Miss Popular, kidnapped by One Direction (Niall Horan love story)

Chapter 7: saving me, truth and payback plans

OMG I AM SO SORRY I HAVENT UPLOADED IN FOREVERRR!!

I SWEAR TO NEVER MAKE YOU GUYS WAIT THIS LONG EVER AGAIN!!!!!

I hope you all havent given up on me!!

So, here it is!! Chapter 7!!

Recap:

I sighed and typed a reply.

To: MY AMAZING BOYFRIEND STEVEN

Im fine baby

Just shaken up, One Direction kidnapped me.

Your not losing me.

Im breaking out of here as soon as i get a chance.

There just being stupid.

I love you and i PROMISE ill be out soon.

I love you.

I sighed as my IPhone made the swoosh sound as the message sent.

I leaned against the door as i cried into my hands.

Any girl would be thrilled to be in my position.

Kidnapped by One Direction.

This is going to be interesting.

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*knock knock*

I herd someone knocking against the door as i picked up my head up from my hands and my dried tears.

"What?!?" i demanded.

"are you alright love?" Louis doncaster accent rang thru the door.

I sighed and stood up to wake my sleeping feet and to look in the mirror to make sure i didnt look bad.

"Yeah, i guess." i said as i smoothed out my pink satin dress and ran my fingers thru my hair yanking out the knots that developed in my blonde hair. I wiped the rest of my lipstick off and wiped under my eyes thankfully remembering i put on waterproof make up. I kicked off my black pumps struggling with the 'kidnappers' in the van.

"can you-" Louis voice rang against but stopped when i opened the door.

"what do you want louis." i asked a little icily.

"um well, i just wanted to talk." he said as he nodded towards a room. I sighed and shrugged and lazily followed.

We reached a room that was huge. A bed with a nice dark blue duvet, light brown couch and a dresser with a large flat screen tv. It had striped shirts, red trousers, braces, and toms everywhere in the room.

Louis room.

Typical Louis.

I sighed and moved a nerf gun off the bed and placed it with his collection and sat down.

"What do you want tot talk about?" i asked as i fixed my dress.

"first, heres a change of clothes if you wanna change into something more comfortable." he said as he handed me grey abercrombie sweats and a jack willis hoodie. Typical London lazy day wear.

I loooked at him funny as i pushed the clothes off my lap on to the bed. "Im not changing because i have an anniversary date with my fiance i need to get back to." i said matter-of-factly.

"yeah, about that.. i need to tell you something." he said as he scratched the back of his head.

"what tomlinson." i said as i gave him a hard glare.