Shawn Mendes Imagines

Kidnapped (Part 3)

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Shawn's POV

I went to the one place I knew I would find answers.

I got out of my car and ran up to the steps. I didn't bother knocking on the door. I barged in.

Aaron, was on the couch, watching some movie and eating popcorn. He glanced over.

"Oh hey Cameron what's up bro, I didn't know-"

"Y/N was kidnapped," I cut him off. He looks a second.

"Wait what? Are you being serious?"

"Do you think I would joke about this Aaron!"

"Yes,"

"I'm not now help me before I bust your face in!" Aaron, who has been one of my best friends for a while, looked shocked at me. But understood the intensity of the situation.

"Do you know by who or when she got kidnapped. I need a story," Aaron said.

"She was coming home from work. And then I realized she really was talking long. I called her a couple times. Then I got a call. This guy, wants 10,000 dollars Aaron. 10,000. He said he was going to kill her if he didn't get it in a day," I said. The words were rotten in my mouth. Replaying in my head every second. The mans wicked voice. The girl I had come to loves screams. Thinking about what might have happened to her already brings chills up my spine and makes me want to puke.

"Wait he called you. From Y/N's phone?" He asked.

"Yes,"

"We can track it!" Aaron said.

"Oh my gosh this is why I come to you,"

We quickly got the software to track her phone. We put in her number. 739 Walters Rd (a/n fake road)

"Where is this?" I asked anxiously.

"Uh it looks to be maybe a hour way," Aaron said. "Country,"

"Okay well let's go. You are driving!" Aaron didn't bother to argue with me. I would've won anyways. We ran to my car. He started the engine and veered out of the driveway. I tapped my foot quickly to the radio to com keep from getting more scared, more anxious, more angry.

About 20 minutes in was the first word.

"What is the plan when we get there?" Aaron asked.

"I got guns in the trunk. But other than that I think it is wing it," I said. That made my stomach churn. I'm putting myself and Aaron in danger.

"You don't have to come in with me Aaron," I said.

"No Shawn. I do. She is probably my best friend after you. I mean you two are always around. I wouldn't ditch you I wouldn't ditch her," Aaron said. I gulped. Then nodded. Words couldn't come out of my mouth. My stomach and mind were both twisted. The question haunting me. What if it is too late? What if she is already dead?

A warehouse.

How original kidnapper. Take my girlfriend (wife in a year hopefully) to a warehouse.

Cue Liam Neeson or some superhero. Too bad I'm none of those. There were forests lines around the warehouse.

"Okay stay quiet. We don't go through the front. That's just stupid. We go in the back there has to be another way in," I was anxious to get in. Though everything told me to just call the police. But what would the police do? He would kill her the second he saw police. I know he would. We had to sneak in. Sneak in and get him down before he dare touches my girl. "I sure hope you have a good aim Aaron," I said and we silently walked against the wall of the warehouse to the back. There was a door. I glanced at Aaron and nodded. Then walked to the door and tried to open.

Locked. There was a broken window though a little to the left. And a trashcan. I gestured over to the can. And ran to the can. I tucked the gun into my jeans and climbed into the trash. I managed to get myself through the window without making too much noise. When I fell down. I noticed we were in a back room. Like a lounge in a factory maybe. There was a microwave, table, some beaten chairs, a broken TV and a wore down couch. Also had a little counter, which amazingly had a knife which I pocketed. Aaron got in with no struggle luckily also. We cocked our guns. And I silently prayed. Here go nothing.

A/N

So there will be two more parts. Wait to see what happens ;)