No Escape From 1D

She's Not Afraid

I wake up with a terrible headache. I had this weird dream, that One Direction kidnapped me.
Once I open my eyes, it's then I realize that, I'm laying in an unfamiliar bed. This bed is bigger then mine or Sue's bed. I also noticed that my hair is down, and no longer in my braid I had it in. The bedroom I'm in dark, except from the small light shining through the curtains of the window. So I can't see every detail of the room. I don't recognize the ceiling of the room, or the walls. The walls are all wooden. As I start to roll over on my stomach, I noticed I can't move my hands, as well as my feet. What the hell, why can't I move.
I sigh, knowing Ron is pulling some kind of stupid prank on me, and Jackson put him up to it to get revenge on me. I'm going to kick Jackson's ass, when I get out of these ropes. I try to scream for Ron, but then noticed tape is covering my mouth, only muffles can be heard. I hear the door squeak open, and can see light shine through from the hallway. I keep squirming around, trying to get the ropes off of me.

"She's awake."
I hear a familiar Irish accent speak.

I look up confused, and see Niall Horan standing beside the bed. Louis Tomlinson is standing by the door. I must still be dreaming.
Inside my head I keep chanting to myself to wake up.

"Liam! Your kid's awake!"
Louis shouts, made my headache worse.

I groan, and roll my eyes, knowing now I'm not dreaming, and this is really happening. What the hell do they want with me. Of all the girls, why me.

I didn't realize I was even crying, until Niall wiped away a tear with his thumb.
He sits on the bed next to me.
"It's okay Catherine. We're not going to hurt you. Nothing to be afraid of. Just calm down."

I laugh inside my head. I'm not scared of these Backstreet Boys. I'm pissed the fuck off. Those tears are steam coming out of my eyes, from anger. I just want get out of these dam ropes, so I can get away from them.

Niall rests his hand on my shoulder to get my attention.
"If you promise not to scream, then I will take the tape off of you. Okay?"
I nod my head.

"Careful Niall, she bites."
I hear a deep husky British accent.
I look and see Harry Styles, leaning on the wall next to the door. Man he looks pisses off.

I remember now that I put up a fight with them, and bit Harry's arm. I can't help but to silently laugh a little at the memory of his pain. He deserved it.

"Right. And promise, not biting." Niall adds.

I roll my eyes annoyed. I just want this fucking tape off. I nod my head yes again, to let him know I understand.

Niall rips the tape off my mouth, making me grunt in pain.
"FUCK!"

"Sorry love." Niall raises his eyebrows.

I huff a sarcastic laugh."Don't call me love. I'm far from loving any of you. I fucking hate all of you. Now let me go!"

I hear a loud smack, and feel pain on my left cheek. I look up confused, and pissed to see who just hit me. I see Louis standing in front of Niall.
I try to roll away from him, but Louis grips a fist full of my hair, forcing me to look in his angry eyes.

"Don't you ever talk to Niall that way. Never talk to any of us that way. We are your guardians, and you will show us respect. You've already pissed off me, and Harry. Keep on pushing our limits, and we won't hesitate to punish you. Got that?" Louis yells.

I struggle against Louis' grip. "I get that you're all a bunch of psychotic freaks, who kidnap me! I know my idiot brother put you up to this, as some kind of stupid prank. So you can just let me go, and I won't tell anyone."