Chapter 7

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*ERICAS POV*

I felt the mans strong grip digging into my shoulder. It hurt so bad, no doubt I was going to have a bruise later on. I don't know how long we've been waking but it feels like ages! Suddenly the rain stops but I can still hear it. We must be under a roof. A couple more steps till I can sense that we are inside of a building.

But, the point is where am I anyways? They guide me around and I feel them as the throw me to the ground with great force. It hurt like crap! But all I could hear was a million voices filling in my mind saying, "STAY STRONG!"

Like Emily, Dad, Mom, Kevin, and Zayn. Oh Zayn! Ever since this whole experience happened I always saw Zayn as this great pop star that was sort of a bad boy that sort of cheats on his past girlfriends. But thats sort of not true at all! He's so much more! I just can't describe it..

Then, I snapped out of my thoughts when the blindfold was pried off my face. My eyes sting and no doubt they were as red as the sun. I blinked a couple of times to get the moister out and stared at what was I front of me. The hotel manager? What the lemon aid monster rehab is going on here?!

"Hello Erica." He said in a strange voice. How does he know my name?

"Where's Kevin?" I gritted my teeth together.

"Feisty huh? Oh well, your brother is waiting for you right outside this door on the stage." I could feel my heart beat with anxiety.

"Let me see him!" I yelled scrambling off the ground and out into the stage. None of them stopped me surprisingly until I saw him. It was him, really him, Kevin, my brother.

"KEVIN!" I screamed in joy running as fast as I could towards him. Just then, something or someone came up behind Kevin and snatched him from me reach. I screamed as I got held back by one of the guys watching Kevin being helplessly strangled.

"Let go of him! Please, I beg you I will do anything!" I screamed louder tears streaming down my face. I kicked the guard in the shin but nothing seamed to work, I was completely useless. I watched Kevin struggling also and whimpering under the mans grasp. And yet, there wasn't anything I could do.

"I'll let him go under one condition." The manager smirked watching us as if he was monitoring everything that was happening. It discus's me.

"We will let your brother go if you agree to kidnap One Direction for us." I stopped struggling and my mind went blank. I couldn't process what he was saying. What?

"Why do you need them?" I questioned.

"It doesn't matter!" His voice raised echoing off the walls.

"I wanna know!" I spit, my blood pressure rising.

"You don't want this kid to be shoved off the stage so will you please now take my offer!" I didn't want to say yes but I had to save my brother. I swallowed hard and opened my mouth to say something but nothin would come out. All that happened next was a blur, then complete darkness. What happened?

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*HARRYS POV*

I didn't buy that gum just so I could chew it, well sort of. I bought that gum as a trap of my own and to tick Emily off. Haha!

"Ok, my plan is to go inside the concert and find the suspect. Once we've found whoever it is I'm going to chew all this gum and spit it all over the place so they'll get stuck in it! Tempting huh?" I smiled.

"That's the most stupidest idea I've ever herd of." Emily put her hands on he hips and did her (you have got to be kidding me) looks.

"Oh yeah, like you can come up with any better!" I shot back. Then, I knew I won.

"Ok, ok, lets just get out of this rain already." She suggested stepping under the roofing, I followed her. We both stood there for a couple seconds till she said, "Are we going in?" I totally forgot! With everything happening of course.

"Oh, yeah lets go." I stepped through the door. I can't believe I was just here two days ago. Preforming, having fun, living the life! Now I was here, sucking up the crappy weather in search for my band mate and some chicks brother I don't even know. But I have to admit the freedom was worth it. But I couldn't take it any longer. I stopped walking and pulled out my phone. 78 missed calls! WOAH!

"Harry, what are you doing!" Emily yelled yanking the phone from my hand.

"Calling the cops! Give me my phone!" I yelled back trying to grab the phone but Emily was hugging it tight.

"Ems! Please!" ... Did I really just give her a nickname? She stopped and stared at me confused.

"Did you just call me Ems?" I gulped, crap...!

"Give me the phone." I said stern trying to change the subject.

"Nope." She popped the p slipping my phone into her back pocket.

"You can't do that!"

"Oh yes I can! Don't you remember, I won the bet? There for I get the phone." I totally had forgotten all about that stupid bet. Hey, but what can I say? A bets a bet. No for real though I needed my phone.

"I'll give you some gum." I suggested starting to grab it out from my pocket.

"No."

"Auto graph?"

"No."

"Cash?"

"Not ah."

"Uh your so stubborn! You asked for it!" I charged at her and tackled her back outside and into a large mud puddle. She yelped hopeless laughing in the process. I sat on her back as she squirmed under me.

"I'm not going to touch your but, unless you want me to."

"Not in a million years! This is so unfair! Fine, what ever here's your stupid phone!" She pulled it out from her back pocket and handed it over to me. I put it in my pocket. Yes! Styles always wins! She still lied face down in the mud as if she were crying. Oh crap, did I actually hurt her? I ran over to her fast flipping her over in my arms and wiping the mud from her face.

Even though she looked like a mess right now, she kind of looked beautiful in a way. Oh my gosh! What am I saying? Just then Emily's eyes shot right open and she threw a handful of mud right on top of my face.

"Hahahahahahaha!!! Got cha!" She stood up laughing as she pointed fingers at me doing a little dance. I still sat there shocked. My senses came to me and I went up right up behind her throwing a glob of mud on top of her back. She jolted up turning around and smacked right into my face.

"OWE!" We both said at the same time. It was like the first time we met.

"Jinxs." She said rubbing her forehead. I did the same thinking about what she had said. Jinxs? What the bloody ketchup did that mean?

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HEY :D SO, WHATCHA THINK ABOUT EMILY & ZAYN? DID YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER? IM SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE, I ACCIDENTALLY DROPPED MY IPOD IN WATER. IM ABOUT THE CLUMSIEST PERSON YOU'LL EVER MEET! LOL HAVE ANY OF YOU GUYS TRYED GAY BACON? IT'S LIKE THESE AIR HEAD TYPE THINGS COATED IN SUGAR AND COME IN FANCY PACKAGES. OH WELL, IM RANDOM! GTG TTYL BYE! <3

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