Trapped -One Direction ANTI-FANFIC Horror- [Completed]

Chapter 1: Halloween

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Just lil' ol' Jorjina here. Please excuse my horrible attempt at humour, as I'm not very good at making jokes up. I dunno why, they just suck. This chapter won't be creepy or scary either... :/ FYI, most chapters won't be in any specific members POV; only in special situations... I hope y'all like the story, luv ya!!  
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WARNING: This chapter does contain some 'Larry Stylinson', low impact stuff. Nothing bad, I promise. It's really horribly written, but if you're homophobic I suggest you leave now.

Chapter 1: Halloween

None of them really believed in Halloween; they regarded it as most did, like a holiday in which you were treated. Lollies and chocolate... Sweet treats of all kinds were shared on Halloween, where children dressed up in attempts to 'scare' people.

They never really went trick or treating, and just brushed October 30th to be just any other day. That day though, was an exception. Now these 5 boys were together. In an allegiance called 'One Direction'. A boy band from the UK. They weren't unknown teenagers anymore; they were best friends and superstars.

Louis Tomlinson, the immature joker of the group, sat on the double couch in the corner, smiling to himself as he checked over twitter and saw all his fans messages. Most of these were love confessions, from obsessed girls who have never even met him, nor know him well enough to fall in love. They were not in love with Louis, they were in love with everything they wanted him to be.

Naturally, Louis was an attention seeker. He often joked around with his friends; sometimes he took things too far, and trouble would brew. He craved excitement and entertainment, constantly changing his mind to mix up situations. Louis' dream was to stay young forever. An impossible dream, which deep in his heart he knew he could not fulfil.

Flicking his straightened brown hair to the side, Louis finished typing and threw his iPhone onto the leather lounge beside him. He quickly rose and ran to the other side of the room, past the bed and the window.

Sitting in a chair, Harry Styles, Louis' best bud, napped quietly. His brown curls were messed and his head rested on his hands. He was peaceful and serene, dreaming of singing on stage with his friends.

"HARRY!! WAKE UP!! MICK JAGGER CAME AND PRETENDED TO BE YOU AGAIN!!

Slowly, Harry peeled his eyes apart, looking at Louis with confusion.

"What the hell are you on about Louis?" he muttered in his quiet, English accent; voice slightly groggy and husky from his rude awakening.

Chuckling, Louis sat down on the bed behind him. He got what he wanted; the attention of the one whose praise he craved most.

"Well Harold, I woke you up because we still don't have costumes for Halloween and we need to go SHOPPING!!"

Harry sat up, rubbing at his weary eyes.

"I didn't know you like Halloween..."

"This year will be my first year!" Louis cried in elation, "I can't wait!!"

Harry smirked at him. This was another attempt at him trying to stay young. Really though, Louis was 21, he was much too old for trick-or-treating. But he had made up his mind; him and all of One Direction would be trick-or-treating together. They would wear cool costumes and pick put scary houses to knock on the doors. He couldn't wait!

"Get up Harry!! We have to go now!!"

Louis pulled his friend up from the couch by his hand. Reluctantly, Harry opened his eyes and attempted to ready himself for the task ahead of him; shopping with Louis. He was a crazy shopper, and was always indecisive on what to spend his money on. Most considered shopping with Louis a chore, but Harry thought otherwise. It didn't matter what he was doing, if it was Louis he would be having the time of his life.