The Kidnapping Of Tom Holland (Wattys2019)

Chapter Four

A week in this hellhole and Tom was growing to hate the man who kidnapped him. He was constantly making advances towards him, making inappropriate remarks. Sometimes the guy would just flirt with him and other times he would say things that made Tom worry about what he would do to him.

For example, right now he was saying things that Tom really wished he wouldn't.

"Come on Tom, you would definitely love what I have to offer." The man said.

Tom ignored him.

"Just one fuck and you'll be begging for more." The man continued slowly making his way over to Tom, who was huddled in the corner of the room.

"Stay away from me." Tom said, moving away from him.

The man stopped in his tracks and groaned frustratedly. "You make me want to do things....fuck!"

Tom wasn't surprised when his kidnapper started for the door. He spoke up when the man was a foot or two from the door. "Who are you?"

The man froze and stood stockstill in the middle of the floor. Tom could tell he was tensed up and he wondered why.

"You really want to know?" The man questioned. Tom didn't answer but the man already knew the answer. The man turned around and removed his hood, revealing his face and Tom gasped in shock as his eyes widened.

The man standing in front of him was none other than one Gerald Gillum but you might know him by his stage name, G-Eazy.

Tom stared at him in complete shock, his mouth half open and his eyes filled with confusion that soon turned to anger. Tom snapped out of his shocked stupor and climbed to his feet, his fingers curling into fists.

"Gerald?!" Tom shouted. "What the fuck man?!"

Gerald stared at him, watching him closely. Half in amusement, half in curiosity.

Tom stormed towards him and before Gerald had time to react, Tom threw a hard right hook into his face following up with a lefty and Gerald staggered back, blood gushing from his nose that must be broken with how hard Tom hit him. In fact Tom's hands hurt from punching him.

"I can't believe you! You kidnapped me from my own home in the middle of the night all because you fucking like me?! You're a bloody rapper in the music industry for crying out loud!!"

Gerald was trying to contain his anger but Tom could tell that he was failing miserably but he really didn't care. He could not belive that this man kidnapped him. Out of all people though it had to be him, although it could be worse.

"I can't fucking believe you!" Tom shouted and threw another punch at him but this time Gerald was ready and he caught his fist, twisting his arm behind his back and slamming him against the wall by the door.

Tom grimaced when Gerald dug his knee in the small of his back. He tried to push off the wall using his one free arm but with one arm he was too weak. So Tom threw his head back, smashing into Gerald's nose and possibly breaking it more. But it was enough to make Gerald let him go and back away, yelling in pain.

Tom spun around and kicked him full in the chest before he ran over to the chair in the middle of the room. He picked it up and swung around just in time to smash it over Gerald's head, nearly knocking him out. Tom stood over him and raised the chair over his head but Gerald hooked his foot around his ankle and pulled, causing Tom to fall backwards on the floor, the chair falling from his hands.

Tom had hit the ground hard enough that the wind got knocked out of him. However that didn't stop him from trying to get to his feet again. Gerald climbed onto his lap and pinned his arms to his sides.

"Get off me!" Tom yelled at him.

Gerald glared down at Tom and said, "Stop fighting me Tom or you'll be punished."

Hatred and rage flashed through Tom's eyes and he sneered. "Fuck you."

And then Tom freed his left arm and punched him in the face before pushing him to the side forcefully. He scrambled to his feet and made a run for the door. Tom should have known better.

Two feet away from the door and he was tackled to the floor. Even though it was more like he was thrown. Gerald grabbed Tom by his hair and yanked him to his feet, before slamming his head against the door.

Bright lights exploded behind his eyes and Tom groaned in pain. His head was smashed against the door again and he blacked out.

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Harrison knew Tom was in pain. It wasn't just something that he knew, he could feel it. Tom was his best friend after all and they were so close...but it was a feeling that Harrison had. He just knew Tom was hurt.

Chris walked over to him and sat down on the bench beside him. Evans was a good guy and he could understand why everyone loved him, including Tom.

"How you holding up?" Chris asked.

Harrison shrugged. "Okay I guess. But knowing Tom is out there somewhere, I can't feel anything but sadness and worry."

Chris seemed to be thinking. "How would searching for him ourselves sound to you? I've talked to everyone else and they're cool with it. Fans everywhere are also looking for him."

Harrison looked at Chris and grinned. "That would be great! If we all look for him there won't be a place on Earth where the person who took him can hide."

"Good. We'll start tomorrow after we rally up everyone." Chris said, patting his knee before standing up and walking away.

Harrison looked up the sky, a small smile on his face. Don't worry Tom, we'll find you.
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Heyo guys so here is this awaited chapter and I hope you enjoy! Do you guys know who Gerald Gillum aka G-Eazy is?

Also once again thank you for all the love and see you in the next chapter.