∇I Kidnapped One Direction∇

Chapter 12

I rushed down the halls urgently trying to get out of the place. I busted through the doors feeling like I've escaped from prison. I rushed down the stairs almost tripping. I almost ran away but a certain someone yanked me back so hard that I was back in the school.

I was about to fight the person. But they grabbed my arms just in time.

"Layla." I didn't answer. "Layla. Open your eyes." Didn't notice I was closing my eyes. I opened my eyes and blanked one time to get a clear view. It was just Luke. His eyebrows knotted in confusion. I sighed in relief.

"I know that we're back from spring break, but Layla why were you rushing out the school. And why were you trying to fight me." He laughed a little at the end. I looked around making sure that we were alone. Luke did the same. He laughed and squinted his eyes at me. "And why are you looking around." I looked back up at him.

" 'Cause..." I looked down.

I looked back up at him. "I hate school." No emotion in my voice.

"We all know that. What's the real reason."

"No, that is the reason I don't like school." He looked me in the eyes for minutes.

"Alright, alright. I think you're telling the truth. But why did you wanna hurt me."

"I didn't want to hurt. I thought you were someone else."

"And that someone is?"

"The teachers."

"For what?"

"For giving me a bunch of homework."

"I feel ya. I got a whole lot of homework."

We stood there for minutes. "Alright, I'll see you, Luke," I said walking away. "Bye Layla!" He waved goodbye.

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I closed the door and sat down on the couch. I looked around the living room. I felt lonely. A million sparks hit me. I forgot to wait for the guys. Once when I got up. My mom came downstairs questioning me. "Hi. Layla. Where you about to go?" She crossed her arms.

I stopped. "Uh...I left something at school." I turned around towards her. "Ya sure." I nodded my head quickly. I felt her stare into my soul. "Alright make sure you come back in time for dinner." She went into the kitchen.

I said alright and headed out the door. I walked down the sidewalk.

Why am I so stupid. I left One Direction at school with a bunch of kids who probably knows who One Direction is. They might have been mobbed by now.

I ran across the street after I looked both ways. I should have taken my book bag off. It's so irritating. I tried to ignore the book bag.

I speed walked all the way back to school.

I opened the doors.

"What do mean someone's picking you all up." That sounded like the principal. I walked to the office. They were all sitting down in a chair. I breathed out in relief. The principal and the guys all looked up at me.

"Is this the one you were describing?" The principal looked at all of them. They nodded quickly. Principle looked up at me looking like he was examining me from head to toe.

"She looks young." He looked back down at them. "Are you sure this is your mom?" My face was turning into confusion.

"Yea. Now can we go already? It's already been...about an hour." Harry said checking his imaginary watch.

"Hmm...Alright. You off the leash." They all mumbled under their breaths getting up. They walked over to me. I mumbled a sorry to the guys. "You guys have one pretty mom by the way." I shook my head.

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I threw my irritating thing you call a bag on the couch and sat down pushing it away from me. And you know what's in there. Homework. Tons and tons of stupid homework. I looked at the bag in disguise. How can people survive this? They must have some kind of power or something.

"Anyone got any homework?" Harry said from the other side of the couch. We all raised our hands. "That's done," Harry added. We put our hands down slowly.

"Looks like I'm doomed." Harry fell down on the couch like he was a corpse. "Me too." I fell down on the couch like a corpse. We all sighed.

"Told you she was going to bring her friends here." I heard my mom from upstairs.

"Up. Looks like I'm totally doomed." I sighed again.

Why me. Why did you have to make my life difficult? Mom walked downstairs.

"Hello, Layla...again. I see you got your friends here again." She sat down on a stool in the kitchen.

"Yea...." My mouth was agape.

"Homework." She said out of nowhere.

"How'd you know." I lifted my head up looking at her.

"Lay. You always do that when you have homework."

"Oh..." I lay back down.

"Looks to me you all have the same amount of homework just like Layla."

They agreed. I lifted my head back up.

"Aye, mom?"

"Yea?"

I sat up. "I gotta tell you something."

"And that something is?" She got a water bottle from out the fridge.

"Well....-"

"Wassup buds." Dad came down like he was a cool parent. I faced palmed. "Dad what are you doing," I said in my palm.

"Going downstairs. What does it look like?"

"It looks like you jogged downstairs." I looked up at him with a little smirk.

"Well, you look like a statue going downstairs." Did he just say that? I heard someone crack a laugh. I sharply turned my head towards the suspect. Niall. I gritted my teeth.

"I do not look like a statue coming downstairs." I tried to defend myself.

"Says the one who ate all my oreo cookies."

"Hey. I love Oreo cookies. And plus they were out in the open."

"No, they were hidden in the cupboard."

"Now they're not hidden."

"Well, I'll just put it in a high place where you can't reach it." Someone cracked a laugh this time it was Harry. The rest laughed. Even my own mother.

"You should put it on top of the cupboard," Zayn said laughing along. I wanted to get up and beat the crap out of him.

"Yea, I should. Good idea." Sarcasm in Dad's voice.

So now they're making fun of how small I am. Okay, this is what I'm going to do. I'm going to...I tried to think about how to get taller. Wait until I get older. But I'll probably shrink. Darn it. They were still laughing.

"Let's test it out and see if she can reach it." Stupid sarcasm in Zayn's voice.

"Just kidding. Just kidding."

"Mhm. Yea you better be kidding Zayn. If you weren't, then let's just say you'll be cold tonight. Really cold." I warned him. He stopped laughing and looked afraid.

"Yea. You better be scared." My voice sounds evil and dark. That's how serious I was. Everyone stopped laughing. Niall was still laughing but he coughed trying to stop him from laughing.

"Have a nice sleep you guys." I smiled evilly and headed upstairs. I walked down the hall and noticed something.

I forgot to tell mom the truth.

"Awww....F*ck . . ."