Taken by One Direction

Chapter 4: Trouble

So this was it. I pretty much went from complete independence to belonging to horny popstars. The boys had left me in the back room to cry. I was pretty much alone, except for Louis who was sat in the corner listening to his iPod. Remember, I wasn't supposed to be left alone.

I had to get myself together; I was a strong girl. I wasn't about to let horny boys break me. No, I would never shed another tear in front of them. I would survive this.

I look over the boy in the corner. Out of the five of them, he had been the gentlest with me. I decided to try and get some answers out of him. I sniffled and stood up. I quickly dried my eyes with the back of my hand while he looked up at me. He popped his earbuds out of his ear.

"Are you done crying?" He asked, sounding distant.

"Yes." I replied. I had to fight the urge to punch him. He raised his eyebrows at me.

"I have a question." I informed him after a few moments of silence.

"If it is whether or not I can let you go, then I am going to save your breath and say no right now." He said. His voice wasn't cruel, but it was sarcastic. Great, I guess he's the sassy one.

"No, that isn't it." I clarify, and sit down on the bed. His face brightens slightly as I scooch closer to him.

"Shoot."

"Ok, well. You guys said I am here for the sex-" he cut me off.

"No one said sex. We just need female interaction. Sex MIGHT have something to do with it, but we never actually said that." I rolled my eyes.

"It was implied. Anyways, if I am only here for the interactions, why didn't you just get a prostitute? Or ask one of your many willing fans?" Louis debated on how to answer the question in his head.

"Well, we aren't allowed to have girlfriends because it wouldn't be good for our image. Prostitutes and one night stands wouldn't look good either, babe." I rolled my eyes again.

"What about kidnapping?"

"We won't get caught. No one can see into the bus, despite the windows, and no one can hear what is going on inside the bus. The bus driver is in a cab separate from the rest of the bus. Us five lads are the only ones with the key. We won't get caught." He told me simply. I nodded; they had thought this through.

"Ok." Was all I responded as I slid further down the bed, away from where he sat in the corner. He looked disappointed at my action, but said nothing.

"What's going to happen to me when this tour is done?"

"We will cross that bridge when we have to." Louis shrugged. Ok, maybe they hadn't exactly thought this through.

"Oh." I sighed. Louis looked at me expectantly.

"Anymore questions?"

"A couple."

"Shoot."

"Will I get a change of clothes? A toothbrush? Underwear? Make up? Shaving supplies?" I listed all of the necessities I could think of.

"Tampons?" I added quietly. Louis was ready with an answer.

"You can wear our clothes, but Harry may have bought you some things like underwear. We have our shaving stuff you could use and I can hook you up with a toothbrush." He winked at me. I giggled at the last part, but I immediately stopped myself. He kidnapped you, don't egg him on.

"Tampons?" I repeated. He blushed a little at this.

"Er, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." He responded. I rolled my eyes at that answer.