Kidnapped by my Heroes *Bands Fanfiction*

Party (Part One)

It had been about six hours since I had gotten here. They died my hair... Blonde. I don't have anything against blonde hair, but it really doesn't look good on me. I'm apparently not supposed to stick out because they're trying to make me look average. Having attention drawn to myself may as well be a crime right? Not normally! But oh well. I think I'm finally starting to accept what happened to me. No I don't like it and I never will, but there isn't anything that can change that so why should I Complain? "Andy, what time is it?"
"A little past midnight."
"dammit! We missed Austin's party." "Fuck! That was tonight?!"
"yeah." He sighs and looks down at me.
Please don't blame me... "It's your fault." Oh.
"No it's not. It's your own fault for forgetting."
"Shut up."
"No. You shouldn't blame me for your problems just because you need someone to blame just because you don't want to take the blame yourself. That is so cheap that its sad I mean- " I was expecting him to slap me again but he didn't and that kinda was a relief, but he grabbed my face in his hands and made me look up at him. I looked down, not wanting to make eye contact with him.
"Look at me." I didn't look up. "I said look at me!" With a sigh I hesitantly look up. That smirk goes across his face again
and it sends shivers down my spine. I hate that look. I hate it more than anything. "How late does that party go on till?"
"A long as it usually would. You still wanna go?"
"Yupp. We have a nice new toy to show off. How could we ever skip that? Go get ready, ever. Make yourself look decent. There are some clothes in the back room." I nod and stand up, trying to hide the smile that wants to creep up on my face. It would be so easy to get away in a crowd! We're these people stupid or something? They should know better. Oh well. I'm perfectly fine with getting away easily. But something tells me that they might be thinking the same thing. And that would lead to quite the clash of plans. I walk into the back room and see a plastic Walmart bag that seems to hold a bunch of clothes in it.
I pulled out the first two things I could get my hands on and got dressed. fucking... Hurry up!" Andy called from the front room. I didn't bother responding.. I would just end up yelling at him. I walked out of the room and he raised an eyebrow. "Nice choice." I rolled my eyes again but he didn't seem to care.. Which was a little weird. I sighed and he grabbed my arm and pulled me off of the bus. Jake, Andy, jinxx and I were all stuffed into one cab; Ashley and cc took their own. It was a surprisingly long ride to get to a place that looked slightly like a hotel. It probably was since we're in Colorado and they lived in LA.
Once we got to the place Andy grabbed my arm again after paying the cab driver and took me inside. I didn't want to be here. I really would love to just go home and sit at my computer and read fan fictions, or be fan girling over the fact that Andy had called me beautiful... But that all took a sad and unfortunate turn of the worst. A chill shot down my spine but I didn't show it or really show any kind of weakness what so ever. I just really wanted to act like I was being strong. Inside of me I acted like the strong girl I had always imagined myself to be in a situation like this even thought I well knew that I wasn't going to be able to keep my fear hidden long.
We walked into the hotel and up to what I was assuming was Austin's room. My heart sank. What kind of party was this?