Kidnapped. (Luke Hemmings)

Chapter 13

Chapter 13
Karlie's POV

"Okay so wait, let me run through this all really quick. You met Luke's ex fling, who told you that Luke said you guys were fucking, gives you an invite to the one and only famous Italian fashion designer Giorgio Virracelli's fashion debut where you model for the night, run into Luke and you both meet a girl named Sasha who tells you Vincent's plot about how he plans on kidnapping us to 'return' to my parents and instead is actually killing us, and also plans on ratting out Luke, Calum, Michael and Ashton?" Faith asks, raising her eyebrow as she sits down on our bed.

"Yep." I responded, emphasizing the "p".

"Wow. Fun." She says as I sit down next to her.

"Yep." I repeat.

"Well what are we supposed to do trapped in this house in the meantime?" Faith asks, turning to face me.

"Weeeell... We could always fix up our room." I started. Faith thought it over before shrugging her shoulders. Then we were off.

Truth be told, a lot of work needed to be done in this room for it to be considered capable of living in. First off, there was an odor, so we could start there. Faith hooked up my phone to speakers her borrowed from Michael and put it on shuffle, All Time Low's "For Baltimore" coming on. We started dancing for a bit before actually searching for the source of the odor. We got geared up, face masks, gloves, aprons and trash bags galore.

"Alright, I'll search this side, and you search that side." Faith said, and I nodded. I walked to a dresser and pulled a drawer open, and screamed at the sight.

"What is it Karlie?" Faith asked, turning in my direction. I pulled out the dead raccoon I found by it's tail and stretched it out to her direction, and she cringed at the sight.

"Aww, poor guy. Put him in the trash bag."

"You don't have to tell me twice." I replied, tossing it in.

A couple of hours and a few more dead animals later, we could finally breathe in our room without gagging. The room wasn't completely clean, but it was enough for us to bear living in it. There was still a lot of work to be done like decorating it to our tastes, but we could tackle that challenge another day.

We dragged the trash bags upstairs where all the boys were in the living room. Luke, Calum and Michael were playing what looked to be FIFA, while Ashton was reading a book. Michael spotted us not long after and paused their FIFA game, giving us a weird look.

"Why do you guys look like you're about to perform surgery?" He asked, and that earned us the looks of the rest of the boys before they all started laughing. I rolled my eyes.

"We cleaned the basement so we can actually breathe while sleeping." Faith replied.

"Was the get up necessary?" Ashton asked, giggling at our attire.

"Have you spent a night in that basement?" I retorted. He thought it over and nodded in agreement.

"We found a lot of dead animals. And a loooot of moldy food." Faith said.

"That's gross." Calum commented. I gasped.

"Oh my god, you can speak?" I smirked as Michael snorted. Calum smirked at me and went back to the FIFA game that Michael decided to unpause without his knowing.

"Where can we leave these?" I asked.

"Just leave them there, we'll throw them out after Calum and I whoop Michael's ass." Luke replied. Michael laughed. "Big talk from a scrawny boy."

"You're going down Clifford!" Luke yelled. I smiled at how competitive Luke was. It was actually kind of cute.

I walked back down to the basement and grabbed my phone off the speakers to see a new text message from an unknown number

From: 920-6284

Hey, it's Cole :-)

I smiled and saved his number and texted him back.

Hey :-) what's up?

Nothing much. So I was just wondering when I could possibly see you again?

Aww is someone interested in little old me? ;)

Well you are beautiful ;) Can we maybe hang out tomorrow afternoon?

I'm down. Meet me at Geno's Pizzeria at around 5?

It's a date :-)

Alright :-) see you then! x

I smiled to myself. I actually have a date. Wow, that's shocking. Faith came down and noticed my huge smile.

"Why are you all smiley?" She smirked at me.

"Ya girl Karlie's got a date tomorrow!" I said confidently and she smiled.

"No way! With who?"

"I met a cute bartender at the fashion debut named Cole and he just asked to hang out."

"Oh my god, that's great! I'll help you get ready of course."

"Obviously. It's only pizza though so don't go overboard like you always do."

"I DO NOT always go overboard." She scoffed.

"Um.. YEAH, you do."

"I take that offensively." Faith replied, crossing her arms. I shook my head, and walked upstairs, Faith following suit.

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It's crap but I wanted to update! Juicier stuff will happen next chapter, I promise! xx