Kidnapped by Superstars

I meet the familiar blue eyes with my own ones of the same color, and his are, I notice easily, much softer.

"Look, before you freak out, I want to apologise for everything. And when I say everything, I truly mean everything." Louis whispered to me, holding me closer to him in what seemed like a loving grasp.

"S-sorry isn't going to make me go home, sorry i-isn't going to help me s-see my friends again, a-and sorry isn't going to ever m-make me forgive you!" I stuttered out angrily at him. He sighed, biting his lip in frustration.

"I understand, Rebecca, but-" I cut him off.
"How dare you even call me by that name! If you even cared about me, like you t-try to claim now, y-you would at least aknowledge the fact th-that I go by Rebel!" I huffed, pulling myself out of his grasp. He tried to grab my hand but I yanked it away.

"D-don't touch me!" I screamed as my eyes began to water.

I spotted a sweatshirt and pants and pulled them on, pushing Louis back and storming out the door.

I heard several loud thumps of footsteps coming after me, but I couldn't hear them over the excitment of myself.

I finally made it to the door and, to my surprise, it was unlocked!

I opened the door and ran out, I just ran, ran as fast and as far as my weakened and bruised legs could take me, when I heard it.

SCREEECH

"Rebecca!"

CRASH

And I was flying through the air.

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