Katie's POV (2 days)
I was sitting back stage at the boys' second London concert. Ever since I got my tattoos, Harry and I have been inseparable. Kelly, Emily and the other boys were son confused. I still haven't told them or showed them the tattoo because Harry and I had a plan...
"THANK YOU LONDON!" Liam's voice through the microphone, Kelly smiling at the sound. She was next to me.
"Now, I'd like to bring out a certain girl. We have a surprise for all of you and we are thrilled to share it. Katie, love? Come out here!" Harry yelled and looked back stage at me.
My feet took me out and on to the stage. The crowd 'booed' and 'whooed'. But it didn't faze me as I grabbed the microphone.
"Hey everyone! You probably know me as Mr. Harry Styles' girlfriend! But my name is Katie! How are y'all tonight?!" The whole arena cheered, as well as the 'booers'.
I giggled, "Well, Harry and I have been getting serious and... I made a decision 2 nights ago. And now, we are ready to show you guys!"
"Two nights ago," Harry butt in, "Katie told me she wanted a tattoo. At first, I wasn't too thrilled but soon warmed up to the idea. She got two. The first one was a small heart on top of her foot. The second? Well... we'll show you."
Harry and I went to the front of the stage and lifted up our shirts, far enough for only the leaves to be shown. Gasps were shared as Harry and I just smiled like idiots. Suddenly, the lights cut off and everybody started to scream.
"Harry?" I called.
Hmm... All of a sudden, a pair of arms wrapped roughly around my waist.
"Oh, Harry, I thought you le-"
"I'm not Harry, darling. I'm the person you never want to meet," a mystery voice responded.
A bloodcurdling scream escaped my mouth. It seemed louder than any of the other screams in the arena. I struggled against this person, making it my life to get away from him. But his grip just tightened as he threw me over my shoulder. I kicked, I hit. Hell, I even bit.
"Shit, you little bitch! Michael!" and he slapped his grubby hand over my mouth.
Another guy walked in front of me (behind the other guy), and put a cloth on my face. I tried to hold my breath, knowing what it was. But isn't that what everyone does? My mouth shot open, begginf for air to be let back in.
The last thing I heard were Harry's distant screams for me.
Harry's POV
The lights were cut. Screams filled the arena. As on instinct, I reached out for Katie's hand. It wasn't there. Suddenly, I was pushed and I fell on to the floor, face first. I quickly got up, where was Katie?
"Harry?" I heard a voice call. Katie.
Instead of replying back (like the idiot I am), I went go search for her-- only to be shoved down again. Damn it!
I heard a shrill scream rip through the arena. The only person I could think of was my little cupcake, all alone, not knowing what to do. Running around the stage, I started to call for her, over and over and over--
"KATIE!" By the time those words escaped my mouth, the lights came on.
"Harry!" Liam came running out with Kelly on his arm who looked slightly pale.
"Please...please tell me you have her," my voice came out, cracking at the end.
"Who?" Kelly asked, her voice cracking also.
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