Kidnapped by One Direction

Life on tour, is, in a word, crazy.
I’ve never known the boys to be so wild. When we were at home, they were all actually quite responsible and tightly wound. But now, they’re carefree and easygoing.
It must have something to do with performing. Kind of like runner’s high, but on a more extreme level. I’ve been mostly bored, though. The boys let me attend the concerts, of course. They even give me platinum seats.
But it does get boring, and my ears start to hurt from the screaming fans. How these boys deal with them, I will never know.
On the tour bus, the boys are crazy. They play FIFA and yell and Harry runs around naked constantly.
Actually, it’s quite traumatising.
Paul, their manager, is really nice, though. He doesn’t know the boys kidnapped me. He thinks I’m one of their girlfriends. (He hasn’t really asked, though.)
There’s a knock on the bathroom door.
“Amber, are you done brushing your teeth yet? I have to take a shower!” Zayn calls. I roll my eyes.
Zayn has a schedule for showering. Yes, a schedule. Every single night, at seven. If he doesn’t shower before then, he gets all tetchy.
Actually, it’s kind of funny.
“Coming!” I shout, opening the door. As soon as I’m out of the way, he rushes into the bathroom and shuts the door. Moments later, I hear the shower running.
“Amber!” someone calls my name. Can’t I have a moment to myself?
“Yeh?” I shout.
“Cmere!” I recognise Liam’s voice.
I follow the sound to the lounge, opening the mirror door and shutting it behind me.
“What is it, Li?” I ask, mildly irritated.
“I wanted to ask you something.” He answers. For some reason, he looks slightly nervious.
After a few moments, he still hasn’t said anything.
I make a circling gesture with my hand, as if to say go on.
“Will you…will you be my girlfriend?”
I’m shocked for a moment and don’t respond. He looks more nervous than ever now.
I don’t even need to think about it.
“Yes, Li, I will!” I gush, wrapping my arms around his neck. He smiles and bites his lip.
“You sure?” he asks. I nod in response.
“I…I’ve liked you for a really long time.” He stutters.
“Me too.” I say, smiling up at him.
“Really?” He looks shocked, for some reason.
“Yeah, I have. Ever since…ever since you helped me, after Harry hurt me…the first day I was here.” I admit, blushing slightly.
I curl into his side, and he wraps his arm around me. He smells like fresh clothes and mango.
“G’night, Liam.” I yawn. He chuckles at me, and I nuzzle further into him. He’s all warm and soft and cuddly and I think I’d like to stay here forever, actually.
“Good night, Amber.”

Notes

Shorter than usual.
This might be the last chapter, i'm not sure. What I do know is that there won't be a sequel. There will be an epilogue, though. Should this be the last chapter, or do you guys want a few more?
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