Taken... (A One Direction FanFic)

~Chapter 18~

[AN: Just wanted to say, I FREAKED when I saw I had over 300 views. Just.. Holy crap... Thanks guys! :)   ]

The title was 'Tomlinson finally makes a full recovery after mystery man shot him on the streets of London'

Yes... I'm ok now.. Now that I know he's alive and well....

 

 

*ONE WEEK LATER*

As I walk along the hallways that I never thought I would see again I hear the gossip. Of course they are talking about me. I've been gone since November. The rumors have already started....

"I heard she ran away to be a prostitute and now she has aids, and one guy she slept with was a cop, and he recongnized her and then dragged her back."

"Well I heard that she got kidnapped to go in the sex slave trade and barely managed to escape with her life!"

"I heard she ran away with her 58 year old boyfriend and eloped. But then he tried to kill her and then she left him."

"No, someone told me that her whole family is really big in the drug ring and someone kidnapped her because her parents wouldn't pay them. They still won't. She had to pay herself out and they were happy to either let her leave or wanted to kill her because she's fugly. Have you seen her hair? That's a mistake." Yah... I dyed the tips of my hair red....

Great... 4 different completly wrong rumors already started on my first day back...

As I head over to my old loner table for the 20 minutes I have before 1st hour starts, I bump into a tall firm chest. I look up into his beautiful grey eyes and blush. "Sorry, sorry, sorry." I quickly mumble.

"Scarlet! Hey, I see your back. And no worries." 

"Oh, erm.. Y-yeah. H-hi Drew.." I stutter awkwardly, swiping the hair in my face back with my fingers.

"I bet everyone is bugging you about what happened. I'll leave you alone about it." He said and smiled. I returned it, genually. I looked down at the crumpled scheduale in my hands. 

"H-hey.. Do you know where Mr. Pewter's Art 3 class is?" I ask hopefully.

"Yeah! I have that class next. I'll walk you there." He says lightly grabbing my hand and dragging me along. I bet I look like a tomato. I nodded my head and tried to move my feet swiftly to keep up with him.

Your probably wondering why I'm still with my parents and back in highschool, right? Well I asked my 'mom' about what Collin told me and she slapped me. She said I was not aloud to mention that again and said that I don't know what I'm talking about... She still says I'm 17 and denied everything he said. But the weird thing is she didn't ask what happend, who kiddnapped me, etc. I'm pretty sure she knows it was Collin... Well she thinks she knows.. But it wasn't 'exactly' him. 

For now, I'm staying with my 'parents'. But when I turn 18 in my mothers eyes, I'm leaving. I don't know where yet....

"Then I ate a cat...?" Drew continues casually, as I snap out of my thoughts.

"YOU WHAT?!" 

"Now I've got your attention!" He says smugly.

"Oh sorry...  I just zoned out. " I quickly apologize.

"You sure do say sorry alot. No worries." He says and then stops. "We're here!" We walk in, realising it's only us and the teacher. "There isn't a seating chart, so you can sit where ever you want." I feel the need to stand and wait for everyone to come in so I don't take anyones seat, but then I get pulled into a seat next to Drew.