Kidnapped To Enamor (2D x Reader)

4 Years

        "M-Muddz?" Stuart questions carefully.

    "What." Murdoc replies rather harshly.

     "A'yew still angry?" The singer shakily asks.
   
      "Course, but wanna know how ya could make it up to me?"

      Stuart nods impatiently with a twinkle in his eye. "Yea!"
  
       "Get me a good singer for when we leave for paradise." He smirks.

       "Y-yew mean like... Kidnapping??" The bluenette questions un-comfortably.

      "Exactly. Now go." Murdoc chuckles shooing the boy away.

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"Geez.... Why do we always need ta do things da illegal way?... Who am I gonna kidnap anyways? I don't know any singeh's around here. I guess I'd want somebody who seems sweet, so I can make a new friend. I assume Murdoc is wanting a lady singeh too..."

The singer thought as he walked down the street, kicking some lightly wetted rocks down the sheet of water laying across the cement.

The man turns another corner before realizing his new plan. It's been 4 years but...

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YOUR POV

      "Alright, just do it (Y/n)! You got this!" I look into the dark hallway, leading to my room. I ready my stance, turning off the light behind me. I take a sprint down the dark, eerie hallway, making it to my room quickly.

My heart pounded as my fingers failed to find the light switch to my room. Fumbling around, more anxious than ever, I turn on the light quickly and look around carefully.

  "Alright. Nothing under the bed?..... Check! Nothing in the closet?..... Hm check! Nothing out the window?.... Ah who am I kidding. I ain't looking out the window any time soon at night!"

I lay in bed and sigh happily. My eyes begin to close before I realized the bright light ahead of me. "Damn the light..." Sighing I pull myself out of bed, ready myself to turn it off and Sprint back to bed.

I quickly turn the light off, hop in my bed and pull the covers over me.

"Nice one (Y/n), defiantly shouldn't have watched that horror movie so late at night... Alone...."

Knock knock knock

My heart stopped once again. "Who the hell is here at 2 am?!"

I tip toe from my room, and slither my way to the living room. I peek outside to the cold, dark, wet evening to the door. There appeared to be no one. Unlocking my door I pull the heavy thing out of the way.

I peer outside once more before un-locking the screen door. Opening that door as well I stick my head out the frame and sigh in relief.

"Hey!"

"Ahhhh!! Please don't kill me!"

  I hear a familiar chuckle. "Why would I do that?"

    "Stuart?...." I smile and give him a quick friendly hug. "I missed you! It's been... Uh.... A while.... Oh my gosh it's been 4 years hasn't it?!  What are you doing here?"

      "Well actually uh.,, it's a surprise..." He states. He seemed a bit worried, as if he was hiding something as well.

     "So if you could turn around close your eyes." He smiles, though it didn't seem too pleasant.

    "U-Uhm.... I wouldn't feel comfortable doing that..." I step back slightly.

     "It's ok! I won't hurt yew! We are friends right?" He smiles a bit more genuinely.

    I nod and do as he said. Turning around and closing my eyes. I feel his hands snake around my waist, I shiver in delight as he tugs on my sleeves, bringing my arms back.  I questioned it slightly. Should I really be trusting someone I just met?... I don't really know him and sure he is in a band, he must be harmless. He is so sweet and it can't be anything bad...

Once my arms were behind my back he let out a shaky sigh. Suddenly I felt cool metal touch my wrists with a locking my sound.

"H-handcuffs? S-Stuart? What are you-" I began to breath heavily.

"I'm sorry (Y/n)...." He places a fabric bag over my head and ties it lightly. "N-no wait Stuart please, you don't have to do this! Please let me go!!"

I thrashed around more, though his oddly strong arms locked me in place. He took the bag from my head. Just as I was about to thank him he pulled out a roll of duck tape. I saw some hurt in his eyes, but I'm not too sure. My eyes were clouded in anger.

"Please!" Was the last thing I could say before he wrapped the tape onto my mouth. I frown at him an shook more. He placed he bag on my head and I felt myself being placed in a car of some sort.

I let a small tear escape. I can't be getting kidnapped by 2D can I?....