Hidden Secrets • One Direction

Chapter 3 ~The boys~

Cyril's POV

I shift a bit in my sleep. What a comfortable bed.

What? Bed?

I quickly sat up straight and look around the unfamiliar room. What if Louis was the one who kidnapped me?!

The door opens slowly and I quickly hid my face on the pillow, afraid that Louis' hand would soon collide with my cheek.

The space beside me sank as someone sat on it, putting an arm around my shoulder. I put the pillow away and look at the person beside me. He has ocean blue eyes and blonde hair.

"Good morning princess" He greeted, his irish accent clearly visible.

For some reasons, I felt safe in here.

I smile slightlty as I look at him "Morning" I answered. "Breakfast is ready downstairs, I came here to wake you up but I guess you were already up when I came in" He chuckles. "Fix yourself and go down when you're ready yeah? We'll be waiting for you" He pats my head and walked out the door.

I felt safe in the arms of my "kidnappers". Yeah I call them kidnappers, for now.

I get off the bed and looked at myself in the mirror. My blonde hair in a messy ponytail, my blue eyes have bags underneath them. I sighed. This isn't the Cyril I knew. She doesn't like her hair messy and she doesn't have bags under her eyes.

I turn away from the mirror, brushing my hair with my hands and fix my shirt and jeans. I opened the door and go out but stopped at the top of the stairs.

"Are you sure she's the one in the diary?"

"Yeah. A hundred one percent sure!"

"Then how come she isn't what she's supposed to be in that diary?"

"I don't know Liam. But I know she's the one in that book."

Who are they talking about? Well it's not like I care anyways. Those bastards 'kidnapped' me.

I went down the stairs, taking a look of the house. It's like someone left this mansion a long time ago and this boys took over the house. It's beautiful.

"She's finally awake!" A guy with a buzz cut exclaimed.

"No shit, I'm still sleeping, see?" I roll my eyes as I stopped at the last stair.

"Mhmm, feisty one. I'm starting to like her" The one with a curly hair and green eyes said, looking at me up and down as he licks his lips.

Ew.

"Manners Harry!" The one with a quiff and a blonde streak on his hair said sternly, glaring at Harry.

"I'm sorry about that princ-" The one with the blonde hair and blue eyes started but I cut him off.

"Don't call me princess. You with the green eyes, what you're thinking is soooo yuck! And for the both of you" I said, pointing at the guy with the buzz cut and the guy in a quiff. "Thanks for the nice gestures." Then I let out what I wanted to say

"BUT WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KIDNAPPED ME?!" I yell, causing them to cover their ears.

"Damn girl can scream. What more if I'm the one making her scream?" The green eyed spoke again. Eeeewww!

"Fuck you!" I yell at him. "Tell me whyyyyy!" I yell.

"We didn't kidnapped you!" The buzz cut defended. "We just don't want you to get hurt while you're outside late at night!"

I calmed down after that. Mayve their good people after all.

"You can stay with us if you'd like. We promise to take care of you. Looking at those bruises, we're guessing you had a rough past." The blonde said. I looked down and sure enough bruises from Louis' grasps are still visible.

I sighed as I look at them. "Sorry for yelling at you guys.. I freaked out.." I mumble.

The quiffed guy stood up from his seat and pulls me into a hug. "It's okay.." He mumbles through my hair.

"Anyways, let's go eat. You're probably hungry." He said as he pulled away, holding my arm but a lot lighter than how Louis holds it and guides me to the kitchen.

Maybe staying with them won't harm me at all.

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