Kidnapped by one direction

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8:00 a.m.

I woke up and looked at the clock I still had a few hours before I had to leave I decided to get up and take a shower I grabbed a blue tanktop with ruffles and some denine shorts with black flip flops and walked to the bathroom and done my business

After I was done it was 9:00 a.m. I obliviously took a very long shower I took the blow dryer and dried my long blonde hair and then I attacked it with a curling iron lol after I was done attacking my hair it was 10:30 a.m.

(time really flys by lol)

I grabbed my key to my room and to my car yea that's right I got a Lamborghini in your face Louis ( not really I actually adore him) and then I grabbed my phone and walked down stairs there was already paparazzi in the lounge. There were throwing all these questions in my face. I decided to call Simon.

"how am I supposed to get through paparrazi"

"go out the back and do you need someone to pick you up"

"ok and no I've got my car see ya in a little bit Simos"

"don't call me Simos please"

" does that bother you.... Simos" i said smiling

"yes just get over here"

"ok Simos" I said laughing while he hung up.

I walked to the back exit those stupid paparazzi doesn't know about the back door I walk up to my car and drive to Starbucks and order a regular cappachino after that I drive to the studio

I get out of my car and start walking towards the front entrance there are ton of fans I stop for a few and take autographs and some pictures after that I went inside and walked to a door that said recording I opened the door and seen Simon waiting for me

"great your hear we just have to record a few songs an then well be done around 12 and then you have to get ready for your interview"

"and that's a wrap good job today you might as well go up to the interview you have an hour" He saidwalking towards the door.

"ok ill see you later" I called after him

I walk out of the studio and sign more autographs and take more pictures after that I drive to the interview once I walk through those door and get attack by a bear I mean he litterly looks like a bear

(I'll call him grizzly)

"right this way you are having you hair and makeup done then you can just wear what you have on"

" I dont need all that just maybe a few touchups though.'

Im instantly pulled away by a women who looks really pretty but she's pulling my arm off literally

I was finally done with all that stuff I mean seriously I feel like a cake with way to much frosting oooo cake sounds good I might get some after the interview I pulled out of my thoughts by a women who looked about in her 30s and she was also pretty but she had wwwwwwaaaaaaayyyyyyy to much makeup on she pulled me on stage and told me to sit in a chair it was really comfy. Hey she lloks like a barbie.

"3..2..1...action!!!!!" Shouted some random guy.

hello how are you guys doing today" The interviewer said.

AUDIENCE CHEERS

"how are you today Taylor" She asked looking at me.

"I'm great" I said smiling.

I look out into the crowd and in the front row are the boys all of them actually I avert my eyes to other people and gave the audience a thumbs up they went absolutely crazy

" we only have a few questions" She said

"ask away" I said crossing my legs

"ok first question how Is your new album"" She said smiling like a clown

"its actually great and wait till you hear it it turned out really good" I said looking across the audience

"wow I'll have to listen to this ok second question " are you currently single "

"..........umm yea I actually am" I said slightly aware that the whole nation was watching.

"oh well what happened with you and Niall" She asked confused

I felt my anger boil I stood up and looked out in the crowd

"that is my business and only mine if you wanna know something ask the boy himself or look at magazines"

After that I walked off the stage and out to my car I simply drove to Starbucks and ate my favorite chocolate cake know matter how upset I am I still have room for cake

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