Chapter 2

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A/N: I'm gonna put the last sentence or two of the last chapter in the beginning of the new chapter. So like I'll put the last sentence of chapter one at the beginning of chapter 2 for a recap kinda thing. That doesn't really make sense but you should catch on after a while.
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...I feel a hand wrap around me and something go over my face...

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GET OFF OF ME YOU BASTARD!" I yell. They don't answer.

I get put into a car and they tie me onto the seat. It was really tight too, I could barely breathe.

"Um can you loosen this I can't really breathe." I attempt to say.

"Fine." They say, well, he says. I know it's a guy finally, I can tell by the way they speak.

He gets in the car and start driving. After about 10 minutes of silence I decide to say something.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Oh princess I can't tell you that."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Whatever I want to do baby girl."

I get a little nervous but shake it off. 15 minutes pass and I fall asleep.

I wake up when the car stops and he opens the door since my hands are tied and I'm stuck to the seat. I try to get a good look at his face but then I remember there was something over my head. Pretty dumb moment right there.

He pulls me out of the car and makes me stand up and start walking but I barely can. Soon I'm sitting in a chair in a somewhat empty room. I can tell by the echoes.

He takes the thing off of my head and I finally get a good look at him.

He was hot I must admit. His eyes were a greenish brown that glistened in the light and his jawline was shaped perfectly. You could see the muscles through his shirt. This guy had to be at least 25.

"Can I ask you something?" I ask.

"Sure." He says.

"How old are you?" I was really curious.

"18. Why."

"Seriously?!" I laugh. "You can't be 18 looking like that!" I say looking up and down his body.

"Thanks for the compliment." He says, then he winks. Fuck. That was hot.

"So...why me?" I ask.

"Don't you remember me?" He asks.

"I'm pretty sure I would remember someone that looks like you do." I say. It's true.

"Ethan... Ethan Dolan. We used to be best friends and in middle school I fell in love with you then you got a boyfriend and I was super jealous, so the anger built up after all these years and I decided to take you as my own." He says.

I remember him now. He looks nothing like he did in middle school but I remember everything he told me. About him being jealous. It's weird how much people change over the years.

"What do you mean as your own? We broke up 3 years ago.  You could've tried then. Plus how did you know where I was?" I ask.

"Twitter. Do you know how much you tweet about everything." He says. It's pretty true.

"Oh..." I say, looking to the side, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.

"So... Let's get things started." He says rubbing his hands together. Well fuck.

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