Kidnapped by a Boyband

Chapter 1 (Just a Kiss)

"Lauraaa please let me go! Everyone in school has already seen it and people say it's the best movie of the year! I promise I won't get in any trouble." I say whinnying to my foster mom.

"Haaaahh finne but you'll have to walk because Logan has the car. I will only give you enough money to buy the movie ticket so no food or drinks".

"Ok. yea, I promise. I'm gona go get dressed, thank you." I saying running up the stairs to the bedroom I share with my foster sister.

I put my long brown hair into a messy bun and throw on some skinny jeans and a plain T. Then I run back downstairs and get the money before Laura changes her mind and quickly run out the door. The movie theater isn't too far away so it shouldn't take me too long if I walk fast. I still can't believe she let me go, she never lets me do anything and I normally don't whine or complain about anything but I need to get out of this mad house for once.

After about fifteen minutes of walking I think I'm almost there. I see some people walking around so that's a good sign. As I come around a corner I see a smallish black limo swerving around the street going very slow. I start walking a little bit faster getting nervous. But the limo starts following me. I quickly look back and see it's going faster towards me. I start to run looking back every few seconds. It keeps following me getting faster the faster I run. I start sprinting absolutely freaking out, but before I knew what was happening the limo drove right next to me and a bunch of strong hands reached out and pulled me in.

Its dark and a hear someone talking but I can't quite understand what the're saying. "I'm so dead what if they rape me? What if they kill me?" I think to myself panicking.

"Who are you? Please let me go!" I say hoping that they will

I hear nothing but guys laughter. They probably do want to rape me.

"You don't want to rape me, I'm ugly, trust me! You don't want to do that!"

One of the guys turns on a light on their phone as if to check if I really am ugly.

I see a pale face with blonde hair and blue eyes. Who says in a funny tone "Don't say that love, your beautiful." He has an accent.. Irish? Maybe. One of the the other guys takes the phone out of his hand and quickly turns off the light.

"The hell! Don't let her see your face." One of them whispers to his friend, slurring his words in a deep, almost scary voice.

It's still completely dark. I lean against the cushion of the seat and start crying hysterically.

"Oh no." I hear another one say with a higher voice. British?

I stop crying and start to hyperventilate.

"No!" I scream to myself in my head. "Calm down, your ok, it's ok, nothing's gonna happen." I tell myself. It's happening. I haven't had an anxiety attack in years but I know when I have them and I'm having one know.

I curl up in a ball hugging my knees and say under my breath "Calm down."

 I don't know what to do. I have to calm myself down.

I start crying and hyperventilating at the same time.

Now I can't breath.

This is bad.

"What's wrong with her!?" The one that sounds Irish half yells half whispers

"What's wrong with me? I'm being kidnapped and having a very bad anxiety attack!" I say to myself not able to talk, even if I wanted to.

"Do something!" I hear the one with a high British voice yell.

And I just realized something.. The're all drunk. That would explain all the slurring words and smell of beer.