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Of course,I knew I should've gotten the pads earlier,but at the moment,I felt really lazy. I didn't want to get up from my seat.

I thought I had some pads from my left pack of them.

Apparently I didn't.

That sucks.

That is why I am here,at a gas station,at 12-ish AM,to get some pads for my stupid period.

I grab the right one,and clutch it tightly with a flushed face. I clench my jaw in embarrassment as I saw a guy,in his early or so twenties laughing.

I wanted to slap him in his fucking face.

Nobody laughs at me.

Nobody.

Just as I was about to give that asswhole a piece of my mind,the lights went off.

I mean,I know gas stations are crappy,but is this one really that crappy?

Come on people.

Then,I felt a odd smelling rag that looked dirty was covering my nose and mouth,and toned tattooed arms wrapped around me very tightly.

I saw apologetic kind brown eyes before everything went black.

-2 Hours Later-

"What the hell,Liam? The girl you've been in love with months is in your room because you kidnapped her. This is illegal and you know it. Yet,she's here. Unconscious,might I add!" I heard a deep voice ramble on dramatically.

Ah,a sassy guy.

Hallelujah.

I found my kind.

"She's awake! I can hear you breathing faster,child! And I saw you moving! Don't even try to hide it!" The same voice that was rambling said accusingly and loudly.

"Mhph!" I say muffled by a rag in my mouth. Ew. What if it's dirty? It probably has germs. Ew,again.

"Liam,get those rags off of her." The man demands.

"M'kay,I'll do it," I hear a deep,raspy voice say.

What a beautiful voice,its like angels singing,its perfect.

I bet that was this 'Liam' character.

The guy who kidnapped me.

The guy that's been 'in love' with me for months.

Well,damn.

I see it.

I SEE LIGHT.

I CAN BREATHE AGA--nevermind.

I just saw Liam,so now I can't breathe.

WHAT IS AIR?

Well shit.

"Hello,babe," Liam greets,smirking almost cockily. His lips are really nice.

HE CALLED ME BABE.

HOLY SHIT.

HOLY SHITT.

WHAT IS AIR?

I need to calm down. Seriously.

"H-Hey," I say back,trying to sound confidently,but failing. The only reason I felt nervous was because of the brown,kind eyes that were staring back at me intently.

"Aw,cute. Your nervous."

"Of course she is,idiot. She got kidnapped,by you. So yeah,of course she's nervous," The guy behind him snorts.

"That's Louis,and,as you heard,I'm Liam," His lips curved up into a kind smile,making my heart flutter.

"I can introduce myself,thank you very much,dickhead." Louis says,scoffing.

"I'm Louis,but you can call me the Sass Master from Doncaster. Would you like to meet Kevin?" Louis says,grinning.

"Uhm,sure?" I respond but it sounded like a question.

"YAY!" Louis cheers and runs out of the room,his footsteps loud against the floor.

"This should be interesting,eh?" Liam questions me,chuckling lightly.

Yes.

This is already interesting,seeing as I was kidnapped by a sexy guy who seems really nice,and has a best friend that has a sassy,funny persona.

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