KIDNAPPED(Niall Horan Love Story)Chapter 1 Part 1
Summary
The Kidnapping of His True Love, Does He Try And Get Her Back, Or Find Him A New Lover? (MYSTERIOUS LOVE STORY)
“NO, STOP IT.” I scream, but it was too late. They had already taken off with me, the only thing that I could do was hope that he came after me, and hope he will always love me even though he is probably still mad at me for throwing a plate at him……
(His P.O.V) I walk back and forth pacing the floor, until there was no more for me to pace over. The police officer walks in and tells me there is no way for them to be able to track down the kidnappers I was about to fall down to the ground, and cry but then someone screams out they had found something, it was a shoe print. It wasn't much, but it was enough to try and track them down. I couldn't help but think ‘Is she still mad at me, for telling her that she should stop over reacting about me going out and getting a couple of drinks with my co-workers.’ I knew I shouldn't be thinking like that, but I couldn't get the thought out of my mind. After the officers left, I went up to my bed room, and tried to fall asleep, but couldn't. Next week was our six year anniversary and I was going to ask her to marry me. But if they don't find her I wont be happy ever again. People say she is wrong, and cruel, but they don't know her like I do. Yes she might of done some bad things in her life time, but she hasn't since she has been with me, and its going to stay that way forever……..
(Her P.O.V) the road was very bumpy, it felt like we have been driving for hours. I hope they don't try and kill me. How am I going to be able to tell him I'm pregnant with his baby, if they kill me. I know he wont like it cause he don't want to be a father until he is Married, and his parents approve of me, but I want this baby. It will be a good thing for us to stop fighting over. The car just stopped, and they are talking me to this little room, the only thing I could think of was im bout to die……..
(At the police station) “Mr. Malik there is a young girl missing, and the only thing we had found at the crime scene, was a shoe print.” “Ok well then bring me the files, of this young girl please.” “Yes sir, I'm on it.” “Thank you.”
“NO, STOP IT.” I scream, but it was too late. They had already taken off with me, the only thing that I could do was hope that he came after me, and hope he will always love me even though he is probably still mad at me for throwing a plate at him……
(His P.O.V) I walk back and forth pacing the floor, until there was no more for me to pace over. The police officer walks in and tells me there is no way for them to be able to track down the kidnappers I was about to fall down to the ground, and cry but then someone screams out they had found something, it was a shoe print. It wasn't much, but it was enough to try and track them down. I couldn't help but think ‘Is she still mad at me, for telling her that she should stop over reacting about me going out and getting a couple of drinks with my co-workers.’ I knew I shouldn't be thinking like that, but I couldn't get the thought out of my mind. After the officers left, I went up to my bed room, and tried to fall asleep, but couldn't. Next week was our six year anniversary and I was going to ask her to marry me. But if they don't find her I wont be happy ever again. People say she is wrong, and cruel, but they don't know her like I do. Yes she might of done some bad things in her life time, but she hasn't since she has been with me, and its going to stay that way forever……..
(Her P.O.V) the road was very bumpy, it felt like we have been driving for hours. I hope they don't try and kill me. How am I going to be able to tell him I'm pregnant with his baby, if they kill me. I know he wont like it cause he don't want to be a father until he is Married, and his parents approve of me, but I want this baby. It will be a good thing for us to stop fighting over. The car just stopped, and they are talking me to this little room, the only thing I could think of was im bout to die……..
(At the police station) “Mr. Malik there is a young girl missing, and the only thing we had found at the crime scene, was a shoe print.” “Ok well then bring me the files, of this young girl please.” “Yes sir, I'm on it.” “Thank you.”
