A/N: 3,145 words for NaNoWriMo. i'm writing slowly though because I unfortunately haven't had the time. I shall edit once the story is completed :( and can wattpad please change it's ways. i hate it.

Chloe

I hefted up a heavy bag of sound equipment, music sheets, and miscellaneous other equipment up and unto my shoulders. I winced a bit when it hit a sensitive area on my back and adjusted the position of how I was standing with my back before I began quickly moving down the steps with the bag. I saluted Tristan and James playfully from where they were quickly gathering more things into another bag and chuckled as I then ran down the steps.

I wasn't sure where they exactly wanted me to bring all of this stuff but a safe bet would be outside where Louis and Brad were bringing everything else. There was their own version of the leaning Tower of Pisa starting to form and it honestly looked completely ridiculous. One bag looked totally to the right side and other to the left and it wasn't like they couldn't be straightened out, it was just like the boys didn't even realize how ridiculous they were making everything look.

I walked over and slapped their hands out of the way; setting the bag I'd been carrying down to the side and adjusted their tower into a better position where the valuable items were less likely to topple over. "You guys are such idiots." I laughed softly but was completely insistent as I got them to my own version of perfection and backed up before nodding my head in approval. "If everything was so important to you, you think you would've taken better care to make sure you wouldn't break anything."

"We were getting there." Brad whined softly, running his fingers through his dark curly hair. "I insist. You basically came over just as we were about to adjust the tower."

Rolling my eyes playfully at him, I readjusted the bag I brought over and made sure that wasn't going to topple over or anything as well. "I bet. Now if you don't mind let's make sure that James, Connor and Tristan aren't getting trapped inside with B or anything."

Yes we're calling that Brad 'B'. It was Louis' idea and he informed us all of it right before we went to get the stuff. I have still not managed to figure out where I know B from. I just know he does look very familiar and the name sounds familiar too other then well Brad Simpson. I know I have an uncle or two named Brad or some variation of that, but he's definitely not my uncle I could promise you that one. Why would an uncle be very creepy and kidnap me and a world famous celebrity anyways? That's beyond ridiculous to even consider.

As I helped the boys bring the rest of the items downstairs and out the door, I glanced over and noticed B was slowly making his way up again and so I quickly ran over and kicked him in the balls again but this time using even more brutal force then I did before. Hey I know what I'm doing seems very evil right now because he hardly hurt Tomlinson and I but here's the thing: if I don't do anything hard telling what he would do to us now. He could hurt us so bad that we wouldn't even come alive out of this.

I also was thinking about the conversation I held with B before I kicked him in the balls the first time. He told me a little bit of information about why he kidnapped us and things like that. He kidnapped me because he's had some stupid petty crush on me for a number of years and he kidnapped Louis because he was the only thing in the way from getting me, plus there's the fact that he's a celebrity so he could easily hold him for a large ransom of some sort.

He wouldn't tell me exactly how I knew him before, which wasn't that surprising because I was almost certain even before hand that he would with hold some information from me until he knew for sure that he has me in his grasp. Which clearly he does not and will never have again.

Oh and I also informed him before I kicked him that he was completely done for and he would definitely be going to jail once we got the opportunity to report him. He laughed and questioned me how because he had taken our cell phones and he knew for sure that there is no cell phone service in this area. Of course that was when he was certain that we were in the jaws of his trap, but I don't think Mr. B is so confident with himself anymore.

I'm honestly quite proud of the group of guys that I'm working with. I would have convinced myself with them being big renowned celebrities that they'd be complete wimps with no muscle mass whatsoever, they would be scared out of their wits and they most definitely wouldn't help me at all with trying to get everything out so we can get the hell out of this place. But I guess they proved me wrong and I'm proud to call them some of the best and strongest guys I've had the pleasure of meeting.

Once everything was outside, we all grabbed as many bags as humanly possible for us to carry and began lugging them down the driveway. I was a bit concerned that B could escape, but I was thinking maybe we had a chance to get a couple houses down to a neighbors or something and get some cellular service in order to call the police department and get B thrown into trouble or as some people know it Jail.

There wasn't really anyone around in their houses so it was absolutely frustrating to try to find someone that could call the police department for us. So we were just walking pretty much in circles for around five or six hours, probably as long as Louis and I had been walking the night before if not longer.

