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

Niall's Room!!!

Louis's room!!!

Zayn's room!!!

Harry's Bedroom!

This is the other bedroom, the sixth one! Turn to the next chapter to keep reading!!!

Harry grinned at the sight of me awed. "There's more!" he said in a sing song voice, leading me down a narrow hallway to the right. He opened the door. I expected to see a closet but there was another flight of stairs. God! How many staircases were there in this mansion! This could be a fire hazard! I was lead up into a small but functional room. No matter how small the room was, this room was way better than mine. Above the bed, the photos changed. To the right, was a washroom and I could see an open closet without a door in the mirror. "I know it's small but we had very little space to make this room." explained Harry. That wasn't surprising. With the size of this house, I knew he wasn't lying. "This is your room." he said blushing. My eyes widened at his words. I looked behind me and peered in the washroom to see if anybody was there. "Are you talking to me?

" I asked. He silently nodded. If this room was mine.... I'm speechless. I know it's not the best but what the hell! It's amazing and I'd trade my room for this crap anytime! It was wwwwwaaaaaaay better than my room and awesome. I've always wanted my room in an attic. I used to think it was cool to live on the top floor while everyone lives on the bottom floor. "You're kidding me, right?" I asked again. It was hard to take in that this room was mine. My guts went silver. My brain went gold. No, not cold but yes, gold. My body became platinum. I felt like I was worth a million dollars! Okay, maybe I was overreacting but c'mon! This room was mine!!! I wasn't missing home a bit! My back was still sore from sleeping on the ground from yesterday. This bed looked so comfy, it hurt me not to go lay in it. "Oh and lemme show you your clothes." Harry stepped into the bathroom and pulled something out from the closet. It was a bag. "Um, Eleanor went shopping and she didn't know your size so she guessed and bought these for you." explained Harry. For a second, I forgot who Eleanor was and then I remembered she was Louis's girlfriend. He handed me the shopping bag and I took it without a word. "Um, thanks." I said to Harry controlling myself into not slamming the door and taking a cozy shower and then going to sleep. "Um, we still have twenty five minutes. You can take a bath and stuff. You can come downstairs when you're ready." Harry was blushing like crazy.
"Okay." Harry awkwardly stood there for a few moments and then left. I blew out a breath. Something moved on my left. I turned around to see someone mimicking me. It was mirror. I studied myself in the mirror. My hair wasn't a beehive this morning and I was happy about that. Imagining myself with messed up hair in front of One Direction totally ruined the image. I closed the washroom door and undressed. I stepped into the shower remembering that I only had twenty five minutes to get ready and twenty five minutes was like giving me five hours to get ready. Yeah, I'm a fast dresser.
After I washed my hair and stuff, I stumbled out of the shower. I spotted a spotless white towel on the hanger waiting to be used. I dried myself quickly and wrapped it around me. I peered into the bag that Harry gave me. There was a new toothbrush, some clothes, perfume, deodorant and new dc's. I smiled. Eleanor had taste. I quickly brushed my teeth and smiled in the mirror. I was satisfied with my teeth.

I pulled on the clothes and found a hair brush too. Wow. Eleanor was really prepared. I brushed my hair quickly but it took longer than usual since my hair was a bit scattered. I pulled on my beanie, my new socks and then my new shoes. I studied myself in the mirror for the first time since I can ever remember. Looking pretty in front of them, seemed....important for some reason. It just came naturally that I just had to look appealing. I picked up MY actual clothes and placed them into the hanger. I normally would've played a game of hanger ball instead of actually picking the clothes up and walking over to the hanger and putting them in. I was feeling... happy. Giddy is a more suitable feeling. I opened the door to find Harry, Liam, Niall, Zayn and Louis sprawled on my bed playing on their 3DS's. I could hear the mario music in the background. They all laughed at the same time and then stopped suddenly. They were all focused on their gaming devices. I bit my lip. I turned off the washroom light. Harry looked up at me and then paused his game which made the others grumble. "Sorry 'bout that. Um, you'll be seeing a lot of that- hey! I just remembered that we have a game on hold at the game store!" remembered Harry. "Hey guys! Thought I'd find you here!" said a feminine voice behind me. It was British like everyone else's. I turned around to find a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. Zayn jumped up. "Adra!" he cried. The woman looked at me and smiled. "You must be Natalie. I'm Adreesa. But everyone calls me Adra." Adra put out her hand for me to shake. I smiled at her and shook it gently. I've heard my dad say "Adra" before. You see, I'm greek. Then it hit me! Adra meant beauty in greek.
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Editing: me
Translation: me
Publication Date: 01-03-2013

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Dedication:
To One Direction