A Nightmare Come True (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 4: Nope. It's Definetly a Nightmare Now

Before I could murder those British idiots, my phone rang. One Direction's song 'I Wish' was the ringtone for my best, and only, friend, and it played now.

"What is it, Alex!" I hissed into the phone. Alex didn't go to my school, but I saw him almost every day because he's my neighbor.

"Carina! Thank god! I was so worried! Your mom was scared because she couldn't recognize the number! Where are you anyways?" He asked. I bit my lip. I covered the end of the phone that I speak through and looked at the boy band that stood in front of me.

"Should I tell him?" I whispered. They all shook their heads. I rolled my eyes.

Into the phone, I said "I'm at a...sleepover" I said. Harry face palmed and Zayn gave me a weak thumbs up, as if to say 'Sure! That could work! It probably won't, but sure'.

"For three days?!" Alex asked impatiently. My eyes widened.

"THREE DAYS?!" I screamed at the boys, not even bothering to move the phone away from my ear.

"Yes, my very terrible time calculating friend. You've been gone for three days" Alex said in a smart-Alec tone. I growled into the phone.

"I have to go. I'll call you later, Alex" I said, eyeing the boys. I hung up before Alex could reply and then put my phone back in my pocket.

"Please, let us explain" Louis said quickly. I held up my hand and shook my head.

"You kidnap me, drug me, then made me sing, and just now I learned that I was asleep for three days, but the worst part is, is that you probably weren't even going to plan on telling me!" I screamed.

"Look! We're sorry! And we didn't want to drug you! If you had just accepted our offer to sign you, then you would be a rockstar right now!" Liam said sternly. I shook my head at him

"If your goons had told me that One DIrection wanted to sign me, I would have been on a plane to England in a snap! But nooo. They couldn't tell me! So, tell me Liam, why wouldn't your goons tell me that you, the mighty One Direction, wanted to sign me?!" I yelled. The boys looked confused.

"They told us that you hated One Direction and wanted nothing to do with us" Harry said, suspisiously. I gaped at him.

"What?! I love your guys's music! But why would they say that?" I asked the air. Then, out of no where, one of the goons who knocked on my door came in.

"You!" I yelled, pointing and accusing finger at him. He looked at me, confused, then a spark of recognition registered in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, fans are not allowed in the building. Would you like to leave by force or by your own will?" He asked, and before I could even open my mouth, he ran over to me and flung me over his shoulder, and then carried me out the building, screaming swear words at him and threatning to kill him if he didn't put me down. Finally, the boys ran down and managed to stop him.

"SHE IS A GUEST! NOW PUT HER DOWN NOW!" Harry screamed. The goon set me down and I ran to the boys. All of the boys stepped in front of me, and I peeked out from behind Liam's back.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that this girl was a guest" he said, looking at me. He sounded sincere, but there was something in his eyes that just screamed lies. It seemed enough for the boys, though, because they just led me back up the stairs. 

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Louis asked. 

"I'm fine. But I'm gonna go take a nap" I said. When I found my way back to the bedroom, I just closed the door and lied down on the bed. I didn't go to sleep, but I just lied there. After half an hour, the door opened and I felt the bed shift. I looked over to see Zayn lying down next to me.