Kidnapped By One Direction by Crasanda (10 best novels of all time txt) 📕

her skateboard against her leg and rang the doorbell. I could tell that it took a lot of bravery from her to ring the doorbell. Dean opened the door. He grinned from ear to ear when he saw us. He was permanently the school king now. "Hellllooooooooo." he said smiling and showing his pearly white teeth. Nat smiled and then went back to her serious expression. I knew it was my turn to do the talking. "Hey," I said. "Came to join us for the party?" he asked. "Baby, who is it?" said a girl's voice in the background. It was one of the CIS members. "Oh. It's them." the girl put a sour look on her face. "Trish. Natalie." she greeted us. Natalie shook her head again wearily. "What's your name again?" asked Nat suddenly bored again. "Sidney." growled the girl. "Whatever. I'm outta here." shrugged Natalie. She looked at me. "You can stay if you want. I don't mind". I hesitated and started after her but Dean caught my arm. "She said she doesn't mind." he said. I sighed. I had to choose some place and I was finally at Dean's doorstep. I........ *****read next chapter to find out her choice!*********
Nat's Big Surprise

chose to go to Dean's party. I knew I shouldn't have but I was just so desperate to go to it, and when Nat said she doesn't mind if I go, then what's the big prob? So I let Dean drag me in to his party, then into his arms, then onto his bed........
Trish: Okay. So now that's the only part I know in detail. It's up to you now, Nat! Don't fail me!
Nat: Okaaaayyyyy, but you never told me that you slept with him.
Trish: I admit it now, I slept with him, what's the big prob?
Nat: Didn't you get hurt or anything?
Trish: No. Actually, it was kinda fun. That guy really knows his moves.
Nat: So you've officially lost your v-card?
Trish: Twice actually.
Nat: WHAT! You slept with two guys?!
Trish: Nop. Slept with him twice.
Nat: When?!
Trish: the day when you were gone on a date with-
Nat: Don't say his name!
Trish: Why not?
Nat: I don't want my heart to skip a beat. It starts to hurt after a while....
Trish: Awwwwwww!
Nat: So are you dating Dean?
Trish: Yep.
Nat: But I haven't seen you guys holding hands or anything.
Trish: That's because school was over when you came back remember?
Nat: Oh yeah!
ring, ring, ring!
Nat: Who is it?
Trish: It's Dean. Listen I'll be right back. You keep on telling the story! Good Luck!
Nat: He's probably pregnant and breaking the news to her.

NAT POV
I skated down the road towards the arcade. I had a twenty dollar bill. It could last me the whole night if I'm lucky. I was kinda sad that Trish decided to go to the party. But that's alright. Everyone needed a break from their friends. I skated down the sidewalk when my axle wiggled. I stopped suddenly, causing myself to stumble. I stepped onto my skateboard and it flung up into my hands. I picked it up to examine the axle. When I tugged on it, it wiggled. My axle was loose. If I went riding on this into town, and my axle fooled me, it would make me look like a poser. And I am not a poser. It was going to take me another hour to reach town. And it was dark outside. The odds were in my favour. I started to walk slowly down the sidewalk. Everyone was probably gone to Dean or J.J's parties. I had no other choice to walk back home. There was a shortcut through the woods but I wasn't going to take it. I wasn't scared or anything. I just knew better than to go through the woods at night like other stupid teenagers. A pain shot up in my wisdom tooth. "Owwwwwwwwwww." I gripped my jaw. I was having another one of my major toothaches. I kneeled onto the ground. "Ow! Ow! Ow!" it was starting to kill me. *****comment if you've ever had major toothaches****** I thought I heard footsteps. I opened one of my eyes and looked up. I saw huge black, shiny shoes in front of me. I fell back and opened both of my eyes. It was a bodyguard. I looked around. There wasn't any limo around or any car. "Am I on private property?" I asked crab walking backwards. I bumped into something hard. I looked up to see another buff bodyguard. I stood up and I stepped on my skateboard and it flung up into my hand. Now four bodyguards were surrounding me from every corner. I totally forgot about my toothache. A bodyguard reached for me. I flung my skateboard at him. It him hard. He didn't even wince. My eyes widened. He reached for my skateboard in my hand. I kicked him in the place where the sun doesn't shine and he fell down. The others reached for me but I was running away quickly and I had a strong grip on my skateboard. I ran two miles into a new neighborhood where I've never been before. When I was sure they stopped following me, I stopped slowly looking around making sure that I wasn't being followed. I hugged my skateboard close to my chest. "I'm happy that you're okay!" I whispered to it. I loved my skateboard. The range rover on the side of the road lit to life. And you could never guess who was in it.

