I Got KIdnapped By 1D!

"Don't even bother, you won't escape, might as well surrender." I noticed that he had a different accent compared to the other guy, he sounded more Irish then British. I didn’t have time to answer because they were all charging towards me, one of them grabbed me, he put one hand on my waist and one on my mouth so I couldn’t scream, I screamed anyway, I didn’t care if it came out muffled, I just wanted someone to hear me. I was thrashing around in his hands, until someone grabbed my feet and were tying them together, I couldn’t move my feet anymore, whoever tied them did a great job. I was still screaming, and I think whoever was holding me got annoyed because he said

"Ni the cloth" I didn't need to be a master mind to know what 'the cloth' meant, they were gonna drug me!


19. Breaking Down and Moving On

I Got Kidnapped By 1D!


Chapter 19 - Breaking Down and Moving On


Angel's POV


I can't believe this! This is just WAY too much to take in! It's all been lies! Everything I though I knew was just lies! Lies! Lies! LIES!! After they told me the truth, I just curled up into a ball and started crying. All I wanted was to be left alone.



"Please… Just leave me alone…" I sobbed. I heard them all get up and start leaving. I could hear their footsteps as they each exited the room. I didn't watch them go, I just kept my head in my hands and kept crying. Finally the last person started leaving, but I heard them stop and linger in the doorway. I knew whoever it was, was staring at me, but I didn't look up to meet their stare.


"I love you Angel" I heard Louis say from the doorway, then the door closed. Once  they left, I took a pillow and screamed into it until my throat hurt and my voice was almost gone, I tried to scream my feelings away. All the pain, betrayal, anger and the feeling of being lied to. But some how it didn't really work. After screaming my anger out I just started trashing my room. I took everything i saw in sight and threw it somewhere with an angry scream. I was a total wreck I know, but I didn't care. I did this for I don't know how long, and the result of it was my bed a total wreck with pillows and blankets scattered around my room, my dresser and night table turned over with the contents scattered on the floor. I was surprised that no one came in, but I was also relieved because I REALLY didn't want to see anyone right now. After staring at the damaged I did, I just started crying all over again. I jumped on my bed and just cried, cried and cried until I fell asleep.


Louis POV


The boys and I went downstairs once we told Angel about the real reason of the kidnapping. All of us feeling guilty and ashamed. We all gathered in the living room, sat somewhere and just… well… sat there. No one talked, no one even tried to attempt a conversation, because everyone knew that we were all feeling way too awful to do anything. The silence was disrupted by an anger scream, that bounced of the walls and echoed throughout the whole house, followed by a ruckus upstairs. I looked up alarmed, and was about to run up to her room, when Liam held a hand in front of me, stopping me. I looked at him confused.


"Don’t Louis. She wont appreciate it. She needs her space right now." He told me.


"But Liam! She's a wreck right now! She's probably hurting herself trying to trash her room!" I argued. He shook his head.


"It wouldn’t be a good idea. Trust me." He firmly stated. I was about to argue some more, but Harry cut me off.


"Lou, he's right. If I were in Angel's position. I wouldn’t want to be near anyone right now." He commented. Ugh! I hate it when their right. I sighed and just sat back in my chair. I could hear everything Angel was doing upstairs. The house would shake whenever she would throw something across the room. And her angry screams and sobs would bounce off the walls and echo around the house. Whenever I heard it I had the urge to just run upstairs and comfort her. But I knew better, so I didn’t. but I must tell you, it took EVERYTHING in me not to.

Finally after what seemed like half an hour, the house fell silent. I looked around at the other boys to see if they noticed the lack of screaming, but they were all too preoccupied in their own minds. Liam was just staring at the ground beneath him, Harry was staring at his twiddling thumbs, Zayn was playing with a piece of string that hung from his shirt, and Niall was… actually, he wasn’t even here. He probably went to go check up on Carolina. We were all doing different things, but there was one thing that we shared that was the same. We all had that sorrowful and guilty look on our faces, and I'm  pretty sure we were all feeling pretty awful as well. I decided that since no one noticed the quiet house, I'll point out.


"Um guys… it got quiet." I commented. They all snapped up their attention to me, looking confused at first, but then they looked around at their surroundings, listening for something, but there was nothing to be heard.


"Yeah… It did get quiet." Liam agreed.


