"Stop with the fucking what's! It's my time of the month!" i yelled they turned red. "But Simon said we can't let you go until he explains th-" "Then get him in here so i can freaking wazzzz!" i yelled.
Then the door opened. Shit it's the Simon Cowell! What if he just randomly says "It's a no for me."
"Ello Hannah," he said as if being tied up with duct tape in a recording studio was perfectly normal. Well when you look at it that was It's still insane!
"¿Por qué me le pedazos de mierda secuestrado!" i yelled. "She asked why we kidnapped her and added some colorful words," Niall said. "Does she only speak spanish?" Simon asked. "No apparently she speaks 8 languages but that does include english," Louis said. I glared at him.
"Maldito culo gay hijo de puta! Después de esto me niego a que me entiendes lo que te puedo decir cómo me siento realmente! Estoy cambiando al Latin Así que adiós a partir de ahora me niego a dejar que me entiende si no es importante!" i yelled.
Everyone looked at Niall. "She called Louis gay.....and other things.., and said she's switching to Latin so we won't understand her and that she won't speak english or spanish to where we can understand unless it's important," Niall said.
"Vōbīs! Damnaret omnes! Abi! EGO iustus volo ire domum?" i said crying at the last part. The last part i'd said, "I just want to go home!" "I have no idea what she said but can you explain to her Simon. Her crying is bringing me down," Zayn said.
"Tu iustus amo figuraret. Sui reflecteretur, ingens animus, tua plena sui. Vanum nec incipiam vos definire Zayn," i said with distaste. "Please speak english!" Louis said.
"I heard her say my name. What did she say about me?!" Zayn said. I sneered, "If you knew your big ego would be destroyed." Of coarse i said it in Latin. Thank you interest in Rome!
"Niall don't you know what she's saying?! Latin-american is spanish! So you know latin!" Louis said. "Uh ah this is Latin latin not spanish latin. I can't translate," Niall said. I smirked. They continued fussing over my latin. "Will you please shut up so i will know why you kidnapped me so i can explain to the police when i call them and press a restraining order on you 5?!" i yelled.
That shut everyone up.
"Well Hannah," Simon said. "In one word for an explanation....Inspiration," Simon said with a small smile. "Inspiration? Da fuck?! The only thing i'll inspire is a hate war. Haters unite!" i wanted to scream but stayed silent.
"I see your confusion. Well you see Hannah the boys and their song writers have been low on creativity lately and we decided some excitment would be glorious for inspiration! So here you are," he said as if it made perfect sense.
Simon cowel. My respect for you has vanished. "And your parents and friends have been informed and are being payed to be quiet about this. Infact your parents signed all of the papers," Simon said. "You're lying!" i snapped.
Amusment flickered on his eyes as if my anger was interesting. "Why would i lie to you in a situation like this?" he asked. I tried to make a comeback but couldn't. "You shall stay at the studio and do as the boys ask. Or else...well there are certain points in the contract your parents signed that your actions would voilate. Do not try to run out of the building. The doors are locked-" "So how will you and the boys get out?" i snapped.
Simon chuckled and stayed silent. He wasn't going to tell me so i wouldn't know how to escape. That sly little bast- "So i'm some kind of slave here?" i asked. Simon looked at me with disappointment.
"No, no, just a meir muse," he said in his stupid English accent. Sounding all pish and posh. "A meir muse you say? Well i demand to be let bloody go!" i said mocking his english accent.He shook his head. "Well then how long do i have to stay here and what's keeping me from pressing charges once i get out?" i asked.
Simon smiled as if the thought intrieged and amused him. "A few months perhaps, or until we have a good album on our hands. And we will pay you for your help not to press charges," he said. "I can't be bribed!" i hissed.
"Didn't you get denied for college and a scholarship to The university of Texas Hannah?" Simon asked. "How did yo-" "I can get you in. Pull a few strings. You can move in with your life if you don't press charges," Simon said. I stopped. He grinned knowing he'd gotten me. It was all true. I never got accepted into college. Or the scholarship i desperately needed.
"All of your clothes have been transported here, and any other needs just ask the boys. Now i must get moving i have a board meeting," Simon said leaving. "Goodbye," he said as if him telling me the worst news in my life haddn't just happened. I stared at the boys. "So now you're silent huh? Well fuck you. Man i gotta waz!" i said switching from english to Latin. "Well now that Simon has explained everything speak english! And remember you have to do what we say!" Louis said full of sass.
"Well fine. I hate you! You've ruined my life! Is that clearer for you Lewis? Huh? Now i gotta waz!" i said. They stood there looking at the ground. I got up ripping the duct tape. They looked at me surprised. I tore off the duct tape. I was still in my clothes from the concert (thank god). "I'll just find the bathroom myself!" i said as i walked into the hallway leaving them in silence.
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This was intense guise. But shout out to google translate for all your help here! And do you think Hannah's gonna stop potatin? Yes? No? Maybe Joe? I Rhyme. It's a crime. Like jelly bean and lime.
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