One Direction Kidnapped Me?! [COMPLETED]

Part 38

"Come on come on come on!! Let's go Ed, I'm tired of waiting!" I whined like a brat as I paced his hall, waiting for him to finish getting dressed. Because all my stuff were in the hotel with the boys, I had to buy some makeup, and the dress, and my other stuff. Of course, Ed paid for everything, not letting me buy anything on my own. I probably was going to stay there at Eds for a while, so I figured we must have some bond.

He chuckled, coming in, trying to fix his tie. He was failing.

I laughed, jumping up on the kitchen counter, but failing. I-I just can't jump up that high. Ed bit his lip, trying to hold in a laugh, and grabbed the back of my thighs, helping me up onto the counter, making me level with Ed, and his tie.

I fixed it, my fingers trailing down his chest after it. I got distracted, feeling the rock hard abs. Oh no. I was getting turned on, right before the awards. I felt myself getting wet as Ed bent down his head, gently kissing me before pulling away, shaking his head.

"We can't do this, not now babe. We have a show to attend." He said lightly, before sweeping me off the counter. I squealed as he carried me to his car.

Damn, he was good looking.

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Niall's POV

Damn. This is all my fault. I groaned, throwing my head back against the chair. If I hadn't been so mean, she wouldn't have left.

"Where is she?!" I yelled angrily, pointing at Harry. He knows something. He must. They are best friends or something.

He raised his hands in defense. " I don't know. I seriously don't." He was lying, and I knew it.

I walked angrily towards him as he backed up into a wall. His back hit the wall with a thump as I dug a finger into his chest. For the first time in my life, Harry looked actually looked scared.

"I will not ask again," I lowered my voice, whispering. I felt Harry breath tightly." Where is she."

"With Ed." He said guiltily. What?! Ed Sheeran! That boy....he's going to take her away from us. I bet he's already done her too. This is bad, very bad.

"Well, we have to go anyways. Come on." Zayn yelled worriedly, as we trudged to the car.

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Alex's POV

I nervously gripped Eds hand as he intertwined his fingers with mine. He carefully guided us through the paparazzi.

And we finally got in, and guess who was the first people we saw?