"Do you think… I should check on her?" I asked, hoping they'd allow me. Liam looked at me, debating on his answer, and finally he nodded his head, yes. I beamed at him, and literally jumped out of my seat and rushed upstairs to her room. Once I was outside her room, I quietly opened her door. I scanned her room and saw all the damage she'd done. Objects were scattered everywhere, furniture knocked over and bed disorganized. I spotted her on the bed, asleep. Her face was scrunched up a bit as if she were uneasy, there were lots of tears stains on her cheeks and her hair was messy and falling over her face. It saddened me to see her like this, looking so broken, yet she was asleep. She used to look so peaceful when she was asleep, but now she just looked hurt and uneasy. I crossed over to the bed and decided to tuck her in, so that at least she was comfortable as she slept. I gently picked her up, and moved her to the head of the bed, and rested her head on a pillow. I picked up the blanket, off the ground and placed it on top of Angel. I tucked her in, but she started stirring a bit. She rolled over and faced me, and her eyes opened up a slit.


"Louis?" she croaked, her voice almost gone. I guess all that screaming took most of her voice.


"Hi love." I said softly. I pushed away some of the hair that was falling on her face, and lightly caressed her hair. It seemed to comfort her, and her eyes fluttered shut again, her body going limp. When I felt like she was asleep already, I turned around to leave. But was stopped by a tired voice.


"Stay?" She asked. I looked down and saw that she was looking up at me with tired pleading eyes.


"Of course Angel." I smiled softly. She nodded her head a bit, and closed her eyes once again. I crossed over to the other side of the bed, and got in beside her. I spooned her as I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer into me. And with that I fell asleep.



Angelina's POV


I woke up and immediately felt the pain of my burning sore throat. I guess it’s the consequences of all that screaming, but whatever. I needed to do something to take out all my anger, and if screaming is the solution then so be it.

I still cant process the news from… yesterday was it? I cant believe it! They were actually my best friends and Liam was ACTUALLY my brother! And my parents are fake because my real ones drowned and died, my sisters death was NOT heart failure and everything about my past was inflicted in my head through compulsion thanks to Zayn. Nothing of my past was real. I cant believe it. My eyes were still puffy and probably red from all the crying yesterday, yet tears still brimmed my eyes from thinking about all this. I would've thought I cried all my tears out yesterday but I guess not. Before I knew it, I was crying vigorously. My body shaking as I sobbed, and I guess it woke up Louis because I heard him asking me what was wrong.


"Angel why are you crying." He asked groggily yet softly. I didn’t answer him, I just continued on crying. Eventually he turned me around so that I was facing him, and my face was buried in his chest as he rubbed my back and whispered sweet and comforting words into my ear. When I finally calmed down a bit he decided to ask me why I was crying.

"Why were you crying love?"


"I-Its j-just t-that…" I hiccupped. Not being able to say a word without hiccupping. D@mn me for crying so much. I took a deep breath so that I could steady my voice and form an actual sentence.

"I s-still cant b-believe it." I told him. He seemed to understand what I meant because I saw his face fall, guilt and sadness evident in his facial expression.


"You know were really sorry Angel. And we NEVER wanted to hurt you. We'll always love you no matter what." He assured me, as he continuously rubbed my back, knowing it would comfort me. I nodded my head as a response.


"I-its still too much to take in." I whispered looking down as I played with the hem of his shirt. I felt him nod. He pulled me into his chest, and we just laid there for a good couple moments. Not saying a word as we just enjoyed each others company. It felt really nice, not having any stress, distractions or any noise. It was just peaceful. That is, until my stup*d stomach had to grumble and ruin the mood. Louis chuckled as my cheeks heated up, probably turning a shade of red.


"You hungry sweetheart?" he asked, a laugh in his voice. I playfully punched him lightly on the shoulder.


"Maybe…" I said, a smile forming on my face as I looked up into those sparkling blue eyes of his. He chuckled and lightly pecked me on the lips before sitting up.


"How bout we go get you some breakfast?" he suggested. I bit my lip, considering the thought. What if the other boys were there and they started bombarding me with concerned questions and apologies. I really didn’t feel like being bothered right now, other than Louis of course."Its alright, I'll make sure the boys wont bother you." Louis assured as if he read my mind. I gave him a questioning and surprised expression.


"How did you know I was thinking that?" I asked surprised. He shrugged, a grin on his face.


"I don’t really, I just guessed. I'm  really good at reading peoples facial expressions that sometimes I can tell what their feeling and thinking." He explained. I just nodded my head. He stood up from the bed, and he stuck out his hand for me to take.  I gladly took it and we made our way downstairs to the kitchen.


When we arrived at the kitchen, we saw that the boys were in fact all there. Oh joy. Note the sarcasm in my voice. They all looked up as we entered the kitchen, and I saw their expressions turn guilty as they saw me. I just simply ignored them as I went to the fridge and opened it to see what was in there. There was nothing really interesting to eat, mostly left-overs and more then half of them were already rotting. Ugh, these boys should really go grocery shopping more often.


