They Kidnapped Me! (A Niall Horan fan fiction)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I practically smashed the alarm clock that boomed loudly in my ears. I groaned as I turned to face upwards, where I was met by a curly haired boy 2 inches away from my face.

I brought up my knee, kicked him in the balls, and then once he was on the floor, I got ready to jump on him. He held up one arm in defeat, while the other held his treasure. I dropped back from my fighting position, and fell onto my bed.

"Gosh, don't scare me like that again, or I wont hold back," I said, as I laid my head down.

The curly haired boy, (I'll just call him curly) struggled to stand up, and fell towards me. He landed on my chest, when I heard the door open.

My eyes arose, where I spotted a tall blonde quiff. I then tried to stand up, but was brought back down again by curly wrenching in pain.

For the minute I was standing up, I saw sorry blue eyes, that were locked with mine. Chills shot up my spine, and my knees gave away. After a few seconds, curly was ripped away from me. I was lifted into the air by the blondie, and brought into a living room not to far away from the bedroom.

He slapped me down on the couch, and knelt in front of me. I shook with fear. What was he going to do with me?

"Did he... do something unspeakable to you?" asked the blondie, who was covered with depression and sorrow. I shook my head as I pouted my lip. Why would he? Curly didn't seem like that kind of.... wait, never mind.

The blondie heaved a big sigh, then held my hand. Goosebumps ran up my spine.

This guy, whoever he was, gave me butterflies, no, a huge zoo in my stomach. Just the look of his eyes boring into mine was enough to make me giddy on the inside. I had no idea who they were, but I could tell that they were big, due to the hoards of screaming girls I could hear from the outside.

I propped up my head, trying to see the amount of screaming girls outside, but saw nothing as blondie pushed me towards back onto the bed.

"Lets save explanation for later," he said, standing up. He soon left the room, leaving me there. I needed a chance to gather back my thoughts. 

Where was I? This made no sense. Why would a famous boy band kidnap me? I wasn't even that pretty. After a while, I finally decided to find out about those screaming girls, who had been bothering me the entire time.

I got up from the chair, and thought I had found the laundry room, but I was wrong, oh so terribly wrong.

I opened the laundry room door to find a naked Liam dancing around, doing his laundry.

"La da la da la.... holy macaroni!" (sorry, I don't swear) said Liam as he struggled to find something to put over himself. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. The British accent had really caught my eye, but I didn't mind, I liked British accents, and bums. 

"I'll just... leave now...," I said in between laughing. I shut the door, hearing Liam curse. Curse was alright. I decided to find my way over to the kitchen, where I saw the carrot boy, naked.

He slightly munched on a crunchy carrot.

"I love my carrots.... OH MY GOD!!!!!" he said as he jumped up, trying to look for something to wear. 

"WHY IS THERE NOTHING HERE!" he screamed.  My eyes widened as I backed away from the kitchen door, leaving a squabbling Carrot boy.

I was scared on what to find next, so I ventured back to my room, which I think was the living room. As I was in my room, I had wondered about the bathroom, but that would've been the worst turn-out.

Trembling fingers, I slowly opened the bathroom door, revealing a very muscular blondie. Goosebumps shot up my arms, and I felt my face flush red. Strange, when I saw the others, naked I might add, I didn't get this fluttery feeling.

Blondie had been wearing his boxer shorts, thank god he wasn't naked. THAT would've been awkward. He soon locked eyes with me, which made me frozen in place. He had icy blue eyes, and his hair was already up in a quiff.

He was... beautiful.

Hey Weridos, (in the nicest way possible, I mean, we're weridos to, don't be scared)

thank you sooo much for reading this, it really means a lot to us.... we love you.

I've decided to start a question of the day thing, so, here we go...

Question of the day-

What is you favorite syrup brand?

If you get this one right, we'll fan you!!!