Ally Brooke Hernandez, the mother to the girls of Fifth Harmony and the little ball of sunshine to everyone around her. Her life is not all that it seems though, don't let the media fool you.
Y/N, an eighteen year old living a regular life and just...
Y/N tenses up as she reads the note. I immediately place my free hand on hers, calming her down.
"Relax babe, deep breaths. I rather be with you any day than that fuckboy. There's no need to worry, alright?" I say, and she nods inhaling deep breaths. I slowly retract my hand to which she gives a quick kiss. I giggle as I put my hand back on the steering wheel, refocusing on driving. We let Dinah chose the songs for the journey, and can you guess what she played? You got it, Beyonce. Lauren, Mila, Y/N, and I groaned as Mani and her twerked to every song that came on. I pull on to the Queen Elizabeth Highway, expecting to remain there for the next forty minutes. As soon as I enter traffic though, two cars, one on either side of us, box us in, and force us off the highway. The girls have terrified expressions on their faces, and I don't blame them. Despite trying to escape, I couldn't, they always had us covered. Defeated, we follow the cars to an abandoned bridge.
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I recognize the fuckboy from earlier emerge from one of the cars with a smirk on his face.
Y/N's POV
The guy from earlier walks over smugly towards our car, more specifically to the driver's side.
"Come on out, babygirl. Let's have some fun!" He calls out. I pull Ally close to me, shielding her.
"I believe her definition of fun is very different than yours!" I retort. He snorts, and tugs on the door handle, but it's locked. Our eyes connect, and he motions for me unlock the door. I don't budge. Four other men come up from behind him, arms crossed, one them handing him what looked like a tire iron. He uses it to smash the driver side window, before reaching in and unlocking all the doors. He forcefully drags Ally away from me as I watch on, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"ALLY!" I wail. Two of his men also drag me out of the car, making sure to keep the two of us separate. The other four are pulled out and held by the remaining men, who pin us to their cars.
"Oooooh, look at these two beauties!" One says, pointing to Mila and Lolo.
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"And what about that chocolate ass of hers?" Another says, motioning to Mani.
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