Taken

Chapter Six

STEFANI'S POV

I watch as Katie walks out the door with Steve. 'I'm so bored' I think to myself. I look down at my clothes, I've had this on all day and it's already dark outside. I'm sick and tired of being inside doing nothing. I'm pretty sure I reek, I really want to take a shower. I stand up and walk to the camera.

"Hey idiots!" I say waiting for a response. No one answers for a couple seconds than I hear a familiar voice.

"I'm not an idiot, what do you want?" Zayn's voice comes through. Come to think of it, 'Where is the speaker?' I look around the camera for a while but then just shrug my shoulders and decide to forget it. I go back to what I wanted to say to Zayn.

"I want to take a shower." I state bluntly. He pauses for a brief moment.

"Alright, but you don't have clothes." He says stating the obvious.

"No shit Sherlock! You gonna let me go home to get them?" I smile sweetly at the camera.

"Nope, you'll have to wear my clothes for now, we'll think about getting you guys some clothes." He says passively.

"Your clothes?? How come not anybody else's. Does it specifically have to be your clothes?" I really didn't want to wear my kidnappers clothes.

"Yes, and none one else clothes." He has a demanding tone, damn... what's up his ass?

"Whatever, hurry up and come over here. I really need that shower." I walk away from the camera and wait for him to come to the room. When he finally does he doesn't have the clothes with him. I was about to ask him about it when he just grabs my arm and pulls me into the hall towards what im guessing is the bathroom. He opens the door and pushes me in there.

"The clean towels are in there and just knock when your done." He closed the door after him and I don't have a chance to ask him anything else. I quickly slip off my shirt and jeans. I stop when I get to my underwear, 'could they have a camera in here' I think to myself. I look around the bathroom, but I see nothing.

"Hey you out there?" I call through the door.

"Yeah?" Zayn? He's the one waiting, creepy.

"Are there cameras in here? Cause I don't wanna strip in front of you perverts." I say.

"We're not perverts, and no there are no cameras in there..." There was a long pause but it sounded like he was gonna say something else. I shake my head and start unclasping my bra but I pause as I hear his low voice.

"But- I can assure you that you'll be stripping for me soon enough." I can hear the smugness in his voice and can imagine the smirk he must be wearing.

"In your dreams." I scoff and go to take off the rest of my undergarments.

"You will be." He says, but those are the last words that I hear. I roll my eyes and turn the water on, I make sure its warm before I step in. Lathering the shampoo in my hair I hear the door close. I quickly pull open the door of the shower and look toward the bathroom door. I look at where my clothes were and they were gone. 'great...now im gonna have to get out in a towel.' I quickly finish my shower once I feel clean and pull the towel tightly around my body. I have no clothes in here, bastards. I walk over to the door and knock on it.

"What?" Zayn's voice is muffled through the door.

"I'm done, can you give me the clothes." I say with a 'duh' tone in my voice. He opens it, waiting for me to exit but I don't, I'm only in a towel.

"Get out, the clothes are in the room." He doesn't look at me which I'm thankful for.

"Whatever." I walk out and passed him toward the end of the hall where the room is located. I'm completely aware the I have to keep pulling the towel down because it stops just pass my ass. I didn't need to give Zayn a show. I grab the knob to the door and twist it open. I walk  in and see my undergarments on the bed with the clothes that I suppose are Zayn's.

"I washed you're stuff." He say's, I wait for him to leave but he's still standing there.

"I was in the shower that long?" I ask with curiosity, because it takes a while to wash and dry clothes.

"I washed just that, not the other stuff, it would have taken longer."

"Alright, well thanks, now go so I can change." I shoo him with the wave of my hand and he just smirks but obliges and closes the door. I hear him lock it and I heave out a big sigh. I grab the clothes that he chose for me and its just some boxers and a white T-Shirt. I put on my black lacy undergarments and put on the boxers and T-Shirt. I look down and my black bra is kind of showing with the white T-Shirt. 'Oh great...' I towel dry my hair as best as I can and rake my fingers through it to get out all the knots. After I'm done I hang the wet towel on the back of the computer chair and sit on the window-seat. 'I really want to go out on the beach' I loved going to the beach at night, it's so beautiful and relaxing, and you don't have to worry about bothering other people.

Harry walked in interrupting my thoughts. He looked determined? He closed the door and sat down on the bed facing me. I raised my eyebrow, questioning his presence.

"What do you want?" I ask, I'm guarded, who knows what he would do.

"I can see your bra." He smirks and you can hear the teasing tone on his voice.

"I know, now what do you want?" I just ignore his rude comment, I knew if I said something smart back we would just go back and forth.

"What do you want all that money for?" He asks, with a curious look in his eyes. My body automatically stiffens.

"That's for me to know, and for you to never find out." I say through gritted teeth. Why did they want to know so much, all they had to do was give us the money and we would give them what they want and we never have to see each other again.

"You know we won't give it to you. What if your using it for something illegal." He said with a 'Matter-of-fact' tone. I rolled my eyes.

"Well then I guess you'll always have to live with that question in mind wont you?" I say with an innocent voice and bat my eyelashes at him.

"I won't because you won't be getting that money." Again I roll my eyes.

"So what are you doing here, I'm getting impatient." I say with a harsh tone.

"What happened to your hand?" He points at my hand and I glance down, I totally forgot about that.

"Why don't you ask Zayn." That's all I said before I see Katie walking in with her arm being held by Liam, He doesn't look to happy and Katie looks relieved seeing me. In seconds I'm up and pulling her out of Liam's grasp and into my arms. She holds tightly onto me as I do to her.

"Don't be scared I'm here now." I whisper into her ear and I feel her nod her head on my shoulder. She was about to say something but we were interrupted by a clearing throat.