Can you blame me? Scirstie fanfic

Abduction

Scott's POV
"I..I feel like it's Jeremy.." She whispers, pursing her lips.

"Kirstie that's-"
I then get cut off by the sound of my phone letting out a "ding", letting me know that I've received a text.

"Think again." The text reads.

I show it to Kirstie and watch as her mouth gaps into an "O" shape.

"H-how can this person hear us?!" She asks, quivering in fear.

"I-I don't know Kirst.." I exclaim, trying to sound strong. I have to..for Kirstin. "But at least we know it isn't Jeremy."

"I guess so.." She says, biting her bottom lip.

"You look really sexy when you do that you know..." I say seductively.

"Mr.Hoying..I think you're crossing your boundaries." She replies playfully, pushing me down on the couch to straddle my hips.

She then leans in to kiss me. With every minute the kiss heats up. She grazes her tongue over my top lip, asking for entrance. I let a soft moan escape from my mouth. I then flip her over so she's underneath me making it easier for me to remove her shirt.

"Hey" she says, detaching her lips from mine, "you, have to go grocery shopping.." She explains, poking a finger at my chest, "and I have to do some house cleaning, silly."

"Okay," I say leaning close by her ear, "but later tonight...you're mine." I smirk.

Kirstie's POV
Scott's been gone for at least 30 minutes. I sweep the swiffer across the floor, jamming out to Can't sleep love on repeat.
After 15 minutes, I begin to feel a little nauseous. My gag reflex's get the better of me and I run to the closest bathroom and release a thick fluid from my mouth into the toilet.
It then later happens 3 more times
Wait..have I gotten my period yet?? Ugh! No..I'm not pregnant! I'm being ridiculous!!
I then make my way to the kitchen to grab an aspirin and water.
After I finish my glass of water, the doorbell rings...

Scott's POV
I drive slowly down mine and Kirstie's street as Beyoncé blasts through the car speakers.
I carry all the groceries in by hand to find the door unlocked.
Kirstie never left the door unlocked.
Worry and concern hits me like a big yellow bus when I walk in to find Olaf in a corner of the room, wincing and Kirstie nowhere to be found.
"Kirstie?!" I yell loudly.
Nothing
I get snapped out of my freak out when Olaf approaches me with a note in his mouth.

"Good boy." I smile, rubbing his head.

I read the note in fear

Dear, Scott
Boo-hoo..Your so-called Fiancé is paying the price for your pity..that's what you get when you play with fire, Scottland. If you think you might have a chance in getting her back..which you don't, then come to Westmoreland Drive 274. Be wise..don't jump out of the frying pan and into the fire, Scott-Kisses, AT

Oh..fuck..no. I screwed up bad..will I ever get her back?! I set the note on the counter and rested my elbows on the table when I notice Kirstie's engagement ring on the floor. It must've been thrown off when 'AT' had abducted he-
Wait...AT...Adam...Taylor.
Adam Taylor was the name of Kirstie's ex!
My 'invisible' eyebrows furrowed in confusion..wasn't Adam a nice guy?? No...he was just a good 'actor' when he needed to be.
I took all my thoughts (and Olaf) out the front door and turned the key in the ignition..I needed to get her back before it was too late..

'God dammit!' I thought to myself, 'Is a happy ending too good to be true?! '