Sophie's POV
The ride to the airport was super-duper awkward. Everyone was quite and on their phones. I was just sitting there all like a loser.
When Harry and I got in the car they all looked sad and dissapointed. It must be because Harry kissed me. It's a shame. I mean I didn't want to kiss him. He just did it.
"Guys we're here, let's go." Harry states stopping the car. He is happy. I can tell, his smile is wider than the ocean and his dimples are so down in his face it could make a hole.
"How much longer until the flight?" I ask.
"About twenty minutes. Get ready in the car. Now." Harry orders.
"Okay, yes sir." I trip on my way to the car and my pants get stuck on a loose nail in the car. My pants rip. Well that sucks. Honestly they were nice pants.
"OHMYGOSH!" Niall yelps when he sees my black lace thong. (Harry's choice.)
"What are you screaming about-OH LORD." Louis pipes in staring at my ass. I try to hide my legs and rear end with my ripped pants.
"SOPHIE! GET YOUR SWEET ASS IN THE CAR!" Harry yells pointing to the car. This is the most embarrassed I've been in a long time. I usually don't get embarrassed easily but, damn this is awkward.
"I'm sorry Master. M-my pants got stuck!" I plead. I run into the car pulling the clothes on that Harry gave me: A baggy Ramones shirt and black draw-string sweatpants.
"Okay." I say. I come across flip-flops. Black. "YAY!" I absolutely love flip-flops! (ew no.) I slip on the clothes then the wig. I open the door and step out feeling embarrassed by this outfit. I don't look good in black.
"Holy crap. You look sexy in my clothes." Harry says gaping at me. "You even look good with black hair babe." He compliments again pulling me closer to him.
"Thanks, "I say in a snappy tone. "can we go now?" I ask. Now I've said this more times then I can count. I LOVE LONDON AND DON'T WANT TO LEAVE. I've always wondered what it's like in America but, I've never really cared much for it. I don't think it's as good as London.
In TV shows, magazines, movies, everything Miami looks like Heaven! So yeah, I'm looking forward to sex gods. Oh wait! I can't see any.
Slave, kidnapped, basically a human play toy.
"Yeah, let's get a move on."
Austin's POV
I have been here for like forty-five minutes. Shouldn't they be here!
"DAMN IT!" I yell.
"Are you okay sir?" A young female voice asks me. I turn around to see a girl with black hair, a hoodie, glasses, baggy clothes, and is pale. She almost looks like Sophie. Odd. Once I've fully turned around she gasps.
"I'm fine. Just my girlfriend is missing. I feel soo guilty. I love her so much. I was so stupid to think she was here." I tell the girl pouring out my feelings. If I can't tell anyone I might as well tell a complete stranger.
"Oh, I'm sorry. You love this girl?" She asks.
"Yeah, to death." I answer.
"Wow, that's deep shit." She tells me. At least she's nice. I chuckle at her comment.
"Are you waiting for someone?" She is standing outside the mens bathroom.
"Oh, yeah I'm waiting.... for my friends." She answers.
