I Think I've Been Kidnapped

Chapter 2

So, Yellow guys! I haven't been able to update lately because things have been really really crazy. Here we go though, hopefully this chapter is fairly long, and I hope you like it!  Picture on the side is what I think Clay would look like, but you guys might think differently.

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***Mai's P.O.V.***

"I had a great time today, Clay," I sighed as we reached the front door of my house.

"Of course you did, you were with me," he joked. I smacked his bicep playfully as I chuckled. "But seriously, I had fun too," he replied.

"Look at us, getting all sentimental," I laughed.

"Well, you're going to New York in two days, I'm going to miss you," he confessed. That wasn't like him, he never admitted stuff like that.

I blushed, "it's only for a week."

"But that's a whole week without you," he insisted.

"You make that sound like a bad thing, I would think that you of all people would be jumping for joy at my absence," I smirked as I said it but he only frowned.

"No, I'm going to miss your jokes," he sighed.

"Oh that's nice; you're not going to miss my personality at all," I joked.

"You know what I mean," he huffed.

I looked at him with worry, that really wasn't like him. Usually he would have some cheeky or quirky come back that could make anyone smile. "You're starting to scare me, Clay, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he assured me, "I'm just going to miss my best friend."

I gave him a questioning gaze before sighing and hugging him tightly. "I'm going to miss you too you big softy."

He hugged me back and we stayed that way for a while, just being silent. It was a comfortable silence though, one that I didn't mind. Right when I was about to pull away, the front door opened up to a conflicted looking Harry. I pulled away from Clay and gave him a kiss on the cheek like I always did. He gave me a weak smile before walking back up to his truck and driving away. I looked at Harry who didn't look to happy, gosh, what happened while I was gone? "Hi, Harry," I sighed as I walked inside and up the stairs to my living room. My mom was seated in front of the coffee table looking at the boys with a small smile on her lips.

"She's back!" Louis exclaimed as he stood in excitement. Wow, he really was hyper.

"And I'm still in my bathing suit!" I said, imitating his enthusiasm, "so just let me change and we can talk about whatever you wanted to talk about."

They all nodded except for Harry who just looked bored. I raised my eyes at Harry before walking to my room and changing out of my swim suit. When I walked back out my mother was gone and all the boys were talking in hushed voices. I cleared my throat and sat down on MY chair. They all smiled at me and I smiled, "so, not that I'm not super siked that you're here, but why are you here?"

"Your song," Niall stated as if it was obvious.

"I know, but I would think lots of people send you songs, what makes my scribbles special?" I questioned.

"Well, we do get songs, but yours just sort of popped, the others are usually about how amazing we are. While they're quite funny, they don't actually speak to us, and yours did," Liam explained.

"Okay," I said, now understanding a bit more.

"We'd like to ask you-," Zayn started, but Louis interrupted.

"If we could use your song on our next album," he finished.

I gaped at him. Were they serious? "You're kidding, right?" I breathed. They had to be.

"Nope," Harry answered, serious as possible. Ha! He speaks!

"We're being absolutely serious," Louis added with a serious expression. He's never serious. So either this is a cruel prank, or the real deal.

"W-Why?" I stuttered.

"Well, like Liam said before, your song really spoke to us. Management is on our case about our next album, and we still have to do five more songs. If you let us use your song that will bump it down to four," Niall replied with a smile.

"Wow," I whispered the words almost inaudible. I looked at their expressions once more to make sure that this was real and then sighed, "It was made for you guys, if you want to use it, than be my guest."

They all smiled and looked at each other. "Thanks, you have no idea how much this means to us!" Liam proclaimed happily.

I smiled but then my face turned deathly serious, "on one condition."

Their heads all snapped towards me, interrupting their celebration, and Liam asked, "what is it?"

"You don't mention at all that I wrote it," I supplied. They looked at me as if I was crazy, as if they had never seen someone be opposed to being famous.

"We have to acknowledge you somehow," Liam insisted.

"No, nothing," I protested, "not even a word of me will be spoken."

His eyebrows raised in confusion, "but-"

I cut him off, "please?"

"Why?" Niall asked.

I shrugged, trying to act casual about the subject, "I just don't like the attention." It wasn't entirely false, but it wasn't the whole truth either.

They were about to protest but Niall stopped them, "if you don't want your name mentioned, it won't be mentioned."

I sighed in relief, thank you Leprechaun. I smiled at him and thanked him for understanding. I had always had a soft spot for Niall, maybe it was because of his blond hair and blue eyes, I had always had liked those features. I mean, even Clay had blue eyes which I loved (though his hair is brown and not blond).

After a while of talking and joking I went to bed because today had been a real drag. The second my head hit my pillow, I was out and there would be no waking me up.

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When I woke up the light flooded through my window with that eye burning intensity. There was something odd about this light though, it was coming from the right side of my bed. My window was on the left of my bed, not the right. I lifted my head from my pillow to inspect my room, wondering whether I had slept walked to my parents room or something like that. My eyes widened when I realized something so heart stopping that I actually screamed. What. The. CRAP! Where in the name of sweet noodles was I?! I took a deep breath... and then another one.... and another..... and BAM! I was hyperventilating. I had never seen this room in my entire life, and that's when the panic hit. He found me, didn't he?!

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Okay, that's it, I hope you enjoyed! I have to go update the Liam Fanfic now, so see you guys next time.

Q of today: Who does Mai think found her?

Bye beautiful people,

-cow_queen