Taken... (A One Direction FanFic)

~Chapter 4~

Curly speaks up first. "Yeah...About that...."

"You what?!" Apparently when these bloody idiots were chasing me and I was... well struggling, I self conciously reached for my phone so curly put it in his pocket. And when he was carring me into the freaking hotel it fell onto the concrete and broke. Atleast it wasn't an expensive ass phone, but still! Better than the phoneless me now!! "Please tell me you atleast have my purse??" I have been putting away money from my job for savings. I had about $120 in there, give or take. 

"Funny story." Douche decides to speak up,"When you were reaching for your phone, your purse fell.... We umm, kind of forgot to pick it up and bring it with..."

I face-palmed. You have got to be kidding. Just my luck.

"But," Curly spoke up again,"I will go see if it's still there!" He got an excited look on his face. And with that. he ran out the door. Pshh, it won't be there.

Douche/ "LiLi" decided to speak up next, "We will relace your phone and any money lost...." He looks so sincere and sorry. Maybe he really is... Maybe-  NO FOCUS SCARLET. HE IS THE ENEMY. THEY ALL ARE.

"Ok was there a specific time legth that Stripes bet you to keep me here for? One week? Two? Maybe none and I can leave today?"

He shook his head and found the floor to be very interesting all of a sudden. He whispered something so quiet, I had to strain to hear him.

"One year...."

WHAT?!?!

Calm down Scar... You'll be out sooner than that. It will just be more difficult. Gain their trust and act like you like them. It will make getting out of here easier.

I closed my eyes and I breathed in and out. In and out. In and out. I counted. 1 2 3 nothing can bother me. 1 2 3 nothing can bother me.

I opened my eyes and felt more calm.

"Ok. I guess since I'm staying here for a year, I might as well know your names."

Blondie looks more calm now than when we first walked in. He starts talking to Le Quiff. "See, I told you she didn't know who we are! You owe me 20 pounds! Cough it up."

Le Quiff spoke up for the first time in a while. "You honestly don't know who we are?" He looks completly and uterly shocked.

"How would I? Maybe if you tell me your names, then I'll recongize you?" I suggest. "Le Quiff, you first."

He chuckled and said,"I'm Zayn Malik. I used to call myself Bradford's bad boii, but I don't say that anymore."

"Blonndie?" He smiled. Yay, he's not pissed at me anymore!

"I'm Niall Horan. Do you want a Horan hug? You can after I get some food." He grinned and stalked off into the kitchen. Imma guess he likes food.

"Douche Whole?"

"Offensive!" He joked around. Yah I wasen't exactly joking but ok...,"I'm Liam Payne. I'm not the oldest, but I'm most mature. I'm kind of like the 'daddy' of the group."

"So the most mature one takes on the stupidest bet?" I questioned, smirking.

"It's a one time thing!"

"Yah suuuurrree it is." I turned around looking for the 4th one. Thats strange.. He was right her-.

"HI I'M LOUIS TOMLINSON! HAVE YOU SEEN KEVIN? HE TOOK MY CARROTS!" He yelled in my ear while lying in top of me. Damn you Stripes. He was the quietest one, but I can tell now that was only temporary. Just then I heard someone yell "DOG PILE." And I was being crushed.