We Kidnapped One Direction

Chapter 1 :: The Plan is Simple

{Emily's p.o.v}

"Okay, the plan is simple, we go in, wait till everyone's gone, then we strike. As soon as they're alone, we get them." I smirked happily at my best friend in the world, Elizabeth Hall.

"But how do we get past Paul and the body guards?" she asked, a confused look spread across her face. I've been waiting for this moment.

"With..." I started, cutting myself off for a dramatic effect. "these!" I ended, pulling out two v.i.p backstage passes from my back pocket, shoving them in her face in a circular motion.

"Holy shit." Elizabeth murmured, vasking at the two ticket like object thingies in my hand.

"I know right." I giggled manically, meanwhile, Ellie was stroking the tickets like a fluffy cat.

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"We should go get ready, I mean, it is One Direction we're kidnapping." Elizabeth suggested, a knowing look in her eyes. That look means that she needs (a/n 'needs' is supposed to be in italics, but I don't have them, so y'all just gonna have to deal) to get dressed and do her hair. Ever since One Direction came around, every time we do anything that involves them, she has to look her best, hair shoes, and even makeup.

She honestly reminds me of Zayn, and they would be so perf together, but he's dating Perrie. Don't get me wrong, I'm not hating on their romance, they're like soulmates, and my OTP along with Elounor. Wait, that's two pairings... Then they're both my TTP's Two True Paring's

(a/n I do not -now- ship Elounor, but since tons of people do, why not put them into the story until I decide something later)

"Alright, but nothing to fancy, and no heels, we're kidnapping, not going to a red carpet event." I told my best friend sternly, an innocent smile on her face as she nodded slowly.

Ellie squealed and pulled me into her room, closing the door behind her. She rummaged through her huge closet for a while, while I sat on her comfy bed, bouncing about.

Bounce.

Bounce.

Bounce.

"I found it!" a loud shriek caused me to fall off he bed with a loud 'thump' and a groan of pain from me.

"What the hell was that for!" I screeched at the ecstatic brunette before me.

"Sorry, it's just I found the perfect outfit for you to wear tonight!" she shrugged at me, throwing he articles of clothing at me.

I held the outfit out, enough for me to see what it was, and nodded approvingly.

It was simple, a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a One Direction shirt. I think this shirt is mine. Ugh, seriously Ellie, stay out of my closet and use your own clothes, you have more than enough. Eh, whatever, I'll scold her about it later, after the plan.

I pulled on the outfit after ninja rolling into my own room, and walked out, after running a brush through my messy excuse of hair. I walked out, seeing Ellie in a different shirt and light blue skinny jeans, a sheepish smile on her face as she noticed my shirt.

"I'll explain later." she laughed nervously, slowly backing away towards the stairs to escape.

"Damn right you will." I muttered to myself, making my way down the stairs myself to fill up my tummy with food before we go on the long mission.

I rummaged through the coverts and fridge, trying to find something to eat, but ending up with nothing. Why is it when I want food the most, nothing seems appealing enough to eat?