I realised that a lot of things in this story would go better with a different character, but still. I had to do it this way, because i wanted Ali to be stuck with the two idiots. Feel free to review my story! And, i make this up as i go along, so just bear with me.
Kendall's POV
Last thing i can remember was some guy climbing in through my window and asking me for an autograph. This would've seemed weird to anyone else, but to me it was normal. I took the pen out of his hand, and it sprayed me with something. Next thing i knew, my vision went blurry and i woke up here.
As soon as i woke up, i knew i wasn't at the palm woods anymore. I sat up and looked around. There was a mound of clothes in the corner. Or at least i thought it was a mound of clothes, until it started moving! I went over to it and turned it around. It turned out to be Logan. Well, at least one of my friends was here. "Psst!" i whispered in his ear. "Logan, wake up!" he moved a little bit, and then he murmured something in his sleep. I looked around the room for something to hit him with. All i saw was a faucet with a pail standing next to it. Since this was my only option, i went over to the faucet and filled up the pail and threw the water at Logan and yelled his name. He squealed like a girl, then said "I'm awake!" then he saw me. "What Kendall?" he said angrily.
So i told him our little situation. "So where are we then?" he asked. "I don't know." I said, as i stood up and looked out of the window. "On second thought, i do know where we are." I said, as i continued to look at the sights. I could see big Ben and the houses of parliament, and it dawned on me. We were in an apartment in London. But how? Logan stood up next to me. "That's impossible!" he said, stating the obvious as usual. "How long were we out for?" we both looked at each other.
How comes i hadn't thought to check whether the door was locked or not? Well, it was. And Logan was not coping very well with that. He started hitting the door with the pail and screaming help. That definatly proved i was the mature one. Just, then, the door unlocked itself, and the handle started to turn. His strange method actually worked?
Ali's POV
o.k., after finally proving to Katie that i was the new girl in BTR, i then had the daunting task of breaking the news to Mrs Knight. She didn't take it very well. To say the least. "Call the cops!" she yelled, running towards the phone. I looked at the letter again for some reason, and i saw something i hadn't seen before. "NO!" i yelled, as i grabbed the phone and slammed it down. Both of them gave me a look like i was crazy. "It says here that if we call the police, they'll shoot them." Both of their eyes widened. "So what do we do?" they both asked at the same time. "We have to do as it says. We're going to London."
Carlos' POV
Me and James were the first ones at the airport for once. This was actually quite worrying, because James had spent two hours on his hair this morning. After what seemed like forever spent listening to James talking to his mirror, and being attacked by fans with pens, Ali finally showed. But she had Kendall's mom and sister with her. That wasn't a good sign. She ran up to us, and told us that Kendall and Logan had been kidnapped and taken to London. I decided that we really needed to catch this flight now.
By the time the flight had finished, i was beginning to wonder what this 'London eye' that Ali kept on mentioning. But, when we got there i realised. It was the huge wheel next to the river! We'd decided that it was safer for all of us if we left Kendall's mom and sister in the hotel room. I asked Ali what time it was, and she said it was 11:59pm. Well, at least it was too late at night for teenage girls to be wandering around, so we didn't get asked for many autographs.
Kendall's POV
When the door opened, the person who opened it was a teenage girl. (Surprise, surprise!) "Well, you're awake are you?"She said in a British accent. "What do you want with us?" said Logan, who was being surprisingly brave for some reason today. "Ah, well it would be pointless if i told you. Because you can't give me what i want until the others are back." She looked at me, then at Logan. "But until then, i get to do what i want with you." I don't know about Logan, but i didn't like the sound of that.
I can't really explain what happened in the next few minutes. But put it this way, I'm kinda glad that she made Logan go first.
Ali's POV
"Five minutes late." Announced James. "Typical British people." I scowled at him and elbowed him. "Ow!" he yelped as he jumped back. "What? ...oh right." I knew he was just doing that to annoy me, so i let it go. A few minutes later, a figure appeared in front of us. He tapped Carlos on the shoulder, who apparently didn't see him as he squealed like a girl. "It's about time!" i said. "I've been standing here for ages' listening to those two idiots arguing about god knows what since midnight, when you were supposed to be here!" they both looked at me, hurt. "o.k., i have a few plans for you guys, (and Ali.) But first," he unzipped a bag, that i swear wasn't there before. And he took out a DVD player. "I think you'll want to see your friends first." He turned it on, and i saw a very surprised looking Logan tied up in the corner, Kendal was in the other corner with a very scary looking girl closing in on him. The guy closed the DVD player. "Convinced?" he said proudly. "o.k, fine." I said sadly. "What do you want us to do?" he seemed to be thinking now, and we had to try to hold Carlos back from ripping him to shreds. "I've got it!" he yelled suddenly, making us all jump. "You three have to... get the other two, and do your own private concert for my little girl, and give her autographs, and you have to give her a place on your tour bus around London, and one of you (preferably not ali.)Has to date her." he said. He doesn't half want much does he? "Do we have a deal?" i looked at the other two, who nodded. "deal." I said.
'What a dump.' I thought, as i stepped into the rubbish infested house. I looked back at James and Carlos. James looked like he was about to pass out, and Carlos seemed to love it here.
