The One Direction Children (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

The Boys 2.0

----The Boys 2.0----

--Zayn's POV--

"I can't believe that it's been like 3 months since Elena's left and she still hasn't called, nor has she answered any of my texts or calls." Perrie said, very annoyed.

"I know. I've called all of her friends at least three times a week for the past 3 months and they haven't picked up either." I replied.

"I can't wait till she get's home because she's not leaving until she's 30." Perrie said in frustrated.

I was about to say something, when someone rung the doorbell.

"Who could that be?" I said in confusion before I went and answered it.

When I answered it, a very tall man with very large muscles stood in front of me.

"Can I help you?" I asked in confusion.

"Are you Mr. Zayn Mallik?" He asked.

"Yeah?" I said, but it came out more like a question.

"Is Mrs. Perrie Malike home?" He asked.

"Um... yeah." I said, hesitating a bit.

"You two need to pack and come with me." He told me.

"What?" I said in complete confusion.

"You two need to pack and come with me." He repeated himself.

"I heard you, but why?" I said in complete confusion.

"I'm afraid all I can tell you, is that you'll be going to the X Factor finale. Both the performance night and the result show." The very large man told me.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." I told him.

"Well, I'm afraid you don't have a choice. It's either you two pack or I can carry you two out and come back for your things later or you can pack now and come with me and have no problems what so ever." He explained.

"Fine. But if you're some kind of kidnapper, looking for a way to get us to come with you, it's working." I told him.

"You can come in and make yourself at home if you'd like." I told him.

"Thank you." He said and came into the house.

I closed the dorr behind him and walked back to the kitchen, where I left Perrie.

"Who was tha-" Perrie started, but cut herself off by the very large man standing behind me.

"Apparently we have to go to the X Factor finale. Both the performance show and the result show. We have to stay in a hotel for a week. And don't try and protest because I already tried that and we basically don't have a choice." I explained to my wife before I made my way upstairs to pack my things.

She's so gonna kill me later.

--Niall's POV--

I just gotten home from work. and I just sat down on the couch to relax and started to think about Amanda. I was in the middle of watching a movie when I heard someone knock on the door. Who the heck could be coming over now? Was I expecting somone?

"Are you Mr. Niall Horan?" The very large, muscular man asked, when I answered the door.

"Um.. yes?" I said, but it came out more as a question.

"Can you please pack your things and come with me." He told me.

"I"m sorry, but I think that's a little sketchy, so I'm going to pass." I said.