Going For A Jog

Emma West is just your average 17 year old girl. She loves One Direction. She is insecure about herself. She likes doing her hair and make up. She is out jogging one day when something completely unexpected happens!


9. Live While We're Young

I woke up to Louis shaking me. Bad choice boy. When I am tired, I am grumpy and you do not under any circumstances wake me up unless you are willing to sleep with one eye open at night. "Emmaaaaaaaa" He whispered. I glared at him, "What?" I snapped. He smirked, "Do you wanna help me prank the boys?" My eyes got wide and an evil smirk spread across my face. "Let's do this." He smiled and we set to work. We got the straightener and straitened Harry's perfectly curly curls. He looked ridiculous. Then I got all the spoons and spread them out in a big ass circle around Liam. Then we took all of Zayn's hair gels and products and mirrors and all of Niall's food and hid it all under my bed. Then we got the sharpie and set to work. We signed all over them and drew mustaches and beards and glasses and uni-brows. When we were done Louis took a couple of pictures and I couldn't stop laughing. "Emma, they are going to wake up soon. If you want to see the daylight ever again, I would suggest we go and hide." I nodded and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into a place I was not expecting. Liam's closet. I must have looked at him weird because he started to explain. "They would never look for us in here. They would expect us in my closet or in your closet or under one of our beds but never in Liam's room." He whispered. I nodded again. We heard blood curdling screams and slapped our hands over each other's mouths to keep from laughing. "S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-SPOONS!" "MY HAIR! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR?!" "WHERE ARE MY MIRRORS?" "GUYS! WE HAVE A REAL PROBLEM! THE FOOD IS GONE!" Then they must have realized that me and Louis were missing because all of a sudden you hear, "EMMA! LOUIS! COME OUT NOW!" I was getting up to leave when Louis grabbed my wrist and shook his head no. I laughed and then shrugged but then I realized what I was doing and I stopped. I was disappointed in myself. I was having fun with the very person that whisked me away from my friends and family. The person that kidnapped me. And I was treating them like long lost friends. I hung my head. Louis lifted my chin with his finger and whispered, "Hey, chin up princess. Your tiara is falling." I gave him a small smile and then he asked, "What's wrong, love?" He seemed like he actually cared. And he was the only one that didn't call me princess, besides Liam. I was about to answer when we heard the door open. He put his finger to his lips telling me to be quiet and then he pushed me farther back into the closet and put a coat on top of me. I don't know why, but I wasn't going to question him on it right now. We heard all the boys come in and start talking. "Where in bloody hell are they?" Zayn. "I don't know mate. Think, where would you least expect them to hide?" Liam. "I want to find them and punish both of them. Look at my hair!" Harry. My eyes got wide at this one. What did he mean, 'punish'? Louis shook his head and gave me the thumbs up. I sighed because I don't know what kind of punishment Harry had in mind but the thought that Louis would protect me, made me feel safe. "I'mmmm hungryyyyyyy." Niall. Then it got quiet and the closet door flew open. They grabbed Louis and yanked him out. I huddled back in the corner. "Hey guys. Whats up? Ouhh, looking good mates." I am trying so hard not to laugh. "Cut the crap, Lou. Where is she?" Harry. "Where is who mate?" Louis. This boy is really starting to grow on me. Zayn and Harry both growled. "Oh, Emma? Why I don't know. We didn't hide together. But anyhow, who is hungry?" I could practically see Niall perk up. "I know where the food is, let's go get it." I heard some grumbling but eventually they left. I sighed with relief. I closed my eyes for a minute to think and I feel two large hands wrap around my waist. I turn, scared of who I will see next to me and I see, Zayn. My shoulders slump down. "Don't be so excited to see me princess." He smirks at me and I glare at him. Then he leans down to my ear and whispers, "I knew you were here the whole time. You see princess, Lou never hides alone." With that he picks me up and carries me out of the closet, out of the safety of Liam's room, and down the stairs into the kitchen where everyone turns and stares at us. They are all smirking at me besides Louis and suddenly I feel small so I try to jump out of Zayn's arms but his grip on me tightens. "Don't think so, princess."

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