1D Vacation With Wild Tribesmen!!!....(Sequel to Fan Napped!!)

Chapter 1

HELLO!! EVERYONE!!!....I AM BACK!!!....WITH THE SEQUEL OF FAN-NAPPED!!!....I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE EXCITED AND WANT ME TO SHUT-UP BUT I JUST NEED....NOTHING!!...

A THANKS TO RESYDUL_DAMAGEXOX FOR HELPING ME ONCE AGAIN!!! (x

ON TO THE SEQUEL!!...YAY!!....VOMMENT TOO!!...:)

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I sneaked out of my room and shut the door softly behind me. It was about midnight now.

Almost all hotels had the same architecture so I quickly rushed towards the grand staircase. I sat down on the railing and slid down, the air rushing through my hair. I loved the exhilarating speed.

the hotel lobby was empty except for the Barbie receptionist who was busy on the phone, giggling madly.

I bent down and sneaked behind a pillar and from there I quickly ducked behind a leather couch. After a few seconds, I quickly ran from there towards the grand dining room.

The dining room was dark so I fished out a flashlight from my jeans pocket.

I had just stepped in when I heard footsteps from behind me. In my panic I slammed the door shut  creating A LOT of noise.

Full on panicking now, I ducked under the cover of the nearest table.

After a few seconds, some people walked in throught the doors.

"Have you seen her yet?" a male voice asked. I recognized him. It was Harry, my curly haired pal.

"No, but I could have sworn I heard someone in here," said a female voice. It was my not-so-biological sister, Anam.

"Yeah, but I can't see anyone," replied Harry.

"Where do you think they could be?" asked Anam.

"I have no idea," he said. "Perhaps we should check the basketball court. She's always there."

"Yeah, we could try that," she mumbled.

And then they walked out.

I sighed in relief. Okay, who had tipped them that I had escaped?

And their conversation implied that someone else was also out and about. Who could that be?

I shook my head. Right now I had to focus on y mission. I CAN'T be caught. It was a matter of life and death.

I got out from under the cover of the table and started running for the large double doors on the end of the room.

Just a little more distance and I'll be there!

Okay, so you must be wondering who am I and the usual blah blah blah.

Well, I'm Ayesha, otherwise known as Ash. And I'm a secret ninja!

A secret carrot ninja!

Yup, I'm THAT awesome.

And Anam, well, she's the ninja of 'girlishness'. Ew. Don't get me wrong. I don't hate her or anything but her girlishness can be a bit too much for a tomboy like me.

I froze when i heard someone sneeze.

Oh no.

I heard footsteps approaching and I started to panic all over again. Aw man, what am I gonna do now?

I tugged at my hair nervously.

"Have you checked here?"

Oh my God, it was Paul.

A hand enclosed around my ankle and a little yelp escaped my mouth. Oh no! It was a zombie and he was gonna eat me now! Maybe I should call Paul.

Before i could scream out, I was pulled down and I crashed on the carpeted floor.

"What was that?" asked Paul. And I then I heard footsteps approaching. On one hand I was panicking they would catch me but on the other hand I was relieved. At least they could save me from the zombie!

The zombie in question clamped a hand on my mouth, preventing me from screaming and then pulling me under the table.

I thrashed and struggled but then he whispered into my ear. "Ssh, Ash, it's me Louis!"

I looked up and indeed it was my brown haired friend and not a man eating zombie.

He released me and I slapped him on the arm. "Idiot!" I hissed. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, almost. Now please, shout off that flashlight. You're gonna give away our location!"

"Why should I do that?" I said.

"Do you want them or not?" he said, looking at me with raised eyebrows.

I glared back and reluctantly shut off my flashlight. Man he got me good. He was hear for the same reason as me and desperation was now driving us to be allies for the moment.

"Truce?" he asked.

I nodded and shook his hand.

"Paul, there's nothing here. Now PLEASE lemme go back to my room so I can finish my perri perri chicken!" someone whined. It was Niall without a doubt.

"No, not until we find them," said Paul.

"Aw, c'mon!"

"I said no. Now let's go check the pool."

They soon exited 

"The coast is clear," whispered Loius.

He ducked out and I followed.

"Let's go!" I said and started running towards the doors again.

We both reached there in record time and yanked the doors open.

The kitchen was dark, illuminated only by a small light in the corner.

"Hurry, let's go!" he said.

We rushed towards the fridge and then pulled it open.

"We've hit the mother-load!" sand Louis and high-fived me.

We eagerly pulled out all the carrots and started stuffing our mouths and pockets.

It was heaven!

The lights flickered on and we froze.

"My, my, what have we here?" he said. i could hear a smirk in his voice.

Louis and I turned to glare at him, our mouths filled like some crazy chipmunk's.

There he sat, slouching on the counter and smirking at us.

"Zayn," we growled in unison.

"Guys," he nodded at us.

I swear, it looked like some mafia movie scene right now!

"Don't you dare," I said.

"Dare what?" he said innocently.

"You know what," said Louis.

"I don't know what what you're talking about," he smiled back.

"I know you know what what we're talking about," said Louis.

Before it could start into something more, I spoke up.

"Zayn, don't you dare do what you're thinking of doing right now."

"You mean calling out for the rest of the guys?" he questioned.

"Yeah, exactly that," said Louis, looking grim.

"Okay," shrugged Zayn. And then, "Guys! GUYS! They're in here!" He was yelling like a crazy man with his arms flailing wildly.

"I hate you," I hissed raising my fist at him.