Kidnapped by One Direction

One Direction, Coke, and Plans

A tall one covered my mouth as he grabbed my waist. My back was against his chest. “What are you doing?” I screamed. He covered my mouth, yet again. I bit his finger, and he yelped. I got loose, but another one grabbed me. He had gloves on, so no luck. He covered my mouth. I squirmed in his arms. “Stop!” He yelled. I cringed as he yelled in such anger. We got to a big bus, and they threw me on it, and walked in behind me. I got up off of the busses’ carpet, and wiped my tears.

 As they got closer, I would back up. I backed up, and fell on the couch that was in there. I cuddled my knees up to my chest, and wrapped up. “Stop!” I screamed at them. The five of them all stood in front of me. I wiped my tears more, but they kept coming out. They all started taking off their gloves. I looked at them and wondered what they were doing. They took off their hats, revealing all of their way different hair. They took off their hoods. They all looked at each other, and then took off their masks. I looked at them all, in complete shock.

“You-Y-You’re O-On-One Direction?” I asked, as it came out as more of a question than a complete ‘NO DUR’ statement. They all nodded. “What? Wait… I’m confused.” I said. They all rolled their eyes. The blonde one wouldn’t make any eye contact with me. He looked just as scared as I did. “We have kidnapped you.” The one with the loads of quiff said. He looks Arabic, sort of. “Wh-why?” I asked, looking him in the eyes. “Because, we can.” He smirked.

 “Well, what are you planning on doing with m-me?” I asked, in shock. “eh, we didn’t plan that out.” The one with lots of curls said dumbly. “Well, what did you plan, exactly?” I snorted. The blonde one left, and sat down in the other room of the bus. The one with the buzz cut looked at me as if he were mad. I tightened my grip on my legs. He smirked. “To walk out on the streets, find a girl that looks somewhat innocent and pretty, and you know… steal her.” He replied. I was taken back. “Yes, I’m innocent, but not pretty.” I hissed at him. He raised his eyebrows. The blonde boy was taken back. He stood up, and came over. “What? You’re beautiful!” He smiled. The boys looked at him, giving him death glares. “Thank you.” I said. I looked at the boys. The blonde went and sat down in the back again.

“Now,” quiff started as they all plumped down onto the couch beside me. I flinched/cringed at what they did. “Get us some drinks.” He ordered. I rolled my eyes, and got up. I looked around, and was clueless. Curls pointed towards the hall, and I nodded. I went down the hall, and into the kitchen. It was surprisingly clean. I was still confused on why they ‘kidnapped’ me. It should be woman-napped! I am nineteen! I am NO kid. I saw the mini fridge, and opened it. I grabbed five cokes, since that’s all they had. I stood up and turned around. Blondie was right there staring me in the eyes. I smiled a bit, hiding the awkwardness. “Sorry.” I said, and walked around him. He grabbed my arm, and swung me around to face him. My eyebrows furrowed at his seriousness. “What?” I asked. “Look, I’m sorry about calling you beautiful.” He sighed. I raised my eyebrows. “What? Don’t be sorry, it was sweet. Thank you.” I thanked him. He looked down, as if he were upset.

 I sat down at the little table. I patted the table, for him to come sit. “what’s wrong?” I asked, as he sat. “I’m not in on the whole plan.” He sighed. “What plan?”

“Hm?”

“What?”

“Huh?”

“wait…”

“what?”

“What? Never mind.” I sighed. I completely forgot what he mentioned. He looked pale. “What is your deal?” I finally asked. He looked me in the eyes. “I… I didn’t want to kidnap you.” He said. I nodded taking that in. I looked at him to go on. He looked at his hands. “They didn’t listen to me.” He said. His face is turning even more white. “They want to proceed. I can’t let them, but they won’t care what I will have to say.” He said. I stood up. “We’ll talk about this later.” I said. He looked up at me. 

 I walked into the main area. “What took you so long?” Curls asked as he stood up. I cringed at him. “Don’t hurt me.” I mumbled as I gave him a coke. “N-no I wouldn’t ever hurt you.” He said looking upset I would say that. Quiff looked at him angrily. He looked more focused this time. “I won’t if I don’t have too.” He ‘corrected’ himself. I looked down as I gave them all cokes. Niall walked in, and sat down. They all looked at him.