She's Not Afraid

Chapter 2

***Next Morning***

I woke up in an unfamiliar place but soon remembered that I had been kidnapped. I went to sit up but an arm around my torso refused to let me do so. I looked over my shoulder and the blond boy was laying behind me.

"What the hell?" I yelled, scrambling out of bed and falling on the floor.

"Happy to see me?" the boy said smirking.

"Get the fuck out!" I yelled, pointing at the door.

"Bloody hell I will." he said, getting out of the bed.

"Fine then, I'll leave." I said, standing up to leave.

"Did I catch an attitude?" the boy asked, stepping in front of me.

"Yes you did, now get out of my way." I said trying to push past him.

"I thought Zayn told you not to give us any attitude." he growled.

"Well fuck him and his rules." I said, trying again to get around him.

"You would enjoy that wouldnt you?" the boy said smirking.

"The hell I would!" I said nearly slapping him, but I stopped at the last second.

"Dont yell at me fucking slut!" the boy yelled, slapping me across the face.

I winced in pain and fell to the floor clutching my cheek. The boy grabbed my chin, jerking it up so that I would have to look at him.

"Next time think before you yell at me bitch." he said before walking out of the room.

"Fuck that." I mumbled, standing up.

I rubbed my cheek for a few seconds then walked downstairs. All of the boys were sitting in the living room watching something on the television. I walked over and sat on the floor between Harry and Louis's legs to watch with them. Someone behind me grabbed my hair and pulled me up from the ground.

"The hell do you think your doing?" Louis asked, shaking my head.

"Ow, let go!" I yelled, earning another shake.

"I asked you a question." Louis said.

"I believe I was watching tv until you so rudely pulled my hair." I said more rudely than meant.

"Go make us some breakfast bitch." Louis said, shoving me towards the kitchen.

"Asshole." I muttered.

I quickly walked to the kitchen to fix them breakfast. It sure is a good thing I know how to cook or I would be in some deep shit. I quickly cooked some eggs and pancakes for the boys, eating some as I cooked in case they didnt let me eat. I yelled for them when I was done and waited for them to start eating before asking any questions.

"So where exactly are we?" I asked, leaning my elbows on the counter.

"London." the boy with shaved hair said.

"Wait, how the hell did I get here?" I said, trying not to yell.

"An airplane dipshit." the blonde one said.

"Alright...who are you guys?" I asked.

"You seriously dont recognize us?" Zayn said, sounding surprised.

"Like seriously, no." I said.

"We're One Direction." Louis said smiling.

"Is that some stupid boy band?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Only the most famous in the world." Louis said.

"Yeah, and Im the goddamn Batman." I said sarcastically.