Chapter 3 - Band-Napping?

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**back to present time**

Dallas' POV:
"Tonight's the night. Ready?" I ask the others, well except Mer, wait where is she? I look around for the missing girl when Lon answers me.

"Mer's downstairs saying hi to Ari." London answers me. "I'll call her up." She picks up her phone and dials Mer's number. Mer answers and says she'll be right up.

When Mer gets back upstairs we tell her to get ready.

"I really don't wanna do this. I don't want to see me or you guys as prisoners in a cell, rotting and dying slowly. I can't imagine life like that." Sydney rants.

"Well, Dallas has been arrested like 20,000 times already so pfft going to jail once ain't that bad." London sasses to Sydney. "Right Dal?"

"Yeah, jail ain't that bad." I comment, shrugging.

Syd just looks at the ground and gulps. "I'm scared."

"You always are." Paris interjects, rolling her eyes. "You're scared of everything."

"Not everything, just dangerous and life threatening things." Syd states back.

"Which is like everything we do Sydney." London sasses.

"Ok! Shut the fuck up you three!" I scream. The girls go quiet. "We need to leave, soon, so go get your outfits on and meet me back here in 5 minutes." I direct and they run to their rooms.

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It's a quarter to eleven and Syd is having a panic attack in the living room.

"I can't do this. They are going to blame it all on me! They are gonna put me on death row and I'll be dead and I don't wanna die." Syd cries.

"Well if we kill them, then we are on death row but kidnapping isn't that serious." I tell her. "Also, you are only driving so just think that you are driving at night and just enjoying the things around you. Got it?" I whisper scream.

We finally got Sydney to get her ass in gear and we are now heading out to pick up the boys from their homes. I find out where Zayn lives, from my amazing computer hunting skills, and we head their first. I hack into the security system and turn it off so we can get in. I pick the lock and we push the door open slowly. We make our way through the house and we find his room. I whisper to Paris to raid his closet for clothes and put them in the duffel in the van. I then get London to go over to him and puts the chloroform over his mouth and let him breathe it in for a minute. She does so and after a couple minutes I go over to see if he's out cold. He is, so me, Lon, and Mer get him out of bed and carry him through his house to the van. London pulls out the duct tape and wraps his ankles and wrists. She puts a piece over his mouth and blindfolds him as well. We lock the doors and get up front. To Louis' house we go.

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We do the same procedure to the rest of the boy's houses and we finally reach our house again. Syd parks in the garage and closes the garage door. We open the back and haul the five unconscious boys into the house. Well, except Syd, she decided to cry and run to her room so I had to drag Liam AND Zayn. We put Louis in room 1. Harry in room 2. Liam in room 3. Zayn in room 4. And Niall is in room 5. We cuffed them to the beds that were in the rooms and locked the doors. We check on Arielle and she is out cold as well. As we all head to our rooms upstairs we all giggle about how we kidnapped the One Direction boys and how are holding them hostage in our basement.

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I smile at the ceiling tonight and plan about how I'm going to get Zayn to like me and make him stay with me forever. I know he has a girlfriend, Gigi, and daughter but do I give a fuck? Nope! Zayn is mine and he will always be. I evilly laugh as I fall asleep happy that I got my mans in the basement.

Paris' POV:
I kidnapped Harry Styles! My fashion icon and inspiration. OMG!! I can't wait to talk to him about clothes and GUCCI! AHHHH! I love him as well, and I hope he likes me. That would be so cool to be the significant other and clothing designer of the actual Harry Styles. AHHHH!

London's POV:
Louis. Tomlinson. Is. In. My. Fuckin. Basement!!!! My mans is down there. He's in the same house as me. WOW! I hope he likes me more than his little brat Eleanor. I don't like her at all. I hope he likes me and I hope we can sass each other around and have little Tommos running around eventually. What a motherfuckin' dream!!

America's POV:
I have Niall Horan with me now! My little Irish leprechaun is with me. I can force him to be vegan with me and we can eat veggie burgers together. I can't wait to have him forever. We can have little Irish-American leprechauns running around. I smile at that thought. AWWW!

Sydney's POV:
I am so going to jail. I have not only the Liam Payne in my basement but I also have the Niall Horan, the Louis Tomlinson, the Harry Styles, and the Zayn Malik down there as well. I am currently sweating and crying and I hate that I was peer pressured into doing this stupid act. Why could I not fall for these things so easily? Why am I soooo stupid? Why can't I be the responsible one that I have been since I was a child? I hate myself! UGHHH! I'm gonna get arrested and mom and dad are gonna be very upset with me more for not keeping my sisters and friends out of prison. I hate myself. Ughhhh!

I have a war to myself in my head and I just can't stand it anymore.

I get up and go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and some food I made earlier. I grab some of the alfredo I made and grab a fork. I sit at the counter silently crying and eating my food at 4am wondering why I am such a stupid and dumb child. I can't handle it anymore. It's too much. I try to keep everything alright and someone have to come around and ruin it and make me terrible. If only I could turn back time and make everything all better.

...but i can't.

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Hope you enjoy this! I really love this book and having the 5 different girls and their differing personalities. Its really fun!

Which girl do you relate most to? Sydney, London, Paris, America, Dallas, or Arielle? I think I'm a mix with Sydney and London the most.

If you really enjoyed this please vote, comment and share with your friends! It would mean a lot to me!

Tysm!

Much love,
Rhi xx

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