Footsteps || h.s.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Scarlet's POV

We finally landed, making me feel a huge relief as we exited the plane.

I let out a big, happy sigh, the memories of me and Harry coming here in London, England.

My eyes trailed from the suitcase wheels, to the black skinny jeans, to the black t-shirt, to the plump, pinkful lips, and finally, the pool of sparkling emerald eyes and chestnut curly hair I desperately wanted to see.

Harry's facial features seemed concentrated, but happy. His lips were formed of a straight line, his eyes narrowed but sparkling with excitement.

He's happy to be home.

A large mob of paparazzi and fans had surrounded us, security rushing to our side, fighting the mob of flashing lights and screaming girls.

I got lost in the crowd, Harry way ahead of me. I felt somebody tug at my sleeve, and I looked beside me.

It was him.

Cameron.

My heart stopped, I froze. The fans clawed at me, the paparazzi flashing at me. But at that moment I didn't care.

"C-Cameron... W-what... H-how did you f-"

"Surprised, darlin?" He shouted over the screams, "Your grandmother bailed me out... Soon after I killed her" he chuckled. My heart sank, my tears filled.

"You what?!" I screamed.

"I was just kidding... But if you don't come with me, then see this guy?" He chuckled, holding up a poster with Harry on it, before ripping it down the middle. I knew what he meant.

He was going to kill Harry.

"N-No! Y-You can't do that! You sick bastard!" I screamed, and began to claw at him.

"Fine. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. You come with me and stay with me, or you go with him and get him killed" Cameron scoffed.

I frowned, before I screamed out at the top of my lungs, "HARRY! HELP!"

Cameron laughed.

"I guess we're doing this the hard way..." He shook his head, before raising a tightly clenched fist and hitting the security guard in the jaw. He gave me a sharp glare before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"HARRY!" I screamed hysterically over the loud fans.

He kept walking straight.

"HARRY! HELP ME!!" I screamed, before Cameron pinched my shoulder roughly, and knocked me out.

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Harry's POV

I heard my name being screamed, me, ignoring it, zoomed through the crowd.

I looked down, seeing Scarlet wasn't with me or behind me.

'She must already be out' I thought.

But when I heard a hysterical scream, I got concerned and turned around.

There it was.

My beautiful girlfriend was being dragged away, now knocked out on the sicko's shoulder.

That Cameron kid has my entire life thrown over his shoulder.

"SCARLET!" I screamed, before running straight through the crowd, dropping my suitcase, and rushing out of the airport.

I looked frantically around, the rain belting down on me.

"No... No! NOOOOO!" I cried, grabbing my phone out from my jacket pocket and texting her.

'Scar? Baby?'

'Scarlet he took you! Try and get every last detail into a quick message if you can... I'm coming to get you baby. Even if it means I die. I love you too much to let you go. I love you <3'

My tears clogged up my vision, falling with the rain. I ran frantically.

I gulped deeply. I sent all the boys a text about what just happened. I uploaded a photo on Instagram of me and her, writing the caption 'help find my missing girl. #findingscarlet'.

I uploaded a tweet, it saying -

'My baby has just been kidnapped by her ex-asshole.... Help! I love her so much and can't let her go... :'( #findingscarlet'

Soon, I was off with the boys, on a journey to save my girlfriend, before tour kicks off.

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