"Angelina, were really sor-" I heard Harry start but was then abruptly cut off. I turned around and saw Louis gave him a stern look as he walked over to Harry and whispered something, harshly, might I add, into his ear. Harry pouted his lip at Louis, but reluctantly nodded. I decided to just act like I didn’t see or hear anything Harry said, and proceeded to finding myself something to eat. Because come to think of it, I actually don’t know the last time I ate, and I'm  starving. I was about to check the cup boards to check if there was anything interesting to eat in there, but a hand on my wrist cut me off. I looked up to see Liam smiling warmly down at me.


"Why don’t I make you some breakfast?" he offered sweetly. I nodded my head, smiling back at him. Thank goodness we kind of moved on from the subject. At least Liam seemed to take the hint.

Liam went over to the fridge and got out a carton of eggs. He cracked 2 eggs into a bowl, before placing a pan on the stove. I sat on the dining table, watching him cook the eggs. I didn’t want to sit on the dining table though, because it only brought back memories of what happened the last time I was sat here. Tears brimmed my eyes yet again, thinking about the memory. Ugh! I really gotta stop crying. I harshly wiped away a tear that slipped, and sniffled my sobs back. I felt someone take the seat beside me, but I didn’t look up to see who it was.


"Um, so… how's your voice?" I heard an Irish accent ask me. I looked up and saw Niall, he was looking down at me with an obviously forced smile that didn’t reach his eyes. His eyes showed concern and guilt.


"Um… yeah, my voice is fine. It just sounds kind of scratchy." I admitted. He nodded his head in agreement, and we just stared at each other for some time. Until I awkwardly turned away and looked down at my twiddling thumbs. I heard him clear his throat, mumble an excuse under his breath and get up from his seat. I let out an inaudible sigh of relief. Don’t get me wrong, I like Niall, but I just really didn’t want to be around anyone right now. A couple minutes later, I felt another presence beside me. I was fine thinking it was Niall again, but boy was I wrong. I looked up to see a mop of curly hair smiling down at me. I literally froze in my seat, not knowing whether I should faint or run.


"Hi Angel." He said softly as he smiled shyly down at me. I decided to just ignore him and pretend that he wasn’t here, although I was slightly shaking with fear. The last time we were both sitting on this dining room table, he drugged me. Who knows what he'd do this time.

"So, errmmm, I hope your feeling better now." I didn’t answer him, and I heard him sigh sadly. I thought he would just give up and stop talking to me, but I guess not.

"Um… so I bet your rooms a mess now since you trashed it." He laughed slightly, but I knew it was forced. I didn’t even do as much as blink at his words. He sighed yet again and finally stopped talking. It got really awkward real fast that I could actually feel it in the air. But I was saved by Liam as he dropped the eggs in front of me and handed me a fork to use. He also gave me a bowl of oatmeal, and I expected him to give me a spoon, but he gave me another fork to use. (A/N I know the whole 'Liam and Spoon Phobia' was so long ago and probably not even true anymore, but I just wanted to bring it back to remember the fetus days.)


"Um Liam, you gave me another fork instead of a spoon." I told him. I saw his cheeks turn red slightly as he wore an embarrassed expression. Why is he embarrassed? I thought. I heard Louis chuckle behind me and turned around looking at him questioningly.


"Liam kind of has a phobia of spoons." He chuckled. I looked back at Liam and giggled slightly. He turned even more red and I laughed.


"Its alright Liam. Everyone has weird phobia's" I laughed. He nodded his head, and turned away sheepishly. I giggled again as I dug into the food he handed me. Mmmm… it tastes so good! I kind of moaned as the delicious taste of eggs touched my tongue, and I heard the other boys chuckle.


"Someone sure is hungry." I heard Zayn say, with a smirk on his face as he watched me devour the food. I looked up from my food and gave him a glare. He put his hands up in surrender as he slightly backed away, laughing. I had finished the eggs and was about to move onto eating the oatmeal, when I suddenly felt like someone was staring at me intently. As if I could actually feel their eyes burning holes into the side of my face. I looked beside me and saw that Harry was watching me. His eyes held a strong emotion that I couldn’t really decipher and his facial expression showed me he was thinking deeply about something. But when he saw me looking at him, he flashed me a grin that showed off his dimples. And me being the polite person I am, gave him a small smile back, then went back to eating my oatmeal. Though I couldn't really help but feel curious as to what Harry was thinking about. He looked so serious and it was as though he was battling something out in his head. Ehhh… whatever. It probably wasn’t that important anyway, and I'm  probably not involved in it so why should I care, right?


Little did I know that I was actually hugely involved.


A/N I'm sorry about this awful filler chapter! I'll try and post sooner around mid week or something, cuz I know this chapter was pretty awful. please don't hate! luv u guys! thanks for supporting this story still! YOUR DA BEST!! :D <3 Please like, favourite, comment and fan! :)


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