Chapter 1: I Wanna Be Your Slave

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 Chapter 1: I Wanna Be Your Slave

So something I forgot to mention is this story will take place in New York. Kara is originally from London and will have moved to New York not only to kidnap Joey but she will have a job at a record store too. Also as the story goes on, Joey will have already been kidnapped about a week as of the first chapter. This will be based also in 1998 too. So yes the boys have been separated for 4 years but his first phone call will be to Jordan.

Kara's POV:

America, once part of England and now a country of its own, was known as the land of opportunity. And it still is technically, just it depends on the opportunity you have in mind and that the opportunity is of the legal kind. Although I have no room to talk. As you're reading this someone we all know and love, and I know I love him too, has gone missing. His name: Joseph Mulrey McIntyre. A member of a once prominent boy band called New Kids on The Block, but went solo once they broke up. I've met Joey a few times over in London and I could have sworn I felt sparks between him and I.

Now I'm not sure if he feels the same about me. Kind of has me curious. Just like I wonder if his former bandmates have noticed he's not out there making music. Last I saw before he went "missing " , he was on the phone with one of them.

Joey's POV:

One week or at least that's how long I think it has been. That's how long ago it has been since I talked to anyone. Well technically anyone who would talk to me back that is. Everytime I hear a door open I yell "Hello?!" and I don't get an answer back. Last time I talked to someone it was Jordan just to check on him. I don't even know if I'm the only one here or not. I think I see someone when I look towards the door, but I'm not sure if it's an actual person or a ghost.

I just hope whoever it is that did this has a conscience to do the right thing and let me go. I was supposed to be in the studio this week and have no way of letting them know either. Whoever did this, didn't leave me a way to communicate, since they took my cell phone when they captured me. I just hope that nobody went after the other boys.

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