3. Are You Okay?
I walked. Maybe getting to a new place, a new beginning. I stopped in a gas station. "Does anyone have a phone I could use?" I asked. "I do!" A boy said. He was wearing a beanie and sunglasses. You could see his curls poking out from the beanie. "Thanks." I said. I dialed my moms number. "Mom." I said. "Jayda! Thank god your okay! Where are you? Are you hurt? I've notified the police." She said in a panicky tone. "Mom. I was kidnapped. I escaped him. I don't know where I am but I'm figuring something out. This guy needs to be caught before he finds me again. I can do this. I know everything you taught me." I said to her. Tears we streaming down my face, but I didn't care. The guy was standing there. "I trust you." My mom said. Those three words meant everything. "I love you mom. See you soon." I said. "Love you too." I hung up. My mom knew what it was like to be on missions. She understood that I'd return safely. God I feel like a chick from Charlie's Angels. I handed the guy if phone. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. "I can help you find him." He said. I looked up. "What?" I asked utterly confused. I don't even know what this guy is like. Can I trust him. "Just come with me." He said. Before I knew it I was being dragged outside. Not literally. That'd hurt. He stopped at a Range Rover. I got in. I know it sounds stupid, but he's my only hope. Gotta take what you got.
We pulled up to huge house. "MOTHER OF PEARL!" I said. Mystery guy laughed. "It's big huh?" He asked. "No." I said sarcastically. We walked inside. "Boys I'm home!" He shouted. Four guys came running downstairs. "This is.. Umm." He said. "Jayda." I said smiling. "That's Niall, Louis, Zayn, Liam." He said pointing to them. "And what's your name?" I asked. "Harry." He said. Just then he tools off his disguise. There in fact, stood One Direction. "So Harry, what am I supposed to do now?" I asked him.
"You're staying here." He said. The boys looked shocked but greatful. I just shrugged. I looked down at myself. Seeing my wet clothes. I walked over to the mirror. "Oh my god I look like a wet rat!" I laughed. "I'll get you some clothes." Liam smiled warmly. Wow these boys were nice. I kind of feel bad for thinking otherwise.
Liam came downstairs with grey sweatpants and a white tee. "Here you go love." He said. "Thank you." I smiled. "Where's the shower?" I asked. "Third room on the right." Niall said. I walked to take a shower. I walked downstairs. "Do you guys have a training room?" I asked. "What type of training room?" Louis asked. "You know, boxing, karate, self-defense." I said. Harry did a spit take. "You box?" He asked. "Yeah?" I asked in a question. Why was this so shocking exactly? "God your hot." I think that's what Harry said? "What?" I asked. "Nothing." He blushed. Yeah. That's definitely what he said. "So do you? If so can one of you be my trainer?" I asked. "Yeah, I'll be your trainer." Harry said. I laughed. "You're kidding right?" I asked. "Ouch. Hurtful." He said. I laughed. Whatever. "We're going shopping tomorrow. Get you some new clothes." Liam said. "I can't." I say. "Why not?" Niall asks. "I don't have money." I say. The boys laugh. "What's so funny? That I'm currently poor?" I asked in all seriousness. "No. We'll pay for everything." Harry said. Okay. Sure.