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A Christmas Kidnap

Chapter 4

~Raelynn's P.O.V.~

I woke up the next day at 7:30am. I went down for the hotel breakfast. When I was done, it was already 8:15, so I decided to watch some tv to pass the time back up in my room. As I was watching a show on Animal Planet, there was a knock on my door. I went over and looked through the peephole to find a handsome boy standing there.
"Hi, is there something I can help you with?" I politely asked.
"Um yes, is there a spare shower curtain in your room? This morning I got up and was about to take a shower when I saw that there wasn't a shower curtain," the boy said with an embarrassed look on his face. Aw, how cute.
"I don't know, why don't you come on in and help me look?" I said as I opened the door for him. He thanked me and started to help me look for a spare shower curtain.
"Oh, I found one on the closet," I said as I pulled it out.
"Thanks," the boy said as he started to walk away.
"Wait, what's your name?" I asked just as he was about to leave the doorway.
"Jack."

It was getting close to 6:45, do I decided to start getting ready. I put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a white crop top. I curled my hair just enough to make it wavy, and then put it up in a high ponytail. I then put on some mascara, eye liner, and light eye shadow. When I was done, it was already 7:10, so I checked out of my hotel and made my way to the concert.

I got to the stadium at 7:30, and it was already packed. By the time I got to my seat, it was already 7:55. 5 more minutes, and the boys are onstage. The first song they sing is called Diana, and I actually liked it. The concert went on with different songs and interruptions from the boys. At 12:30, it finally ended and I snuck backstage. I found the dressing room that said Harry Styles and had a gold star on it. The room was locked. I took out my lock picks and opened the door in about 2 minutes. When I got in, I hid behind the door with my rag that had chloroform on it.

A few minutes later, a curly haired boy walked in. I pounced on his back and stuffed the rag in his face. In a matter of seconds he was on the floor, knocked out cold. I dragged him out the back door and put him in the backseat of my car.
This was a lot easier than I thought it would be.