I woke up in an unfamiliar bed. My hands were cuffed to the headboard and my wrists felt raw. I had a pounding headache and I was really dizzy. When I finally opened my eyes there were five boys watching my every move. I shuddered at the thought of them watching me while I slept.

The boy closest to me had curly brown hair and green eyes. He made eye contact with me and smirked, showing off his dimples. The boy next to him smiled genuinely at me, and had a look of curiosity in his brown eyes. I slowly backed away as far as I could from the five boys. Finally, the green eyed boy spoke.

"Hello love, I'm Harry, Harry Styles" He smirked again.

"And 3,2,1" He muttered loud enough for everyone to hear.

Just as he said that something clicked. These were the boys that Amelia loved. What was their band name? Oh yeah! One Direction! Oh my gosh. One Direction has kidnapped me. Then I remembered all of their names.

Harry looked at me expectantly. What the hell was he looking at me for? Oh shit, he didn't look too happy.

"I asked you your name, and it would do you well to answer me." He harshly spat.

I moved back even more, still not answering. I was frozen so I just stared at him with pure fear. I was at his mercy and he could do anything to me.

Zayn looked at me for a second before he spoke.

"I think it's time to go over the rules, lads."

They all nodded in agreement. Until Liam spoke up.

"Rule one : Speak when spoken to.
Rule two : Do as we say
Rule three : Respect, for all of us no matter what
Rule four : No trying to escape, because we will catch you
Rule five : Always ask us when you would like to go somewhere
We own you now. You will follow these rules and whatever we say goes," He said seriously.

This would not end well ...