We did in fact notice that B had his car with him when he came to get us and we inspected the windows and found out that he did not bring any weapons along with him. He probably wasn't even certain that he'd find the both of us in this small southern Minnesota town. For all he knew we could've escaped a lot sooner or a lot later. I don't know exactly when he figured out that his passengers were no longer in the vehicle.

I just know that we need to find help and fast. I can't walk very much longer since each of these bags has to weigh fifty pounds easily and I'm trying to lug along three of them. Tristan and Connor each have four and the rest of the boys have three as well so I guess I'm not alone, but still.

Can this not have happened to someone like me!? Seriously!? I know this is probably showing a lot of weakness, but I'm not a strong girl! Just because I've been in basketball for going on five years does not mean I know what to do when a creepy guy that's had a crush on me kidnaps me and my best friend's long time crush! This is too small of a town for something to have happened in. I guess that's one big advantage B has. Ugh...I'm so screwed. Again.

Louis

"Do you guys have sunglasses or anything?" I questioned The Vamps as we continued to slowly walk down the road. I had a small idea of how we could get a move on out of this town, but I wasn't one hundred percent certain that it would work. I mean there was the option of wearing disguises and then taking a taxi or transit out of here. Then once we are far away enough for B not to find us we can report exactly what has happened to us and get our lives back on track.

"I wish!" Tristan let out a groan and plopped the bags he was carrying down on the rocky gravel. "I think it's possible that we brought some scarves along or something. I mean it's too cold out for the sun, so we didn't plan on bringing anything like that with us to Minnesota."

I nodded my head, getting the message that he was trying to convey. I mean it's not like Minnesota is all that cold, but still. It's getting closer and closer to being winter and snowing all the time. Well so I've heard. I don't exactly live around here year long so I couldn't tell you exactly how it is, but the rumor about Minnesota has always been that it's like blizzard conditions once December hits.

Tristan started digging through the bags that was carrying, not bothering to ask me why he was looking for the aforementioned item, and raised an eyebrow up at his band mates when they were just standing there and gawking at us.

"Disguises." I spoke up trying to let everyone else know quickly of my idea, causing them all to nod their heads and begin digging through the luggage as well.

Things didn't really go as planned because no scarves, face masks, or anything that we could've possibly used as a disguise was found. I suppose we could send in one of the less recognized guys into Wal-Mart or something and get them to buy stuff to disguise us for the rest of the night. But that could be too much of a risk too. I don't know if anyone knows where The Vamps are, or if they think they're with me or what the whole deal is there. I'm assuming that they just know they're in Minnesota and that's all there is to it.

For that reason we just decided to keep walking. It was better than the alternative of either B or the police or something finding us. Which to be honest, I don't know why we're so afraid the police finding us. I mean it's not like I kidnapped Chloe and then she began to trust me and fell in love with me and then got Stockholm syndrome or something. That's not how it worked at all. Especially when she has a boyfriend and I'm not the one that took her.

A couple hours later we approached a stop sign, which seemed to be very rare in the town that we just in. There were also a bunch of lights around. I saw a couple of cars pass by, luckily none of which were police cars and widened my eyes at the crew. What are we supposed to do? Seriously? We're basically stranded, slowly coming back to civilization in a way, and there are not a lot of things that we can do. If someone would show up and help us that would make things a whole lot easier. That's basically my wish right now.

Bradley (The Kidnapper)

I've never experienced so much physical pain in my entire life. I've experienced loads of emotional pain, mostly from Chloe herself and some mental pain that I'd rather not discuss at the moment, but this is the most physical pain. And that is actually saying quite a lot because I used to be in wrestling and in boxing and other physically exerting activities and I lost plenty of battles so.

I couldn't believe my eyes when Chloe kicked me in the balls. Man, I knew that she's one of the strongest girls I've ever met since she's one of the best in basketball and used to be in cheerleading back in elementary school but still. That's ridiculous.

You know how much I would've loved to play sports against her? Because it's a hell of a lot. It would be so very much fun plus it would extremely hot because she would be parading around in really short shorts that would show off her cute little bum and I just... I can feel my family jewels twitch in excitement at the thought alone and that says a lot when you consider how much physical pain I am feeling right now.

