~the next morning~
Arielle's POV:
I woke up this morning to the bright light coming through the window. Last night was terrible, the candle vigil for the boys was so emotional I had to leave early. Supposedly, there was girls who were going to spend the night and sleep by the memorial. I would, but I just couldn't stand being there anymore. The sadness was too much. I miss th—
"Ari? Are you awake?" Killy calls from the hallway, breaking me from my depressing thoughts about the boys.
"Uh...yes. Yes I am." I respond. The door opens and Killy comes in with a tray of food.
"I made you breakfast." she smiles, handing me the tray. I take it and place it on the bed.
"Thanks Killy." I smile.
"Since you're in a better mood, wanna go shopping today?" she asks.
"Yes, after I eat we will. I think that would be nice." I slightly smile to her. She understands that I'm not totally happy but a little better than yesterday.
She nods and leave the room. I look back at the food and dig in. I bet Niall would love this. Sigh, I miss him...so much.
~meanwhile...back at the hostage house~
Sydney's POV:
"Guys, where's Ari?" I ask the girls, who are all sitting at the table, paying intense attention to their phones. "I saw her leave at around 9:30pm last night and she never returned home." I add.
"I bet she's fine Syd." Lon hisses at me, looking up from her phone to glare at me angrily. "Don't worry about her and her stupid ass."
"You do realise she is a HUGE fan of One Direction right?" Mer speaks up, putting her phone away. "I heard there was a candle vigil nearby last night so I bet that's where she went."
"What a stupid thing to attend." Paris adds, not looking up from her phone. "So childish."
"We all had this 1D phase in middle school. Don't say it's childish when we all went through it." Mer sasses.
"Well, I DIDN'T! I only care for Harry because of his fashion taste and love life. I really don't like his music, it's pretty terrible to be honest." Paris sasses back, putting her phone down on the table.
"STOP IT!" Dal screams, slamming her hands and phone face first on the table, making all of us jump in fear. "Who cares if you, Paris, had a fucking addiction or not. The rest of us did, big or small, so just shut up your little dick-hole of a mouth over there and stop complaining about how 'childish' a candle vigil is."
"Whatever." Paris says, rolling her eyes again to only pick up her phone and look at it again.
"Um, about Ari..." I try to interject. The girls look at me, mad, except Mer. "Are we going to worry about her?" I bite my lip.
"We should." Mer answers. "She lives with us and since she's only 18, we definitely should."
"We should definitely NOT!" Lon screams over Mer. "She is NOT part of this plan so the further she is away and more she is out of this damn house the better."
"NO!" Mer screams back.
"YES!" Paris adds in.
"NO!" Mer screams again.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! ALL OF YOU!" Dal rages. "Everyone get out of this house! Get in your cars and LEAVE! I don't wanna see any of you until dinner time!"
"Go and do what?" Paris snaps.
"Go do your stupid shopping at Gucci or something Paris." Dal snaps back. "Everyone just go!"
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The Band-napper's Best Friend
FanfictionArielle just graduated from high school and is moving in with 5 of her friends in California. She happily vlogs her life on her Youtube channel. She's living happily in LA, CA but what happens when news breaks out that the 5 laddy lads of former boy...
