Mpop Fever

4: Kidnapped

I was sitting awkwardly in the vehicle. I had expected to find a group of angry fan girls inside, but what I found was just amazing. I was shocked out of words, but that only lasted a minute.

"Are you kidnapping me?" I asked in the most smallest voice I could muster.

So I'm sure you're wondering who had kidnapped me because I seemed to know them. Well I was sitting in between a group of five super hot males. They were an idol group. Did I mention that they were hot?

TMW was sitting around me and smiling and, wow, they were hot.

D.Rek looked at me, but then quickly turned away. His actual name was Derek, thought that D.Rek was more fun. He had died his hair a dark green colour with white highlights. Honestly, who was their hairstylist?

"Yes." He said without even looking at me again. I frowned. I sensed a negative vibe coming from him.

I frowned and blinked multiple times.

"W—why?" Why was I so excited for being kidnapped? I felt my excitement rise as I watched my favourite South African idol group.

"Because you need it." I frowned as I stared at the guy who had spoken. I had to get a hold of my emotions. I was looking at MK, the lead vocalist and rapper. He could also dance, did I mention that? His hair was dark brown, very natural looking.

"That sounds wonderful and all but I can't be kidnapped at the moment." They all looked at me in confusion. I put my right leg over my left and cleared my throat. "If this vehicle does not take me directly to my home then I will have no choice but to involve the police." I brushed my hair behind my ear. "I don't want to get that far. Also, I love your music." I let a little bit of fan girl slip. I then regained my posture and looked forward. The only place that vehicle would be taking me was home.

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Long story short, I was not taken back home. So no matter how many times I begged I was still taken to some other place that I was guessing (actually hoping) was their home.

I peaked out of the window when we got there. I knew the place, I mean, every fan girl knew that place. It was their home. My insides were out of control with the many emotions going through my mind.

The door opened and I was the first one to step out. I gaped at the house in front of me. Their house.

Externally, I was calmly looking at the grand house. It was honestly a house fit for an M-POP star.

"You like it?" J.J, another band member asked. He was actually Korean, or half Korean. His skin was darker and his hair lighter. He was not wearing make-up at the moment as most were used to, so...yeah. His hair was dirty blonde. Not too bad, it complemented his skin tone.

"I like my house better." I said as I followed behind D.Rek. Honestly, I hated their dark outfits. It was too hot and humid for those.

J.J chuckled. "Later." I pouted.

"I mean, do you at least have slippers? I usually wear those when I get home." J.J laughed and I looked at him in confusion. We entered the house which was just as fancy as the outside.

"Of course we have slippers."

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"Do those fit you?" I scowled at the plain dark blue slippers. They were almost four sizes larger than my shoe size.