Louis's P.O.V."let her go. She won't get past Harry."
Catherine's P.O.V.
It felt like I've been walking for miles nonstop. The girls are going to kill me when they see their dress. It's covered in grass stains and there's holes from the branches and bushes grazing me as I walk past them. I look down at my arms and legs and see many tiny cuts that bled slightly from sharp needle like bushes. My bare feet were even dirtier and they hurt each time I stepped down. I don't even want to see my hair and makeup.
Suddenly, I come across a parked camper. (The picture above)
I finally found someone!
I run to the door, pounding on it, but no one appears. I slowly twist the knob, not expecting it to open, but I walk in and when I look around there was no one there. The furniture and this person's belongings look up to date.
But it's not as clean. There's t-shirts on the floor and it smells like...cologne.
I turn around, and almost smack heads with a very handsome young man, who quickly covers my mouth with his giant hand.
He had black hair, tousled and he smelled like cigarettes. He wore a white shirt and long, black jeans with doc martins.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
He says with a low voice but he cracked a smile. I stayed still and he glanced at my torn dress.
"I'm Colin and who are you?"
He proceeds and takes his hand away from my mouth.
"Katie.."
I lie and his eyebrow raises.
"Well...Katie..I'm sure that you wouldn't mind me, doing this..."
Colin announces my name mysteriously and suddenly, he leans in and our lips collided. His two arms wrap around my waist, with my arms getting tucked under. He backs me up against the wall harshly. I could hardly move. His tongue began to get into my mouth and I move my head away fast. I try to get out of his grip.
"Aren't you a fierce one."
He states as he pulls away a little. I was able to loosen one hand out and I slap him hard. That had been my first kiss and it came from the lips of a stranger. There was a slight pause and he stared into my eyes dangerously, like he was going to try something.
"Don't you two look happy."
Someone says from a couple feet away in the open doorway of the camper. But Colin barely moved.
"Hello Harry."
He said sounding impatient and annoyed
"Hello Meredith, you're not fooling anyone."
The boy sharply says to me with a witty tone. When I look at his face, terror makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. It was him. He kidnapped me. But who is Meredith?
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