Chelsea
Luke led me out the back door with the boys following behind.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Home. Our home. We're not letting you stay with her."
"Not that I mind or anything, I started, but isn't that kidnapping?"
"Technically," Calum responded.
Then I heard Michael mutter, "Jesus Christ."
"Look, I know what we're doing isn't exactly legal, but how she treats you isn't legal either. How long had she been hurting you like that?" Luke questioned.
"Since i could make sound come out of my mouth. And you can imagine that's a pretty long time. She isn't home a lot but when she is, I can expect a few bruises by the time she leaves."
"That's horrible. Why haven't you told anybody?" Ashton asked.
"Well what's worse than having her as a mother is being put in the system, separated from my best friend, and living with people who only want you because of the money. I wouldn't get treated much better with a foster family I bet."
"Good point." Calum stated as we approached the limo. "Get in."
I climbed in the black vehicle to find a large inside with smooth leather seats.
"Whoa, I've never been in a limo before," I told them.
"Where will I be takin you fellas," I heard the limo driver ask.
"Home." Luke answered.
"So a, what are we going to do when my mom realizes we aren't coming back?"
"I think we have to call the police." Calum said.
"NO! You can't! They're gonna send me away!" I yelled.
"No one is sending you away or calling the police. There has to be another way without you having to go back with her or being put into foster care, and without us getting arrested for kidnap." Luke said trying to find a solution to our problem.
"Well, she's not going to call the police on you without having the true reason for why you took me come out, which buys us some time. What worries me is that Alex, the one who took the picture for us, won't know where I am. I have to tell her I'm okay before her mom calls the cops, and reports me "missing"."
"Here kid, use my phone." Luke said while passing me his cell.
I entered Alex's number and sent her a text reading
Hey Al, I'm sorry I had to leave without saying goodbye, but things got complicated. I'm okay, just tell your mom my mom picked me up and took me home. It's not safe for me to tell you where I'm am yet, but I will let you know when it is. Don't come looking, I'll contact you.
-Chels 🙉
"Monkey emoji, really?" Luke asked peering over my shoulder.
"Inside joke." I explained.
A few minutes later we pulled up to a giant mansion. "Is this where you guys live?" I asked in awe.
"You bet ya." Answered Mikey.
They led me into the house, and the inside was even more beautiful than the outside. We walked by the living room that had a giant black leather sofa. They all took a seat and i mimicked their actions. "So what's the plan?" I asked curiously.
"You can stay the night here, began Luke. We can figure out a plan in the morning of what to do."
"I really can't thank you guys enough, but you really don't have to do this. Just say the word and I'll go back home."
"No way, you're not going anywhere. Especially not back with that lunatic, " responded Cal, making me feel surprisingly comfortable.
"You should get some sleep, Luke suggested. It's getting late."
With the concert, and getting "kidnapped" and all, I had completely lost track of time. It was a quarter to 11.
"We have a spare room you can stay in. Follow me." Luke stated.
He led me up the large, and i mean large, staircase. We walked passed several doors, all of which I can believe lead to each of the boys rooms. There was one door at the very end of the hallway, which was the one Luke stopped in front of. He turned the knob, and as we stepped inside of the room my jaw dropped. It was humongous, although pretty plain, because it was just a guess room. There were white walls and furniture, a giant queen sized bed against the wall to the left.
"Wow," was all I could manage to escape my lips.
"Yeah, it's not much, but it will do, I hope."
"Are you kidding, it's amazing. Nothing like my tiny room at home," I told him. All of a sudden I felt my heart sink in my chest and I felt dizzy. Home. Home. What if this doesn't work out. It is temporarily after all. I'm gonna have to go back with her. And I know, if she ever sees me again she is going to beat the living crap out of me for leaving. I dropped to the floor with tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Chelsea? What's wrong?" Luke asked worriedly. He lowered himself to my height and helped me stand
"I can't stay. You know that. And the only other options are horrible. I can't go back with her I can't! She will kill me!
"Hey, it's okay. We're not going to let that happen. He pulled me into a hug and I cried on his shoulder.
"I'll be right back," He said.
A few minutes later he came back carrying a black t shirt and plaid pajama pants.
"Here, go get changed. You'll be much more comfortable."
I gladly took them from him and walked into the bathroom, which was included in the room. When I came back out, Luke was by the bed laying out some blankets.
I sat on the bed and he sat next to me.
"I know you're scared. But we can fix this, okay. Nothing bad is going to happen to you, but you have to trust me, okay?"
Another tear slid down my cheek. "Okay," I finally responded. "You're music has always helped me, you know."
"How's that?" He asked.
"Whenever my mom was done tormenting me, I hid in my room and listened to your music. Whenever I delft like I had no one, I knew I had you. All of you. You guys could never leave, or hurt me. You were always just there to make me feel better.
"And that is exactly why we do what we do. To know that we are helping people and bringing them happiness. You are why we make music."
I smiled. "What a birthday," I mumbled to myself.
"It's your birthday? Happy birthday!"
"Thank you!"
"You need to get some rest." Luke said.
"Can you stay with me?" I asked, feeling too fragile to be alone.
"Sure. Do you want to watch some tv to help you fall asleep?"
"Yes please."
There was a TV across the room but at perfect view point for me to watch it while on the bed. He grabbed the remote and switched it to Disney channel. Good Luck Charlie was on, oh my lord I love that show. Sorry, I'm a 5 year old at heart.
"I'll be right back," he told me.
About 5 minutes later, all the boys entered the room holding a cupcake with a candle in it, while singing happy birthday. I couldn't stop grinning.
"Make a wish," whispered Ashton. I took a moment to think. As I blew out my candle, the only wish I could think of was, I wish that I never have to go. After I devoured the cupcake, each of the boys told me goodnight and exited the room, except for Luke. I lay my head back on the pillow and Luke did the sameZ my eyes glanced over at the Tv screen, but my mind began to wander. How did this happen? This morning I was laying on the floor with shattered glass, and now I was laying on a bed in the house of my favorite band. It was a dream come true, too bad it would probably become a nightmare by tomorrow. But I didn't want to think of that. As I lay there with Luke beside me, just in these last hour, I have never felt more at home.
"Goodnight kid."
"Goodnight Luke."
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A/N:
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~Jordyn 💜
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أدب الهواة"But isn't that kidnapping?" "Technically" "Jesus Christ."
