PLEASE NOTE: All of Harry's(and 1D's) POV'S are written by Rue. All of Andy's(and BVB's) POV's are written by Riot. Unless stated otherwise. Thanks. ~Riot & Rue
Chapter Two: Kidnapped
*Harry's POV*
I walked through the door to the VIP section of the Black Veil Brides concert, pulling my collar up so no haters would attempt murder. I flashed my badge to the sercurity guard, who cocked a brow, but let me through.
No one knew about my secret obsession with BVB. I had also kept the fact that I'm bisexual from everyone I knew, even my best friends.
Screams went up from the crowd as I made my way to my seat. I looked anxiously at the stage, waiting for the moment of truth.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw the incredibly sexy Andy Biersack walk onto the stage, striding to the center with those long legs of his. His voice echoed throughout the building, causing me to get goose bumps. I couldn't understand a word he was saying because of the screaming fans everywhere. I longed to jump onto that stage and smack my lips right onto his. Management would kill me for doing something like that. Black Veil Brides and One Direction aren't exactly viewed by the world as friends. I wasn't even sure if Andy knew who I am. If he did know, I really hoped he didn't think of me as a preppy, teenage heartthrob. Well, I wouldn't mind the heartthrob part...
"Who do we have here?" A deep voice asksed from behind me. I turned around to see three huge guys staring down at me. I gulped nervously.
"Who knew a preppy popstar liked Black Veil Brides?" The biggest one said.
"Look, I'm just here to watch the concert,"I said, holding up my hands. I don't want any trouble."
They all smirked and came closer. I felt like the world was caving in around me. Two of them grabbed my arms and dragged me out. I tried to fight back, but their arms were like boulders. They took me out a back door to a dark alley.
"Say goodnight, pretty boy." One said. My eyes grew wide as his giant fist came whirling towards my face. I dodged it in time, but couldn't miss the blow from another guy's foot to my gut. I fell to the ground, holding my stomach in pain. They laughed at me.
"Just wait 'till Andy sees what he looks like when we're finished with him."
"A-Andy?" I asked, my face growing hot.
"Aww, does wittle Hawwy have a cwush on Andy?" The ugly one laughed.
"Ha! Too bad Andy hates his guts!" My stomach churned. I was gonna be sick. Andy Biersack, the man I adore, hates my guts.
"Look at him! He's such a wimpy gaywad, he's about to cry!"
"Let's put him out of his misery."
Before I knew what was happening, everything went black.
*****
I awoke to darkness. My head pounded, causing me to get dizzy. The air smelled like dust and bleach. I tried to sit up, but my head hit a light-weight plastic pole-a mop? I pushed it out of the way, unable to see in the pitch-black room I was in. I heard the clanking of the mop against buckets or something as I struggled to get to my feet.
"He's in the supply closet down the hall,"I heard a voice say from outside. I froze.
"Great, thanks." My heartbeat quickened. That was Andy's voice, no doubt about it.
