Celebrity Oneshots

Kendall Jenner - Intruder

Kendall's POV:

"Bye girls, see you tomorrow".

"Ken aren't you going home?", Gigi asked.

"Yeah soon, Devins picking me up".

"See you soon Kendo", Bella said after a short hug and then they all left the dressing room. Our shoot lasted hours and it was around 9pm now, perhaps a little late to go out for a meal so maybe we could pick something up on the way home. That's if Devin ever gets here, I checked my phone again and nothing.

Suddenly outside the dressing room I could hear something being knocked down, it sounded like someone had torn down the backdrop and the tripods and cameras along with it. I could hear loud booming footsteps pacing around then they stopped for a second and suddenly they were coming towards my door. Out of fear and instinct I hopped off my chair and bolted for the door, and just seconds before they could reach the door and burst in I managed to twist the lock. 

An unfamiliar rough voice outside the door laughed and shouted maniacally and then he started to shake the door handle, desperate to force his way in. I didn't know what to do, there was no windows to climb out of and no one outside my dressing room seemed to be around to remove this crazy intruder. I retreated to the corner and drew my knees to my chest, feeling tears escape my eyes.

Without warning my phone began to ring, I jumped to answer it, thankful that the screen flashed the name of my boyfriend. 

"DEVIN, DEVIN WHERE ARE YOU PLEASE Y-"

"Hey Kendall so I can't come get you last minute plans I'm going out with the boys, get an uber or something okay and don't wait up I'll just go back to my place, okay bye".

"NO WAIT DEVIN PLEASE YOU HAVE TO GET ME, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THERES SO-"

The line went dead.

Once again I sat back feeling helpless, I scrolled through my contacts wondering who I could call with my remaining 14% battery as well. My own security team were accompanying my family who needed extras on their travels promoting their businesses. Kylie, Kourtney and my Mom were scattered around Europe, Kim and Khloe were away in another state with their kids. All my friends were busy too. I had no idea who to call and the knocking outside my door started again and I felt panic arising within me once again.

Then a name entered my head, one I'd tried to forget. I quickly scrolled through to see if I still had his number. And there it was, Y/N Y/L/N.

I hesitated but eventually decided to press the call button, and my heart lurched as the line connected.

A raspy voice answered from the other side, "Hello?"

"Hello..Y/N"

"Ken..?"

"I know we haven't talked in some months but I need your help, are you in LA?"

"Yeah what's up, whats the knocking sound is that you or is my line messed?".

"No that's my side that's why I need you".

Y/N's POV:

She explained to me very quickly that she needed picking up because there was a madman outside her door pretty much, who eventually would probably kick down the door and then do god knows what once he was inside. 

The panic in her voice didn't take long convincing me to get out of bed, I promised I'd be at the location she texted me as soon as I possibly could. I threw my phone down and quickly dressed in a t-shirt, cargos and picked any pair of Jordans off my shelf, then grabbed a jacket and my keys and headed out.