Kidnapped by One Direction

Bowling Hater

The boys had me in a big black limo-like car. “Who is that?” Some bald driver guy asked. “She’s…our friend.” Harry replied. The driver nodded, and we were all facing each other in the limo. The trailer was down the street. Zayn raised the soundproof window between the driver and us. “Alright, we go in, and you act normal. Make NO contact with any other people. Got it?” he asked. I nodded, and leaned against the window.

 We walked in. People looked at them, wondering who I was with one direction. The boys sat me down at a table, and went to get shoes. “Stay here. If you don’t, you don’t want to know.” Zayn said. I was threatened by him, to be honest. If he has hit me before, he will again. A strange girl came over with a bowling ball in her hand.

 “Who the hell do you think you are?” she asked me. “Excuse me?”

“You are excused. They are mine. Who are you?”

“I’m Perrie.”

“Fat ass.” She smirked. I looked at my stomach, to see a flat surface. She smirked knowing her words stung.

“Pig.” She said.

“Complete whore.” She said again.

“You’re a cunt.” She smirked, yet again. I began to cry. She won.

Harry came over, as did Louis. Harry came down to my level, standing, as I was in the chair. He wrapped his arms around me, and I buried my head in his neck. Louis was talking to the girl.

 “You can’t call people cunts, fat asses, or pigs. I don’t see you being a compete twig. She is skinny, and beautiful. If she is those things, we wouldn’t love her. Calling her those things, when she obviously isn’t, only makes you them.” He sassed the girl out. She cried. “I’M NOT A DIRECTIONER ANYMORE!” She screamed. “If you don’t like Perrie, you obviously never were.” He sassed her, yet again. I stood up from Harry’s arms, and the girl left. Louis put his hand on his hip, and flicked his hair stylishly. I ran to him, and hugged him. “Thank you so much, Lou!” I smiled.

We began to bowl. It became my turn. “I don’t know how.” I huffed. I crossed my arms. “We’ll have…” Zayn started, looking at Harry. “Harry teach you.” He finished. Harry smirked. Harry stood up, and gave me his ball. I slipped my fingers in the holes, and instantly, it dropped from my fingers. “OUCH!” Harry screamed in pain. “I’m so sorry!” I yelled as I hugged him. “Got you.” He smirked. I pulled away, and looking at his foot, which was nowhere near the ball. “Ugh.” I groaned.

 In the end, I ended up winning. I got a strike each time. I was amazing at bowling, to be honest. I jumped into the van first. “That was awesome!” I yelled as Harry and Lou sat next to me. Zayn, Niall, and Liam sat in front of us. “Yeah, for the winner…” Niall smiled. I rolled my eyes.  “Jealous? I think so!” I smirked. The van started up by the driver. Zayn turned around and slid up the sound-proof window. “Our hairstylist, Lou Teasdale, has a baby girl named lux. Tomorrow is the opening night, and we are all going.” Zayn said. I nodded. The van stopped in front of the trailer, and I got out.