a silence for some seconds.

"Fine.. you wanna know?" He asked. I stayed still.

He moved to the bulb switch and clicked the switch on, making the room a bit brighter. He slowly lifted his hoodie's cap and lowered his dark face mask. My eyes widened in shock as I saw his face. It was like my heart shattered. I was betrayed. Tears rolled down my cheek as I took in his appearance.

"You?" I whispered. He looked down.

"Yes.. me." He answered. I hate him..

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