Taken

Chapter 3

I can't beleive it guys.... up to chappy 3 already? whaaaaat? ;) happy reading <3

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Chapter 3

When I wake up in the morning it's to Louis screaming. What the? I open my eyes to him running straight at me, throwing his phone on his bed on the way. Oh no. I think he might have seen the pictures.

He jumps on me and I scream. "I hate you I hate you I hate you!" He screams. "What do you mean? I couldn't deny the fans!" I shout, pushing him to the ground. I hear a loud 'thump' as he hits the floor, and start crack up laughing. Well, that woke me up!

I jump out of bed and skip through to the kitchen, grabbing the milk bottle and taking a swig. "Oi! We all have to drink out of that!" Says Harry, walking in and snatching the milk off of me. I pout, and then walk into the lounge, putting a childrens show on. I atually watch them all the time. Seriously, they are so educational!

After an episode of Regular Show, I go and get changed into some high waist shorts, a crop top and some red high top chucks. Then I sort out the disgusting mess that is my hair. I brush out the knots (painfully) and then put it up in a high ponytail, and straighten the ponytail, getting rid of the fizzball I had earlier.

When I have finished all of that, Paul said that we are going to be stopping at a hotel for a week, while the boys do their first couple of shows.

I grab all my bags and then we head into the flash hotel. We get a hotel room that fits us all, and it's one of those master room thingys, that are H U G E! I run to one room, that has a king bed, and silky covers. SILK! I jump on the bed. Ahhhh, i'm in heaven.

Then Zayn come along, and jumps on the bed with me.

"Umm... what are you doing?" I ask.

"There are no more beds so i'm sharing with you!" Says Zayn.

"Ugh. Okay," I say, smiling at him.

We all unpack and then decide that we want to go to the beach. Niall grabs his guitar and we walk down to the beach, taking a lighter and some marshmallows. 

When we get there the sun is setting so we gather up some sticks to make a fire and also some logs to sit on. We crank up the fire and roast our marshmellows. I like burning them on the outside, so that they are nice and warm and gooey inside.

After our marshmellows, Niall plays some songs on his guitar, and the guys sing along. Man they have good voices!

'your hand fits in mine like its made just for me,

but bear this in mind it was meant to be,

and im joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeck,

and it all makes sense to me.

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile,

you've never loved your stomach or your thighs,

the dimples in your back at the of your spine,

but I love them endlessly.'

They sing amazingly and in harmony.

Then Harry points to me and says;

"You sing the chorus, Emma" and I shake my head furiously. No way.

"Come on, please?" Asks Zayn. I sigh I nod my head. Niall carries on playing, and I sing the chorus.

'and I wont let these little things slip out of my mouth,

but if I do, its you, oh its you, they add up too.