Taken... (A One Direction FanFic)

~Chapter 3~

---Liam's POV---

I decided to go outside and just breathe.

That poor girl is probaly scared to death! But once she finds out who we are, she won't be, right? Everyone loves us! Well, almost everyone. Directionators don't.. I went got into the elevator and pressed the number 17. The Ding  singaled my arrival. I was about to walk back to the room, when a familiar face ran up to me with a sign of relief of her face when she saw me. Wait... is that...?

"Excuse me!! Sir please help me! I've been kidnapped by these crazy British people! Please please help me!" She breathed out so fast I barely caught what she said. Hey! We are not crazy! Well... maybe Lou...but...-focus Liam! The girl we 'took with us' is right here... trying to escape... Shiiitttttt. My eyes widened slightly but I quickly recovered. I hope she didnt notice that...

"Sure love, um, I mean, *coughs*" I started to speak with my normal "British accent" but had to recover so she would trust me. "Yes, come with me into my room and we will get you help right away." If she knows I was one of the people who took her, she won't come with me.. 

She nodded her head and quietly followed, smiling with relief. That will be gone soon enough... It sucks to, she has a really pretty smile. Wait, what?..  I put my hand on her shoulder to lead her and to make sure she doesn't escape again. If she escapes under my watch, I'll never hear the end of it from the lads.. 

I know her smile faded when I felt her whole body stiffen when she realized where my room is, and well, who I was. Wait, why didn't she freak out about seeing me, Liam Payne, in the elevator? Doesn't she know who One Direction is?? Of course she does. Everyone does. Maybe she was just so scared about being kidnapped that she didn't notice? Weird.

I kind of forced her into the room, because she completly froze to the floor. She was as still as a statue. I waved a hand infront of her face. She didn't blink. Wow, she really is scared. Wouldn't you be to if you were kidnapped?

We walked into the kitchen after I locked the door. Well more like I picked her up and carried her over my shoulder into the kitchen. But everyone was awake. Niall suprisingly looked angry, Zayn looked conused and grumpy, Harry looked cheeky and ready to flirt as always and Louis looked very hyper. Here we go.....

---Scarlet's POV---

But when he grabbed my arm lightly and brought me back to the same hotel room I just ran from, I knew I was dead wrong.

Time stopped. I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I could barely breathe. My feet didn't seem to remember how to move. 

The guy behind me guided me in and locked the door behind him.

Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit

That's the only word processing through my head. If I wasen't frozen, I would be fighting back. This douche who brought me back got tired of guiding me so he just picked me up and put me over his shoulder. I tried to scream 'Put me down!' But my mouth forgot how to speak.

There were 4 guys in what looked to be the kitchen. The blonde from the other room looks pissed.

"I'M SORRY!!" I immediatly scream. Yay! I have my voice back!

A curly haired one that I am officially naming curly comes up and hugs me.

"Shh it's ok love. No one will hurt you. What's your name?" 

"Scarlet." I said so quietly that I barely heard myself. He must have heard somehow though.

"Scarlet, that's a real pretty name." He smiled, and I felt my lips tug up a bit. But then I frowned again, remebering where I am and the questions I have. 

"Why.." I half whispered again, a little louder than last time.

"Why what, love?

"Why did you kidnap me?" I said, my volume still increasing.

He awkwardly laughed, looking anywhere but at me. "You see... he," points to guy in stripes,"Bet him," points to douche who brought me back here," that he wouldn't kidnap an unsuspecting girl, because he is more of a calm one, and the mature one, but Li Li wanted to prove he was man enough to do it so he stepped out of his comfort zone and well... Here you are!" Really. That's why they kidnapped and chloroformed me? Because of a freaking bet?! What the  f--.

"Where is your bathroom?" I asked, needing to be anywhere else but there.

I heard blondie from the basement thing whisper to the one with a... I think it's a quiff, "Watch her, she told me that too and escaped." Le quiff just sighed and nodded. Ughhhh, it's not like I can escape with all 5 of them in the room... Le quiff lead me to the bathroom. He tried to come in with me. "No, no, no, nooooooo. Haven't you heard of privacy?" 

He sighed once again. "Fine, but no escaping. If you take to long I'll be coming in."

"Yah, yah." I muttered and walked into the bathroom while rolling my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirror. Gosh I looked AWEFUL. My dark brown hair is all matted and sweaty from running and my curls are turning into waves. My light blue eyes are dulling, and my makeup is smeared all around my eyes. I look like a poorly groomed panda. Did I get shorter? I don't look 5'5" like I thought I was. I probaly am just imagining things. I looked around for something to help tame my rats nest that is my hair. After a few moments I found hair care products. And I mean ALOT of hair care products. I grabbed a purple comb and combed the knots out of my hair. I would shower, but I have no other clothes right now, and I would feel weird using a strangers shower. I found a new, blue with white stripes washrag, and got it damp with warm water. I gently washed the excess makeup off my face. That feels a little better. Now to make a plan of how on Earth do I get out of here! My mum is probaly having a heart attack. My dad's proably to busy working to notice. My brother and sister probaly couldn't care less. We were never really close, me being so much younger than them. The rest of my family probaly hasen't even noticed yet...

If only my phone was charged, I could call them. Hey... Where is my phone? I decided to leave the bathroom before Le Quiff decides to barge in. Hmm, no Le Quiff in sight. I head into the livingroom type thing. If I was going to escape, I would need to gain their trust. Hey, maybe the bet was only to keep me here for a week or two! Maybe not even that long! Then I wouldn't need to escape. They would just let me go. When I reach the living room, I see them in a corner whispering to themselves. I decided to cough to get their attention, feeling the awkwardness and they immediatly turn around.  The question I was pondering earlier popped back into my head,

"Hey, where is my phone and purse?" I gave nicknames to all of them. There is Le Quiff, Blondie, Curly, Douche, and Stripes. I think one of thems name is Kevin though, because I heard stripes say something about it.

They all look at eachother awkwardly. Similar to earlier, Curly decides to speak up first. "Yeah," he stutters." About that..."

What could they have done this time....

AN-

On the side is kind of what I pictured Scarlet to look like, except with curly hair. If you have someone who you think would fit her better, feel free to comment. I'm still kind of iffy on this story, I may continue, but idk... Anyways, like always.. NO HATE PLEASEE LOVE YOU