Taken // One Direction [Completed]

Chapter Ten: Next Time

Tay.

One week later.

I woke up with an aching headache. I didn't know why.

I was glad to be home, but I had to keep the cast on my arm for a long time, it was badly broken. The scar on my face hadn't gone, or healed at all. It didn't hurt that much, but people stared at me. The bruises cleared up and I only have a few light cuts on my body.

I never took off the charm bracelet Kayden got me.

I rolled out of bed and dragged myself into the bathroom. Once looking in the mirror, I sighed. I was going to have to go back to school with that next week. The scar.

I pulled my clothes off and put a plastic bag on my cast. Then, I hopped into the shower, the warm water soothing my skin. Let me just say it is more than impossible to wash you're hair with a plastic bag on you're hand, but I did!

I got out soon later and dried my body. I took the plastic bag off and attempted to dry my hair. It was hard.

"You need any help?" Harry asked from outside the door, starting me.

I wrapped myself in a towel before opening the door, "Will you dry my hair?" I asked, handing him the hair dryer.

With a smile he took it.. He dried my hair and brushed it, then curled it. May I just say it looks better then anyway I ever did.

"Thanks Harry!" I hugged him.

"We have to go to the studio so let's go eat, get dressed." He kissed my head and went down stairs.

I wore a sweater with some skinny jeans and black vans.. My sleeve wouldn't go over my cast so I rolled it up, showing off the bright green.

"Good morning!" I smiled, sitting at the table.

"Vormin'," Niall mumbled with a mouth full of pancakes.

I giggled as he smiled. Harry placed a plate of pancakes in front of me and Liam gave me a cup of tea. "Thanks!" I ate it and was suddenly lifted out of my seat. I was thrown over somebody's shoulder and the person was holding my legs. It wasn't Harry or Liam or Niall.

Zayn doesn't just wake up and do this; Louis

"TO NARNIAAAAA!" he yelled before running to the car. "Or the studio, either works."

All the boys ran behind us, laughing. Louis threw me in the car before getting in the front, Niall in shot gun, me at the window, Harry next to me and across from me was Zayn with Liam next to him.

Louis and Niall sang along to the radio, loudly. Liam and Zayn were talking about stuff I didn't care about so I took and nap.

I lay my head against the window and dozed off.

My eyes shot open and I jolted up. I had been leaning on my cast so my arm hurt, causing me to wake with a pain.

"You alright?" Harry put his arm around me. I nodded before laying my head on his shoulder and casually playing with the charms on my bracelet.

"We're here!" Harry called, then picked me up bridal style. He carried me in and up the stairs. When we got there he sat me on the couch.

Lou, their stylist, came in shortly after us with Lux. I really liked Lux, she's adorable. I must have been staring at the adorable baby. "Can you hold her for me?" Lou asked. I nodded eagerly.

She sat the baby on my lap. Lux looked at my arm and giggled, she began knocking on the hard cast and laughing. She looked up at me, her little finger running over my scar, "Boo-boo," she whispered.