Kidnapped

Chapter 2

I make a gurgling noise in the back of my throat as bright sunlight slips through my eyelids.  My head throbs and I feel like puking. Why do I feel hung-over?  I don’t remember drinking.  I open my eyes the rest of the way and stare confusedly at a window of some weird car I’m in. 

WHERE AM I?!?! A sickening smell fells my nostrils and I look down to see a big foot lying on my face.  I gag and roughly throw the foot off my face.  Someone groans and I follow the foot to its owner, Niall Horan.  My eyes widen and the only thought I can process is, bloody hell. 

I set up, noticing the duck tape around my wrists. My eyes widen more, if thats possible.  One Direction and cleaning supplies lay scattered in awkward positions around me.  Then it all comes back to me.  I try to scream and craw over to the window.  I see we’re parked at what looks like a gas station.  I beat on the window; trying to get someone’s attention but the parking lots pretty empty.  The few people there turn and stare at the van. 

“Oh I’m sorry about that! That’s just my…errr….dog!” Helen says opening the door and throwing a pack of Debby Cakes at me.

“Be good or I won’t feed you!” she whispers then slams the door shut.  I obey and get down.  Normally I wouldn’t have listened but she had this crazy look in her eyes.  The chicks insane!

“moooodd!!” I hear a gagged voice say. Niall scoots his way over to the cakes that were just thrown at me. 

“mwhi mood!” I say back, trying to say ‘my food’.

  I launch myself at the cakes the same time Niall does and we end up in a dog-pile. Me on the cakes and Niall on me.  I groan and Niall scrambles off of me.  I sit up and look at the squished cakes.  Harry wakes up and crawls over.

 He glares at as and says something like “uuuuu moooo! Dkghdghf dfkjld taapf!”

“whaaa?” I say back.

“taapff!” he says moving his head in a funny way.

“taapfff?” I say then I realize he’s saying tape. “oooo tapff! Eesss tapff!”

His hands are taped behind his back so I reach up and rip the tape off his mouth and then off my own mouth.  Wow, I can be so blonde. 

“Thanks.” He says, stretching his lips. I laugh at the weird face he’s making.

“What?” he asks, poking his lips out more.

“You look like a duck!” I giggle.

“Quack, Quack.” He says, making the duck face and flapping his arms that are still taped behind his back. I laugh and poke his face.

“ADOGJFGJFLGJLNVVF!” Niall says from beside me, looking very annoyed.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry, Niall!” I say and rip the tape off his mouth.

“’Bout bloody time.” He grumbles.  “You squished my cakes!” he glares.

“Um, guys. We have bigger problems than Harry’s resemblance of a duck and squished cakes.” Liam says, who has somehow managed to get the tape of his mouth.  “Now one of you come help me undo my hands.” 

Harry scoots over and turns so his backs to Liam, since both their hands are taped behind their backs. 

“Ouch! You clawed me!” Harry complains.

“Only because you clawed me!” Liam shots back.

I roll my eyes. Boys! I scoot over, push Harry over and grab Liam’s hands.  Harry struggles to sit up again and I laugh.  He finally manages to get up and I push him over again, laughing.

“FOCUS YOU TWO!” Liam says loudly.

I do and I finally manage to get his hands free.  Harry manages to sit up again and Liam pushes him back over. 

“Really?”Harry says, glaring at Liam from where he’s sprawled out on the floor.

“That’s for clawing me.” Liam says and I giggle.  Liam grabs my hands (that are taped in front of me) and starts pulling at the tape.