Kidnapped by Tomlinson

When 17 year old Ashton was walking home from work one evening, she heard feet scuffling behind her, she didn't really care,, nothing would happen to her, until she felt someone's breath on her neck then a hand with a rag gently covering her mouth she gasps for air, she faints and the last thing she saw was a black van, then blackness. How stupid was she to get kidnapped? Was this a prank? She struggled to think when she could become conscious but that dreadful rag came back each time.

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"'That's The thing about Pain,It demands to be felt" -John Green

 

 

Ashton's P.O.V.

 

 

 I've only been 6 months in this pregnancy, god this hurt like hell! Its been the third time I've vomited this morning! I would've thought Louis would be all happy and ready for this, he doesn't like me complaining all the time, and he doesn't like my puking. He doesn't like the whole pregnancy term at all. When I finished, I washed my hair and washed out my mouth. Louis wasn't even home, he left a couple of months ago  on tour with the boys even though the boys told him to stay here. Louis, oh Louis, I don't think he's prepared for this. 

 

 

I went to the doctor and they took me back to the room, I got onto the bed and laid back as the woman rubbed the special ointment on my lower stomach and she took the machine and began rubbing over it. It took a while before an image popped up and we saw it, oh god, that thing was inside me? The nurse focused on one area as she squinted her eyes. She then looked at me and smiled "See that thing right there?" she pointed at the screen. "Its a boy!" I exclaimed, oh Louis would love this! "Congratulations Mrs. Tomlinson" The nurse smiled then got me cleaned up and I left. I needed to tell Louis in person!

 

 

 

 I got off my flight to where the boys were staying for the week, I didn't even tell them, they'll be so surprised! I drove to their hotel, which I tracked down Louis's phone to find, and asked the hotel manager where the boys rooms were. "Whom to them are you?" he looked at me distastefully. "I am Mrs. Tomlinson, Or Ashton Tomlinson, the millionaire whom married Louis Tomlinson" I glared at him as his mouth gaped open "I am so sorry miss! Heres a key! I'll tell them you're coming!" He rushed. "No! Don't tell them, I have a surprise for them!" I frowned as he smiled "Oh Of Course!" He hit his head. I went on the elevator and up to the room and knocked on the door. Harry opened it and before he could say anything, i covered his mouth "I'm here to surprise Lou" I whispered as he shook his head and I made my way to Louis's Bedroom. I forgot I removed my hand from Harry's mouth as he shook his head "Ashton, now-now's not the best time" He stumbled with his words, how not? I got the baby's gender! I swung the door open and froze.

 

 

Louis was there, with a girl, having sex. My eyes watered up and Louis spoked "Harry for the last fu-" Then he saw me instead of Harry. I saw his eyes go big as I dropped the card in my hand I got for him that had the picture of the baby in it. "Ashton!" Louis gasped as The tears came falling down my face. He betrayed me, He lied to me. I shook my head and ran out of the room, the tears flowing freely now, I got in the elevator and as the doors were closing, came a now fully clothed Louis, yelling for me to stop. I just looked at him as the doors closed, and it began going back down to the first floor. I thanked the manager for letting me up and left. I didn't know where I was going, and could barely see, the paparazzi were here now, and look at little mrs. Tomlinson crying. "Mrs. Tomlinson what happened!" "Mrs. Tomlinson what is the baby's gender!" "Mrs. Tomlinson Why are you crying!" "Mrs. Tomlinson there are rumors that Louis is cheating on you, are these true?" i looked at the reporter who asked that, she was a very short young adult and I went up to her microphone only, "The rumors are true as I just found out" and she gasped "Mrs. Tomlinson! i am so sorry! Please! You can stay at my house until you can fly back home!" she looked at me worriedly "I would love that" i sniffled as she dragged me to her car. 

 

 

We finally arrived at her house and I sat politely on the couch. She sat next to me and put all of her paparazzi stuff away, "Mrs. Tomlinson, are you okay?" she looked at me and I looked directly at her, "That's the thing about pain, It demands to be felt" I frowned, referring to John Green. She let me stay there and I gave her an interview on everything she asked, she was nice after all. When I left to get on my flight I gave her my number, "If you ever want a story, call me" I smiled before hugging her and getting on my flight back to london. 

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