∇I Kidnapped One Direction∇

Chapter 14

Luke

" They're not at your house."

"Yea. I have never seen them today-"

"Then why was there a message earlier saying that I didn't need to panic they we're at your house."

"Who was it from?"

"It said unknown." I hummed. Layla made a long gasp.

"L - Luke turn the news on now!" She yelled. I reached over to the remote and turned the t.v on. The news was on.

"Have you fans out there been wondering where one direction is? Did you think they had died? Well, guess what. We found them."

"Aww...f*ck." Ashton and I said at the same time.

"We've spotted One direction at the beach this earlier just today. They were sitting on the beach. We have not yet know why they were sitting there, but we found them. Here's a word from the fan who found them..." The teenage girl flashed on the tv.

"I was walking down the boardwalk with my friend. She was pointing at something so I looked and there they were. I and my friend didn't believe it at first. We thought it was some sick joke. We found one direction!" She said enthusiastically. She was smiling. I closed my eyes and huffed. I turned the TV off.

"I have to get them back."

"No Layla. We can't do that-"

"I have to get them back!" She raised her voice. I heard shuffling in the background.

"What are you doing."

"I'm putting my stuff on. You coming?" I looked at Ashton.

"What did she say?" He mouthed

"She said she was going to get them back," I whispered covering my hand over the phone.

"Layla you can't get them back!" Ashton yelled. I turned the speaker on.

"I don't care if I die trying. I'm getting them back."

"This is not healthy for you Layla-"

"I don't care. So you and Ashton coming?" I looked at Ashton again. Ashton shook his head. I closed my eyes and said 'yes'.

"What are you doing," Ashton whispered harshly.

"Good I'll meet up at your house. Is your parents home." I said 'no'.

"Good. I'll get the supplies ready. I'll be back okay Luke?"

"Okay, bye." She hung up. I tossed my phone somewhere on the bed. I looked up at an angry Ashton.

"What the hell did you just do."

"I'm helping Layla, that's what I'm doing." I reached over to put on some shoes. Ashton shook his head and walked out of the room. "Are you helping?!" I called out.

"Yea why not. But, if we get arrested or murdered I'm blaming it all on you."

"Okay," I mumbled. There was a quick bold knock at the door.

"I got it." Ashton sang going downstairs. "Hey, Layla." That was fast.

I went downstairs. Layla was carrying a bag. I think that's the supplies we'll be needing.

"You came here really quick." She rushed inside walking past me.

"Yea, You live one block away from me. I ran all the way here."

"You are one fast runner."

"Just kidding. I didn't run all the way here. Are you crazy? I used my mom's car. Plus I can't even run three sidewalk squares without me running out of breath." Ashton closed the door and locked it. Layla tossed the bag down on the dining room floor. She took out a rope, tape, a glass bottle, and clothing.