I swear above everything else that I am not a creep. I might sound like one just a little because I am associating my nether regions and talking shit, but I just do that all the time. I swear it. Granted I may have gotten into trouble when I was much younger for creeping into the girls' locker rooms at school and checking out some girls. I was dragged to the principal's office a number of times and I may have gotten smacked in public by some girls in front of their mothers or well, just in general, but still as soon as I laid my eyes on Chloe, I knew I wanted her. I haven't checked out another girl or looked at them in anything other than the platonic way since we met. I would do anything to do the dirty with her. Absolutely anything. I guess that kind of explains why I went to the extremes that I have. Though it's not just that either. I want her to be mine, in every form possible.

I don't care if I have to kill Ben to get her in my life and him out of his. I suppose I could always tell her bullshit about Ben to get her to think bad things about him that aren't really true. I mean granted he's a pretty damn stupid guy but he's not as bad as I could make him off to be. My completely honest opinion is that I am about a million times smarter, better looking, sociable, and a million better things then he would ever be. Chloe would be lucky to have me. She could have me in one second flat if she would just open up her eyes and say that she wants me just as much as I want her. I wish she would do so. I'll make sure of it though however.

When I was still crouched down on my hands and knees, my hands protectively covering my balls, I could hear a bunch of incessant mumbling and other words and sounds made by all the people that happened to be staying in this house. I never really did figure out who all those other guys were, but I did find out that the curly headed guy that happened to be talking to Chloe when I came by has the exact same first name as me. Only reason I knew that is because Louis Tomlinson can't shut up his big mouth. He had to be talking about random shit the entire time.

By the time the pain had finally diminished enough for me able to stand up straight and actually be active, the noise had completely faded. I was pretty sure the damn people all had escaped. They'd probably do absolutely anything in the world so that they could be away from me. I kicked my foot extremely hard against the door. I winced a bit but I honestly didn't really care all that much, because as long as I could catch them before they dare do something so stupid as reporting me, or something else, I would be quite happy.

I quickly rushed out of the room and out to the porch on the opposite side of the house. There was nobody around whatsoever. The sky outside was starting to get rather dark and there was lights on in the houses on both sides of the one that I was currently in. I was honestly becoming worried sick, but luckily I happen to have a car and they can't have gotten too far in the time I was down.

Hopefully within a matter of minutes I can drive and get them. Even though I know there's no way that every single one can fit into my car. Not unless they're piled up to the roof and then some. A deep frown etched itself across my lips and I luckily noticed that my car was still parked where I had put it before. I quickly ran out to it, unlocking the door with my keys and got inside. It was so damn chilly out so I turned on the circular heating system as well as the heating of the seats and rubbed my hands together as I waited impatiently for the car to heat completely.

Once I felt set, I flipped the dials on the radio to something that wasn't completely annoying and began backing out of the driveway. I literally just drove around in circles for probably an hour, doing absolutely anything I could in this incredibly small town to find Chloe and all the guys.

I met maybe two cars on the side of the road, speeding past me, probably to head home or do whatever else people do these days. There were some people walking by on the side of the road, but I didn't pay very much notice to them because they were carrying several belongings each and were walking rather slowly. I figured if it was Chloe and the guys they'd be carrying loads of stuff and walking very quickly in their attempts to get as far away from me as possible.

I got to the point where I just decided to drive over to the next closest town and begin looking there as well. If they were going to get any further than the town we were in, it was going to be here. There's no way they'd have risked going on a taxi or cab or something and rode to Minneapolis. It's too risky and even I know that those boys are not so stupid.

Well I suppose there is a slim possibility that they headed out in disguises, but that would make it next to impossible to find them. Even so I think fans would know that if the boys are going to hide out at all whatsoever they'd use disguises. I'm fairly certain that most celebrities do that so that they can't be spotted and feel some sense of normalcy.

After several hours of mindless basically driving around in circles, it became nearly pitch black outside. I couldn't see any of the activity that was going on along the sides of the road and I was becoming exhausted. If I drove any more than it took to get home I'd probably be dead beat and have no chance of making a good lie when it's time to go to school tomorrow morning. So I did exactly that. Headed home. Even with this horrible situation of having no clue where The Vamps, Louis, and Chloe are.

Ugh I'm so fucked.