Meet Kat Somerland and Allison Stacy:
Two friends, finally getting to see their idols live and in concert. Just two high school students, Directioners, and best friends.
And then there's One Direction:
Global superstars, with a sold out international tour, an upcoming movie, and girls screaming in their faces wherever they go. They love their fans like family, and each concert is something special for them.
So what happens when everything goes wrong?
Suddenly, everyone's world is turned upside down, and Kat, Allison, Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall are fighting for their lives. They've been kidnapped by an organization who's motives are anything but humane, and every passing day is a day closer to their impending death... or is their hope?
The stakes are high, and emotions run deep, so hang on, because it's going to be one wild ride.
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EXCERPT:
We all scrambled up and dashed off toward the trees. Hooded figures with assault rifles stepped out from the trees.
"Don't move," one of them said, cocking his gun.
All of us stopped and slowly turned back to where we had come from. More hooded figures surrounded us and closed in slowly, all holding their guns. Now it was obvious--- we were trapped.
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EDITING NOTE:
All chapters with an '~' before the chapter name have been edited. Also, the edited chapters will have '-TRAPPED-' typed at the end.
~Thank you for your patience and enjoy the fanfic~
I scrounge around the magazine section and look past the little girl magazines that I used to read. Seventeen and teen vogue and twist all filled with that boy band. Ugh...
I flip through them, laughing at what they until I get to the one direction section in Seventeen.
Harry, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall.
Niall...I flip through it quickly and smirk at all this and put it on the shelf and start to walk away.
My brain finally, some how clicks. "WOAH... WOAH WAIT WHAT?!?!" I scream and realize some little kids are in front of me. I give them a small smile at them as they scream and run the other way. I turn and run back to the magazines in a rush.
I sit against the wall and pull that magazine back out again. Niall... Niall... He looks exactly like he does. How does he NOT tell me this stuff when I hang out with him?
"How am I that stupid." I whisper to myself and groan and hit my head repeatedly against a wall. Maybe I can knock some sense into my own head if I do this.
Nope.
Still feel like an idiot.
How can I be so stupid? How do I not notice this sort of thing? I mean they are all over!
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Let me tell you a bit about myself. I hate one direction. I really do. But this obviously fake dyed blonde haired boy saves me from a directioner going a concert and then he asks me if I would want to go out with him?! What kind of question is that?
Let me tell you about the adventure of finally picking up the broken parts of my heart and letting go of my past and moving on from the bad and onto the new.
You never know who would be the one to actually save me.