Chapter 2

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Following their group decision made during their lunch, the next evening found Liam and Niall getting ready to go out.

Liam was in his bedroom, spritzing the finishing touches of cologne onto his neck. He'd gone for a simple outfit - dark blue skinny jeans and a black shirt, buttons done all the way to the top. He was just about to pull his shoes on when he was interrupted by a call of his name: "Liam!". Said boy made his way into Niall's bedroom, eyes immediately blowing wide and a red blush covering his cheeks as he spotted the blonde stood in the middle of his bedroom, only wearing his boxers, holding a shirt in each hand. "U-Um, what did you need, Ni?"

"Which one?" Niall asked, raising each shirt in question, completely unbothered with his lack of clothing.

Liam blinked. In one hand, Niall had a maroon, long sleeved shirt and in the other, was a short sleeved shirt with butterflies as the print. Both would look amazing on the blonde, however, he could only choose one. "That one." Liam pointed towards Niall's left hand that held the maroon garment. Niall nodded his thanks and began to slip the item onto his pale torso. "Are -- are you just gonna be wearing a shirt or are there some jeans to go with?"

Niall looked up from doing the last button, smirking, "i was just gonna go out like this." Liam just stared at him and Niall couldn't help but laugh, "'course I'm gonna wear jeans, Li. Jesus.."

The Wolverhampton lad, shook his head, "Right. Well, hurry up and finish getting ready. The taxi containing the lads will be here about eight-ish."

"No problemo, Li. I'll be ready."

As 8:15pm, rolled around, the two boys were sliding into the back seat of the taxi, greeting the two already in the vehicle. "Alright mates?" Louis asked, "excited?"

"Hell, yes! It's gonna be a good one!" Niall cheered, singing under his breath to the Coldplay song playing on the radio.

The taxi pulled up outside the club they were planning on going to first, Harry paying the fare for them all. The foursome stepped inside the building, being met immediately with the dark room strobe lights flashing; the pulsing floor from the music; the numerous sweaty bodies dancing to the beat and the odd few snogging like they were alone. The group walked up to the bar and ordered their individual drinks as well a round of shots for them all. "Cheers, lads!" Niall laughed, clinking his shot glass with the others and downing it, the burn down the back of the throat all hitting them at the same time.

Within the first 15 minutes of being there, Harry had already sparked attention from a tall blonde, the two slinking off towards the dance floor. Louis was chatting with a girl at the bar, leaving Liam and Niall to stand awkwardly next to them, still drinking and chatting amongst themselves.

The night drawled on and it was nearing 1am when the club music suddenly changed to an upbeat BeeGee's song, the drunkards in the room loving it, instantly cheering and jumping to the music. "Li! Let's dance!" Niall slurred, happily - seems Niall had had more alcohol than Liam realised up to that point. The blonde had a glazed look in his eyes, and sloppy grin on his face, cheeks flushed bright red. His body was swaying slightly as he clutched his (fourth? Fifth?) beer in his hand. "Maybe we should get some water in you first, Nialler." Liam laughed, turning the blonde around and putting his hands on Niall's shoulders, guiding him towards the bar. "Noooooooo.. water is for wimps!" The drunk Irishman whined, trying to wiggle his way out of Liam's grip but failing miserably. "I'll dance with you, if you have some water first." Liam reasoned. An adorable pout formed on Niall's lips as he sighed in resignation, accepting the glass in Liam's hand and gulping down cold liquid, feeling himself become more and more sober with each drop. Once he'd downed the glass, Liam was satisfied and took him to the dance floor, happy that Niall wasn't swaying as much. The two began to dance to the upbeat tune, singing along loudly with the rest of the party-goers. They could see Harry and Louis on the floor too, they were both dancing with their respective partners they'd found that night, however, Louis stopped every now and again to have little kissing sessions with the brunette girl opposite him. As the chorus kicked in again, a group of dancers next to Liam and Niall became too enthusiastic, bumping into Niall and sending him flying forward, straight into Liam's chest making them both huff and shout out of shock. "You alright, Ni?" Liam quizzed, helping the blonde upright but secretly loving how warm and right Niall felt in his arms. Niall nodded, "mhm, I'm fine. Thanks for catching me." He grinned, pressing an innocent peck on Liam's cheek. "Y-Yeah, sure. No problem." Liam's face was on fire and his cheek was positively burning from the touch of the Irishman's soft lips.

They danced for another hour, joining up with Harry, Louis and his new 'friend'. She'd been introduced as Danielle and they discovered she was a really sweet girl - very drunk, but very sweet. Harry's guy had buggered off with his friends, leaving the lanky boy to go back to his own group of friends. As they discussed what drinks everyone was getting (Liam declined anymore alcohol but Niall was feeling way too sober), Niall's phone rang in his pocket. He looked to see it was one of his friends he'd met in university. He leaned up to Liam's ear, "in just gonna step outside, me mate's calling me." Liam nodded, knowing there were security men outside, so Niall would be okay.

The blonde walked outside of the club, phoning his friend back, hearing the familiar noise of loud music in the background on the other side of the call, "Sean, what's up, mate?!"

"Niallllll! We're out 'n 'bout, where you too?"

"How do you know I'm out?" Niall laughed at his obviously drunk friend.

"Yer answering me call at 2am! Plus yer Irish, you're always out."

"True." Niall shrugged, walking away from the entrance of the club and down the street a little way away from the noise so he could hear better, "I'm at Mikey's at the minute-"

"Great! Meet at Revs' in an hour?"

Niall carried on walking, finally settling against a wall near the entrance of an alleyway; the streets further away from the clubs and becoming more quiet, "yeah a'right." He agreed

"Wicked, see you 'n your buddies in an hour, Niallll!"

Niall chuckled as Sean abruptly ended the call, pocketing his phone and enjoying the fresh air for a minute before deciding to walk back towards the club. He'd just taken his first step, when he felt a hand wrap around the top of his arm and a husky voice call out, "Hey, where you goin' cutie?" He froze momentarily before his fight or flight instincts kicked in and he began to shrug his arm out of the man's grip, "get off me!" However, the man just gripped tighter, "Nah, you're cute. I just wanna talk." He sneered.

Niall could see the security guards just up ahead. They were so close, yet so far away. All he had to do was yell, shout, scream and he'd have help within seconds. He opened his mouth, about to call out for help, when a thick, rough hand clapped over his mouth, seizing any chance he had of escape. Panic bubbled up inside him as he felt the man begin to drag him towards the dark alleyway. He fought - he fought hard to escape the evil man's clutches but it was no use, this man was two times his size: in height and muscle. The lights from all around dimming the further he was dragged away. He felt the man's arm loosen from around his waist and he felt a moment of hope, only for it to diminish as the hand grabbed the back of his head and push it forcefully into the brick wall, disorienting him, his peripheral vision blackening and making him weak. With his last ounce of strength, he croaked out a whimpering: "help.."
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So, I was gonna carry on with going back to Liam and the lads but I thought it sounded better to end it here. Thoughts?

I'm sorry to be so mean to baby Irish but this chapter is something that needed to happen in order to get the story really going, sorry😶

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