They Live Up To Their Name... (The Wanted)

First of all, I'd like to say something, I've been here for a week, living being held hostage by British/Irish boyband, The Wanted. It's kinda like all those kidnapped stories you read on fanfiction websites like Quotev or Wattpad where some kid is kidnapped by One Direction. It's soo much like that, except in real life. I hate it here. I get fed every two days and I'm only wanted when someones bored or I've done something 'wrong'. I don't know how I can, I'm handcuffed to some bed, locked in someones bedroom. I think it's Nathan's since he spends the most time in here and the bed sheets smell of him. No, I haven't smelt him, it's like when someone gets close to you and you can smell their scent. I don't know what all the boys are doing now, but I can tell something bad is going to happen. So far, I've been hit, kicked and punched but there mostly the same things anyway. 

 "Ey', Jay, go up and check on it!" I heard Max shouted. I think they've been getting drunk. Would explain how I can smell alcohol from outside. 

 "Fine," Jay replied. I heard him stomp upstairs and then forcefully unlock the door to Nathan's room and walked inside, smirking all the while at me. "Hey, love." Jay said, sitting on the end of the bed next to me. The sheets were all messy and I would say dirty but they weren't that dirty. I think Jay wanted me to reply but I wouldn't dare. "Not much of a talker are you?" I shook my head, lowering my head in the process; "Well, I'm pretty sure we can get something out of you, including your name would be nice." Jay added, moving a little closer to me, a bed sheet falling off as he moved. I tried to move away but found I was already at the end of the bed and if I went any further, I'd fall off. "Are you every gonna speak!?" Jay shouted. I gulped and shook my head uneasily. He sighed. "Max, Tom, Nath, Seev, get up here!" Jay shouted again. Soon, we heard footsteps pound up the stairs and into the room. I felt myself being watched as I buried my head in my knees. 

 "What's up, Jay?" Max asked, sitting on the other side of the bed.

 "We have a problem... She won't talk."

 Okay, so first chapter. It's crap, I know. And The Wanted would never do anything like this... Thanks for reading though