Baby, It's Cold Outside!

The four guys I was running from. They grinned except for the one who I kicked. He was mad. He was really, really, mad. He was so mad that- okay I think that's enough. I remembered I had my iPhone with me. I knew I should've used it earlier but c'mon! Everyone has some epic failure in them. I quickly unlocked it and started typing in Trish's number. I started running when I noticed that the four guys were opening the doors of the range rover. I called my mom but nobody picked up. I bumped into somebody. My vision was wobbly but I tried to make out the face. He had brown hair, dimples- curly brown hair and greenish blue eyes? Blue eyes I think? And then I fell into his arms.

I woke up shivering. My legs were really cold. My friggin' legs were really tired too. My bed wasn't as comfy as usual and my alarm clock didn't go off this morning. My horrible dream was so realistic- I could literally feel the pain and tiredness from it. My head throbbed and my eyes failed to open. I tried to feel Harbor, my dog around my feet but he wasn't there. Then, I remembered, he was at the animal hospital. I should be there right now. I stretched my legs slowly as pain shot up my legs. "Well, well, well. The princess is finally awake." said a Irish- British boy voice. I sat up shivering and rubbing my eyes to get used to the dim lighting in the room. Or should I use the word... I got nothing.

When my eyesight adjusted, I could make out two guys standing in front of me on the other side of the room. "Hmmm," said one of the boys. I still couldn't see who they were. The light lamp thingy was above my head and it didn't shine light all the way over to where they were standing.
"Where's Harry?" asked the Irish British voice to the other British voice. "I don't know. I thought Louis and Liam were gone to get them." responded the British voice. I swear I had heard their voices before. And the names Louis, Liam and Harry...... were these guys One Direction wannabes?
"I swear they were supposed to be here ten minutes ago!" said the Irish voice.
"Why does it matter?" said the British voice.
"It just ruined our entrance! You know in those movies where the bad guys are standing in the shadows and the girl tries to make out the faces but-" a door slamming cut of the Irish voice.
I heard heavy steps on stairs and then two figures appeared carrying a body. "WHY THE HELL ISN'T HARRY AWAKE YET?!" ask- shouted the British voice.
"Well, why don't you just ask him, Zayn?" said another, a bit higher pitched voice.
Okay, seriously. I had never seen such obsessed 1D guy fans before. Might as well take their pictures. But my phone wasn't in my pocket.
"WAKE UP HARRY!" shouted the so-called Zayn voice. It really sounded like him. And I thought he was the quiet guy of the band. Guess I was wrong. The so called Harry groaned and then shifted onto his side, then onto his other side, then eventually sitting up.
"Heyyyyyyy, who turned the lights off? I had them on when I went to sleep." said "Harry" sleepily. He yawned.
"You're late." they all said in unison. Well, except for poor "Harry". They really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really sounded like the actual One Direction. A thought buzzed by my head but I quickly mentally swatted the idea away. Was it actually One Direction?
"Harry" stood up lazily and they all noticed I was staring at them. Harry was facing the other way. "What? What are we looking at?" he asked confused looking from side to side.
One of the guys beside "Harry" turned him around. "OH! Hello there! Remember me? I'm the one who caught you when you fainted!" 'Harry' walked into the lighted area.
"HARRY! NO!" before the guys could stop him, Harry walked up all the way in front of me. The face that I saw horrified me. Well, more like shocked me to hell. Yea. I think I'm going to hell instead of heaven. Don't take me wrong- I don't pray for "him" or anything it's