A/N I'm sorry if this court thing is wrong I'm just guessing and asking my mom so bare with me here...:)
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-Michael-
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-6 months later-I woke up to a sudden clanging of the bars. "Get up. It's trial day." He unlocks the cage. He walks up to me, handcuffs me and pushes me toward the door.
Please I don't want to go to jail...
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-Zendaya-
•••"It's time to get up Zendaya." My mom says as she turns the light on. "They found your kidnapper."
No... Michael... I put on a fake smile. "Good."
I get up and get dressed. I hope he doesn't get put in jail.
I walk down the stairs. Slowly, I'm just sad and scared and worried for Michael and the boys.
What am I supposed to say? Should I tell the truth?
"Mom..."
"Yes?"
"I can't do this." My voice cracks.
"Why not?"
"I'm in love with..." I gulp. "One of them."
My mom's eyes widen. "How could you fall for your kidnapper?"
"That's the question I've been asking myself since I figured out I love him. I think he loves me too. I can't help it mom. I'm sorry." My eyes started to tear up. "I'm sorry."
"Awe honey come here." She opens her arms. I hug her. "I'm sure he'll be back. If he does love you. He'll be back."
"Okay."
"Come on. Let's get your make up fixed."
"Thanks mom." I smile and she leads me to the bathroom.
She removes the makeup that was and still is running down my face. She wipes it off and applies more. She's a pro at make up.
"There you go. " she smiles finishing the mascara.
I look into the mirror. "Thanks mom."
"Anytime sweetheart."
We leave and hop into the car. "Got everything?"
"I think so."
"Okay." She smiles and starts the car. "You have to promise me you'll tell the truth?"
"I don't know mom.. I don't want to disappoint any of his fans..."
"He kidnapped you Zendaya please he will be back I can promise you that."
"Fine I promise."
"Okay good."
***Once we arrived they took me into a room and left my mom outside.
"Hi Zendaya."
"Hi."
"How old are you?"
"17. 18 in a month."
"We are just going to ask you a few questions."
I nod.
"Did this man kidnap you?" She puts a picture of Michael on the table.
I look at the mirror which I knew was one way glass. I know my mom is staring back at me. I sigh and wipe a tear. "Yes. He did."
"Okay. Did any of the other boys help?" She lays out a picture of Ashton, Calum and Luke.
I nod.
"Do you know any of them?"
"I do because they're from a band...but I never met them personally."
"Okay. Can you tell me what exactly happened?"
"Umm well I-" I wiped a tear. "I ran into Michael at the mall. And then a couple days later I walked home and he pulled me into an alley.."
"Did he hurt you?"
I shake my head. "No." I lied.
"What were those bruises you had when we found you?"
"I was skateboarding and I almost hit a cat so I tried to dodge it and I fell off."
"Okay." She writes down a couple of jot notes. "Continue."
"He was nice to me. But then his crazy girlfriend kidnapped me and got me into a basement of a Walmart. I don't know how they knocked me out. But then the boys- Michael, Luke, Ashton and Calum- they saved me. They found me. Yes Luke and Calum killed two bodyguards but it was for self defense and so did Ashton. He killed Elizabeth to save me and now I'm here. I would've died if it wasn't for them."
"But then you wouldn't be here if they didn't kidnap you."
I nod. I wipe a tear. Stay strong. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay. Thank you for your time." She smiles.
I give a sad smile and walk out.
***
"How was it?""They're going to jail mom." I start to cry. "I know it."
"Awee honey it's going to be okay."
"I'm never going to see them again."
"You will I promise."
***
4 hours later
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I sat down in a chair at the front of the court. I saw Michael walk in. The other boys trailing behind him. I couldn't take my eyes off him.
***
(A/N I'm going to speed through it a bit)
-two weeks later-
***This is the last court. This is when we find out if they're guilty.
I sat there for a while until the judge walked in.
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