I shivered as I stepped outside my home into the deadly night. I almost tripped from the curb of the pavement.
Calm down, Andrea. Calm down. But who wouldn't be?
I was going to head quarters of kidnappers at night.
I scolded myself for not changing my clothes. I was still wearing cotton shorts and a top. Yes. I was wearing these in a chilly night like today's. And yeah. I am lazy.
Shit.
I forgot to wear my watch. I didn't take a second to decide whether I should go back and get it. I never leave home without wearing a wrist-watch. Actually, I secretly consider this as my secret charm or something.
I feel guilty that I had to lie to my mom about this. I wish I could tell her that I am not going to Anne's house. I shuddered as a group of bats flew past me screeching. After what seemed like hours (seeing I was taking baby steps), I stood outside Anne's house. Anne was already outside waiting.
Just then, a red coloured car stopped in front of her drive-way. Rolls Royes Motors's Dawn. Beauty. It was Finnick's car.
As I was admiring the car, I noticed Tessy also coming hurriedly. I stepped forward to grab the handle of the front seat door but it seems like Anne also had the same plans. We just stood there in an awkward silence. Finnick came to my rescue."Umm..I think you should call your parents and tell you are extending your sleep-over because...just make something up,okay?"
I raised my eye brows at this.
Finnick hesistantly said,"It just might be we are not back till tomorrow..uh..we might get caught or something. You don't want your parents worrying about you, do you?"
He was really giving us all goose-bumps by saying this.
I turned my face to look at Anne."Anne, can you call our parents and tell them this. And ask your parents too."
Her grip on the handle loosened and she nodded in agreement.
She quickly hurried to call and after ten minutes, I was sitting in the front seat beside Finnick who was of course driving.
The song '22' by Taylor Swift was playing in the car.
It seems like a perfect night
To dress up like hipsters
And make fun of our exes
Uh uh..It seems like a perfect night
For breakfast at midnight
To fall in love with strangers
Uh uh..I sang this amazing song along with Anne who was equally happy to hear this song at this time. But yeah, I was also like I-wish-we-could-have-such-a-night but my luck has always been rotten and I was stuck with this kidnapping issue. I very well knew my night won't be half as good as Taylor's.
It was quarter passed twelve when our car pulled itself to stop in front of a big low-roofed building. Surrounding it was a garden with grown out grass. The building was old and untidy. Just the perfect place for kidnappers' hiding den.
We all got out nervously and stood out gazing, not knowing how to proceed. Finnick stepped forward and we all started following him. The door of the building was surprisingly broken. It was just temporarily held in position but it was no big deal for us. We all easily managed to enter the building.
Finnick kept his finger on his lips as turned behind to face us as we all were walking in a queue.
The inside of the building was uncannily quiet and dark. There were rooms inside the building. Seven or eight I think. Harris is in one of these rooms. Alone or guarded. With one look at each other, we all turned the door-knob of the doors. Each one of us was trying frantically to find an unlocked door but all in vain. Two doors were only left now.
Suddenly the lights flashed on.
We all froze in our positions.
"Hahaha..So you people had other plans, huh?T o rescue your friend and get us caught? Now you are in danger, dear!" came the roaring voice.
Shakingly, I turned to see the man. He was thirty something and wore worn out clothes. His hairs were brown and an unclean mess. He wore a crooked smile on his face.
"Quick. Put them in that room. And hand-cuff them."
Without wasting a second, the other masked man followed his order and hand-cuffed us.
We were taken in the last corner-most door. I saw Tessy on the verge of crying and Anne was too about to break down any moment. Seeing Finnick calm was the only reason I found strength in myself. We were pushed against the wall of the room like animals.
Click.
The door was locked from outside.
Finnick confidently said, "Guys, don't worry. We will be fine, okay?"
We all nodded and tried to smile but it was hard to do that when we were in such a situation. We could be held by them for ages. They could kill us any moment.
But I was too tired to think of anything else. I kept my head on Finnick's shoulder and fell to sleep.
I just desperately wished that this was all a big bad dream.
But boy, I was wrong.
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Being a Hollywood Actor's Girlfriend
Teen FictionSeventeen year old Andrea has shifted from UK to US. Her world turns magical when she and Finnick, a nineteen year old Hollywood actor get together. All's fine till they get involved in something which turns out to be the turning point of her life...