Nate's P.O.V
"Who was that singing?" the curly haired one asked.
"Oh that was my niece." I said. I looked over at the stage and saw her hiding behind the curtain and took off when she realized I could see her.
"She's normally not shy." I said.
"Well she looked scared for her life when she noticed us." the Irish one said.
"Ya sorry about that. She's had a rough last couple of months. I was actually wondering if you could do a favor for me." I said.
Winnie's P.O.V
I woke up with the worst pain in my neck and I realized I was still in the empty room behind stage. I checked my phone and my eyes grew big when I realized what the time was. It was 11:30, which means I have been sleeping for eight hours straight and I missed the concert! Oh well. I needed the sleep. I got up and saw a note laying on the table and it was addressed to me. I opened it and it was from my uncle.
Dear Winnie the Pooh,
So I decided you needed a little vacation. Don't be freaked out if you realize you're in a place you're not familiar with and unfamiliar people. Just remember I love you tons and this isn't permanent. I'm just trying to do what is best for you. And if you try you to come back home or escape, things won't be so good, so promise me you won't try to escape. Just deal with it for the next six months. Give it try and don't hate it. You're driver should be ready for you by the time you wake up.
Love, Uncle Nate.
"Well guess I'm going on vacation." I said. I grabbed my bag off the couch and started walking out the door. I walked through the dark halls of Ford Field and found my way to the front of the arena. I spotted a limo and a man waiting outside the door for me. I walked towards the limo and the chauffeur opened the door me and I crawled inside. When I got situated in my seat, I felt a cloth cover my mouth and two arms pulled me down. I tried to scream but everything went black and I found myself drifting into a deep sleep.
When I finally woke up, I realized I was laying in my bed. Wait a second. This doesn't feel like my comforter and those don't look like my walls. I looked around and realized I was in some random bedroom. I had been kidnapped and thrown into some luxurious bedroom. What kind of kidnapping is this? Shouldn't I be in some nasty room, tied up or something? So I guess this was the unfamiliar place Uncle Nate was talking about. But who was I with? I got up and opened the door to see it was unlocked. I walked down a long hallway, and a small flight of steps. Once I reached what I assumed was the living room, I saw a curly haired boy sitting on the sofa. He must have heard me, because he turned around, and I ducked behind the couch.
"Shit." I said under my breath.
"Liam!" I heard a voice scream.
"She's gone!" another one screamed.
"I knew we should have locked the door!" said another.
"What good would that have done? We can't keep her locked up!" a third voice screamed.
So far, the third voice was the one I liked the best. At least he didn't wanna keep me locked up.
"What if she tries to escape?!" another one screamed.
"She won't. Her uncle said it would be bad if she did." one of the first voices said. I heard the footsteps of the curly haired one walking towards me, so I crawled on my knees and hid under the table. Suddenly, I heard more footsteps and I realized they all must be down here.
"She has to be somewhere Liam." said an Irish accent.
"Ya I know Nialler. We'll find her." Liam said. Liam and Niall? Why do those names sound familiar?
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