Save Me, Please? (One Direction Fanfic)

Prologue: Heart pounding in my chest. Tears streaming down my face. Hands shaking and sweating. Sounds like the stereotypical feelings for a hostage situation doesn't it? Well, they're not just stereotypes, they're real feelings, the exact feelings I'm going through right now. My names Paisley Rae Mitchell. I'm 18 years old, attending Mountain View High School as a Senior, in Oceanside, California. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tanned body: The stereotypical beach babe look. At school, I tended to be fairly popular, with boys lining up to date me. Oh, one thing that I forgot to mention? I'm dating a world-known phenomena: aka Harry Styles. Saying life was good would be an understatement. I had everything I wanted, and everything that I'd ever need. How did I get from this great life to an old, mice-infested basement, may you ask? I've been asking myself that question for the past three months.