1 Week Later On Saturday 5:45 P.M.
I've made my decision to meet the boys. I care too much about Sylvie and my family to let anything happen to them. Neither of my parents were home so I better go now. Sylvie tried to convince me to let her come with me but I told her this is something I have to do ALONE! I left the house and walked because neither of the cars were home. I got to the school and looked at the time. 5:59. Right on time. I saw somebody else at the school. I tapped on her shoulder saying, "Excuse me-" I realized who it was. "You!" we said in unison. "What are you doing here?!" Eleanor snapped. "I'm here to meet someone. What about you?" "I'm here to meet someone as well. But I wish they would hurry it up already! The weather is not good for my hair." ARE YOU KIDDING ME ELEANOR?! I'm glad I didn't say that out loud. "Seriously? You're worried about your hair at a time like this?!" "Of course! Mother and Father make sure I get the best and only the best hair supplies on the plant." She said with a thick British accent. I do not understand Brits at all. What. So. Ever. We started arguing so much that we didn't even see the white van right in front of us. That is, until One Direction came out of it. We saw that the had rope. We looked at each other, and ran. Of course, she didn't make it very far because she was wearing heels. Niall got her tied up and put a blindfold on her and put her in the van. Liam and Louis spotted me and started coming for me. I ran as far as I could. I didn't watch where I was going and tripped over a stick. I fell and I couldn't get up. I think I twisted my ankle. But I couldn't give up. Not now. So I crawled over to a tree that had branches low to the ground. I grabbed one of them and pulled myself up. I found a stick and put it next to my leg and tied it to my leg. I had to do that to keep myself stronger. I was able to walk and run a little bit but not far. They caught up to me and Liam grabbed my arm. "Let me go! HELP!" Before I could say anything more, they tied a cloth around my mouth. I was not going to go down without a fight. I ended up punching Louis in the nose. HARD. He fell down saying, "I think you broke my nose." Liam looked really ticked off at this point. Oh snap. Yeah he was so mad, he slapped me. Probably harder than how I punched Louis. Without saying a word, he handcuffed me and put them on really tight. Like so tight, its got to be illegal. Oh wait, so is kidnapping. Just like Eleanor, the tied me up and put a blindfold on me and threw me into the van. Literally! I'm just glad that Sylvie's okay. We drove a long way then I heard police sirens. Oh thank God. He pulled us over and me and Eleanor were pushed to the back on the floor. I couldn't hear much about the conversation, but nobody got caught. I started crying a little bit. But I couldn't because I still had the blindfold on and the cloth was still tied around my mouth. I felt someone pull me up and sit me down on their lap. Put he didn't pull me up aggressively. He was gentle and kind. The van came to a stop with someone saying, "Alright here's what's gonna happen. Niall, you will take route 3 with Eleanor. Liam, you and Louis will take route 2 with Olivia. Me and Harry will take route 1 to the house. I'll discuss the rest of the plans with Zayn when we get there. Understood?" Everybody-except me and Eleanor- said yes to the plan. I felt someone walk me to the car and helped me get in. My blindfold started coming off and there was a black van I was getting into. Louis drove while I sat in the back with Liam. I started getting overwhelmed about everything and started to cry again. I didn't want to but it can't be helped sometimes. I felt Liam pull me close to him. "Shh. Don't cry, love. I won't hurt you." He said. I think I like this side of him better. A caring side. I laid my head on his chest and ended up drifting off to sleep.

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