Y/N POV :

I was walking the dim lit streets of London the only sound the simple clack of my heels as I walked down the path I was worried I’m always worried about traveling down the streets at night I keep glancing behind me and at my phone trying to get home as fast possible I noticed a large blue van traveling slowly behind me and it worried me I looked down at my phone seeing if it was far enough to run home when someone crashed into me making me fall onto the ground “oh God, I’m so sorry about that” I hear a male voice say sounding worried i looked up and sore a very tall cute blonde boy at that moment I noticed the blue van that had been following me stopped and the side was next to me all I know is the door on the side opened and then darkness. When I woke I was petrified my arms and legs where tried and there was tape over my mouth I felt strange and I can feel that my nickers are gone and I can tell that I was still moving, it was dark I couldn’t see much till my eyes began to adjust to the light I could see the small space was dirty and metal, till I sore someone else that cute blonde boy that crashed into me earlier he was tried up too he was passed out but he had a injury on his arm that was bleeding quiet a bit I sat there trying to see a window or anything that could clue me into were we where but nothing till the van stops slightly flinging me forward till the doors open and s man covered completely in black grabbed me and carried me away to a dusty room with a large bed with no sheets the bed was covered in blood there was no windows the man cut the rope on my hands then left the room shutting and locking the door behind him I quickly got the tape off my mouth and and untied my legs before the door again opens and the same man brings in the blonde boy in and throw him on the bed before again shutting and locking the door I then help the blonde out his ties and we sit trying to understand whats going on…..