Captured (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 3

I could see what Louis meant by a "summer house."

There was a big lake in the back of the house.

If I could escape, could I swim across it to the other side? I've always been a good swimmer.

"Don't get too many ideas," Niall whispered in my ear.

How did he know what I was thinking? Was I staring at the lake that long?

I tried to defend myself, but I remembered I couldn't talk. How could I forget?

"Welcome to your new home," Louis said, with limited expression in his voice.

Great. I'll be staying in an area I've never been before, with 5 strangers.

I was kidnapped. KIDNAPPED.

This place wasn't my home, and it certainly never will be. I needed to escape. I needed to keep calm and escape.

Liam unlocked the door, and then Niall carried me to a couch, where he gently placed me down.

"You should be able to talk in an hour. Don't worry, the time will pass in no time," Niall whispered in my ear.

What better way to pass the time, by taking a nap? My body felt exhausted, so I might as well give in to its commands.

*after the nap*

I woke up and groaned quietly. Where were all the boys?

I jumped up from my position on the couch, and gently swayed. I guess I wasn't feeling 100% better, yet I could move. That's a good start.

Most people, if not all, would have taken this opportunity to escape. I, however, was more clever than most people. I know I had to at least gain a little of the boys trust, before striking.

I was silent for a second, listening to my surroundings. I heard voices in the next room, so I decided to make my way over there.

When I entered the room, I took a seat at the kitchen table while everyone was standing around it. I was aware how the room, which I now identified as the kitchen, went silent as I walked in. I pretended I didn't mind. All I could think about was how hungry I was.

"No escaping?" Harry smirked questionably, cocking an eyebrow.

"Ahh, what's the point?" I said nonchalantly. Did I seem convincing to any of them?

"Smart girl. You wouldn't have lasted 10 minutes out there," Harry said smugly. If only he knew, I thought.

"So have you guys 'come around' yet?"I asked, laughing on the inside. They knew I could hear them in the car, so why not ask?

Louis chuckled, obviously understanding. In a way, it was like one big joke, but I knew that 'coming around,' was supposed to be bad. Supposed to be.

"Yes, love. It only takes a short period of time for people to change drastically," Louis answered.

"We'll I'd say," I smiled, taking in the whole kitchen. One direction went from being sweet to kidnappers. Was that drastic enough?

I was doing a pretty good job fooling the boys, if I'd say so myself. I bet they had no idea that in the back of my mind, I was secretly devising different ways I might escape.

There were knives in the kitchen. And there were pots and pans, a broom, and lots of glass. All potential weapons. This could work. This could seriously work.

"Shall we properly introduce ourselves boys?" Zayn asked. I didn't even see him when I walked in. He was hidden behind Liam. He stepped out of Liam's shadow and began to introduce himself, when I cut him off. Was it the smartest thing to do? Not really. Do I regret it? Not really.