Kidnapped With One Direction. (A 1D fan fic.) [On Hold]

Here We Go...

A/N: This chapter has curse words, few but still. Just warning the people who are uncomfortable with that. Also abuse. Love, TheWriter1999.

It's now nearly midnight and I'm sure my ex-best friends are asleep by now. The others and I were wide awake though, excitement from getting out of here causing us to have energy. I nodded at them, determined to get away. We all stood up and went to the bedroom under the window. Louis picked me up and set me on his shoulder. I lifted up and pushed open the window, and then I pulled myself up so that I was able to get out of the house and on to the ground outside. I peeked my head back in and saw the boys smiling.

"I'll be back as soon as I can." I whispered to them. "I'll get you guys out of here and then as soon as we're in my house safe and sound we'll call your manager and the cops." They all nodded as we silently said a temporary goodbye. I stood up and ran to my house like my life depended on it. As soon as I got home I opened the back door that seemed to always be open. I then made my way upstairs and to my room. It was late, but I knew my dad would be out drinking as usual. When I got to my room I immediately grabbed my key chain with the spare to Chloe's. I then went back down stairs and ran all the way back there.

I quietly unlocked the door to her house and sneaked in. I walked quietly to the basement door and I found the keys right next to it on a hook. I rolled my eyes at their obviousness. I grabbed the key and unlocked the door. I then slowly walked down the stairs and into the living room down there where the boys should be waiting, and sure enough they were. They looked up at me and smiled. I saw Jaden asleep in Harry's arms and smiled at him. They all stood up and walked with me up the stairs. As soon as we all were out of the basement I closed the door, locked it, and put the key back. To draw no suspicion. I then guided the five boys, plus my sleeping brother, back to my house.

When I got in my living room and made sure the doors and windows were all locked I threw my hands up in the air and fell back on a couch. "Home sweet home!" I yelled.

"Lana, don't you think you'll wake someone up?" Liam asked.

"No. My mom's gone and my dad's at a bar right now. Plus Jaden is a really heavy sleeper." I said. I then sat up and motioned for Harry to hand over Jaden to me. When he did I looked down at the sleeping three year old in my arms and kissed his forehead. I felt the left side of the couch dip down as one of them sat down next to me.

"You really love him don't you?" I heard Niall say.

"Yeah. He's pretty much my entire world now." I said with a smile on my face, a genuine smile. It's been the first one in a really long time and it feels amazing to finally have one. I stood up and walked to Jaden's bedroom and set him down in his bed. I then leaned down and kissed his forehead again and whispered. "I love you, Jaden. I hope you never forget that." then I went back downstairs and looked at them. I clapped my hands and they all looked at me.

"So, do you think we should call the police now or wait until the morning?" I asked.

"I'm wiped, we should call after a few hours of rest." Zayn said. The others agreed.

"Okay. I'll show you where you guys can sleep." I said as I lead them to the spare bedroom. Zayn, Louis, and Liam took that and I showed Harry and Niall to my room. "Um... Harry, you can take the couch I have in here and Niall, if it's okay with you, we can share my bed." I said awkwardly.

"Sure." Niall says.

"Why can't I sleep in the bed with you?" Harry whined.

"Because I hear you sleep naked and Niall doesn't." I explained. Harry fake pouted and walked over to my three cushioned couch in the corner and laid down. I grabbed him a spare blanket and handed it to him along with a pillow. "Goodnight." I told him.

"Goodnight." He said to me. I was still in my pajamas from Chloe's house and decided to just leave it at that. I climbed into my bed beside Niall and got comfortable. When I did I noticed we were facing each other.

"Goodnight, Niall." I said to him, he gave me a smile.

"Goodnight, Lana." He said to me as he closed his eyes. I did the same and slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

"Lana!" I heard someone scream. I jolted up out of bed and looked around. I saw my dad, obviously drunk out of his mind, in my doorway with a beer bottle in his hand. "There you are, bitch!" He yelled. He walked over to me and grabbed a hand full of my hair and dragged me out of bed. "I've missed you." He said as he pulled me out.

"Dad! Let me go!" I screamed, tears coming out of my eyes freely. He laughed at me and then threw me on the ground. I coughed when I hit the ground, and then the wind was knocked out of me with one swing of his foot. I gasped for air and pleaded for him to stop. Unfortunaetly my father had other ideas and kept kicking me in the stomach repeatedly until I lay there, motionless. Attempting to breathe and not anger him anymore than he already was.

After a few minutes he continued with the kicking. "Stop!" I heard one of the boys yell, which one I'm unsure of. I was very near passing out from the pain. Eventually I did.

A/N: Sorry it's so short! Also, I'm running a little low on ideas, so please comment some. That'd be great if you guys can help me! Love you all! -TheWriter1999