Kidnapped by one direction.... because of a truth or dare game?

Kidnapped by one direction.... because of a truth or dare game?

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Suddenly his hand covered my mouth "Don't scream" He whispered and before I knew what was going on I was dropped inside a van I couldn't see their faces but suddenly I knew who they were. One of them was wearing a stripes shirt, One of them was Irish, One of them had an orgasmic British voice and he was called Hazza, I mean how many "Hazzas" with British accent and slow deep voice could be in the world. I was been kidnapped by One direction
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

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