Shawn Mendes Imagines

Kidnapped part 1

This a request from @Shannon1300

                ***Shawn's POV***

*squeaking*

What is that?

*squeaking*

I open my eyes and lean up. I'm gonna go check it out.
So I unwrap myself from Shannon and make sure not to wake her.

Once I get downstairs I see about 3 people looking through stuff.
One of them is short with long wavy hair. The one next to him is shining bright like a diamond. The last one is tall (not taller than me) and has a baseball hat on.
Maybe I should just go back upstairs and call the cops. But before I can get upstairs...
*squeak*
Damn it.

              ***Shannon's POV***

Oh my god.
What was that??
Wait where is shawn??
Maybe that's him downstairs making all that noise.

"Do you live alone?"
Ok that was not Shawn. I'm scared out of my mind now. What should I do? Save him? Hide?

Right, I'm going to hide because Shawn would want me to stay safe. But then again, I don't wanna be the sacred little bitch hiding in the closet. But what if I do go downstairs and they kill me and Shawn? And with that I grab a bat and hide in the closet.
Then I hear footsteps coming closer and closer to the room.
The room door slams open.
"There's female clothes in here," a deep voice boomed, making me jump and quiver.
'Please don't look in the closet' I pray.
That mysterious person left the room with a loud slam.

                ***Shawn's POV***

He came down and started talking to the others.
"He lied to us."
"How?"
"He said no one lived here,"
"So what did you find?"
Did he find Shannon?
Did he kill her??
"Female clothing."
Oh thank god.

He turned around and looked at me. He ripped the duct tape off my mouth, removing the light stubble I had there seconds before.
"Who else lives here?"
I'm not telling them anything.
"So now you can't speak?"
"Oh I can. Its just that your breathe smells horrible and I dont want to throw up."(that roast tho😜)

He backed up, turned around, grabbed something, and smashed it against my head. There was a shattering noise. My eyes started rolling around in my head as everything started fading out. The last thing I saw was pitch black.

            ***Shannon's POV***

Oh my god what was that?? Was that glass??

Maybe I should call the cops. You know what?? I'm not a coward. Or a bitch. I can get up and go to the phone to call the cops. I can do this.

I open the door as quiet as I can. I tiptoe down the stairs, my legs shaking with every step. I make my way the phone, then I hear a car speeding down the street.

Maybe I should go check the house.
The lights are completely off as I go downstairs, holding onto the rail so I don't fall or miss a step.

"Ow! What the hell is that?!?!" I screech as something sharp pierces the bottom of my foot.
I turn on the lights and see glass everywhere and there blood on the floor. But that's not my blood.

Oh god, what if someone hurt Shawn??
You know what?? I'm gonna stop asking questions go find out where's Shawn and who took him.

I will find him.

Those people will pay.

Even if it's the last thing I do.

And that's not a threat, that's a promise.