A Summer to Remember

Kidnapped

Justin's pov: me and yn sat at the table and talked for an hour straight. We could talk forever but a knock at the door interrupted us. "Stay here. I'll get it." Yn said, placing her hand on my shoulder. I nodded. She walked out of the kitchen and opened the front door. "Hel-" I could here her say before there was silence. The silence lasted too long. "Yn?" I called for her. No answer. I walked out of the kitchen to see the door wide open. "Yn? Are you there?" I ran out the door to find her when a black van pulling out grabbed my attention. "YN!!!" I screamed as I ran behind the van. She was banging on the back window. Then she worded 'I love you' with her lips. "I will save you!" I screamed, stopping running. I quickly examined the license plate number and pulled out my phone. *911 what is your emergency?* "my fiancé just got kidnapped!" I screamed through the phone.*please hold* "HOLD? MY FIANCÉ JUST GOT KIDNAPPED IN FRONT OF MY GOD DAMN EYES!" I yelled, realizing that I was already on hold. *help is on the way* the voice said and then they hung up. I ran back to the house and sat on the front steps. I couldn't help but to cry. Yn just got kidnapped.... That just happened. Oh my god. OH MY GOD! She is pregnant! If they hurt her or the baby.... They're going to get a piece of me. A siren roared from around the corner and I immediately stood up and wiped my tears. A police car pulled up to my driveway and an officer got out and started walking towards me. "What happened here mr. Bieber?" Asked the officer. "Yn! My fiancé. She answered the door when someone knocked ad next thing I know she is in the back of a van." I explained. "And where were you when this happened?" "I was in the kitchen. She said shed answer but then it was too quiet so I went to see and the door was wide open. When I got outside she was in the back of the van driving away." "Did you get the license plate number?" He asked me getting out his pen and scratch pad. "Yeah!" I exclaimed, "(random #)" he wrote it down and then asked me questions about her looks. "Does she have her phone?" The officer asked. I thought for a second. She does! Doesn't she? Wait a second.... The where's my iPhone app! It can track her! "Wait a second!" I said, grabbing out my phone from my back pocket. I opened the app and went to her iPhone. The little pin point was moving! "Here she is! Follow it!" I pointed at my screen. "Get in!" The police officer shouted as we ran to his car. I hopped in the passenger seat and we sped, following where yn is going. 30 minutes went by and we are still going.... "there they are!" The officer pointed to the side of the road. The van had a flat tire. We pulled over and I ran out of the car. "YN!!!" I screamed. "Yn?" Oh no.