I need you now

As a young girl, 13, goes out, she gets grabbed by a big man who is desperate to kidnap her. He puts his hand over her mouth, so she can't scream. Will somebody find her?


1. Waking up

**Gemma's POV**

I woke up to sun beating down through the window, straight into my eyes. It looked like a lovely day outside, so I climbed out of bed, shuffled across the landing and straight to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it, but soon opened it again, deciding I would take my clothes and my make up into the bathroom with me to get changed in there. I went to the toilet, washed my hands and face, brushed my teeth then changed in to a plain white t-shirt and grey sweatpants.I pulled on a plain grey hoodie and looked in the mirror. RED ALERT! Make up needed! I pulled out my Clinique foundation and applied some all over my face. I then took out my mascara, my blusher and my lipstick. I applied those too and went back to my room. I looked at the clock on the wall. 5 to 8. How come it was so sunny at 5 to 8? Never mind, I thought. I pulled on my old white trainers, which were pretty scuffed up and set off for the supermarket. I went along the road, enjoying the sun. When I reached the supermarket I went in and headed for the drinks isle. I bought a 2 litre bottle of coke and 3 small bags of Haribos.When I got to the checkout the woman told me how much it was going to be. I handed over a 5 pound note. She accepted it and handed over my receipt. I left the store and decided to walk back along the cycle path, where it was a bit more quiet. I took extra care not to swing my carrier bag about, remembering about the coke that was inside. As I walked along happily I heard a rustle in the bushes. I paused and turned around to face the green leaves next to me. All of a sudden somebody jumped out from the bushes and grabbed a hold of me. I screamed as loud as I could, until he put his hand over my mouth so I couldn't make another sound. He lifted his arm up high, clenched a fist and it came shooting towards me. I fell to the floor, in extreme pain.


**Harry's POV**

I woke up to the sunshine coming in through my window. It was so bright it seeped through my opaque black curtains hanging from my wall. It was a nice day so I got up quite easily. I went to the toilet and washed my hands, then brushed my teeth. I trailed back to my room and changed into some old sweatpants and a black t-shirt. I put on old black converse pumps and walked downstairs. I glanced at the kitchen clock. 8 o clock, how come it's so sunny? I bet I'm not the only one thinking that either! I walked into the big garden and sat on one of the deck chairs. I have a very neat graden, very tidy, but not at all boring! I have a swimming pool to splash in, a jaccussi and a hammock. Oh yes, and a swing seat thing. If you look over past my mums carefully tended raspberry bush at the bottom of the garden, you can see right onto the cycle path. Mum popped her head out the front door and threw me a paper. I smiled at her and she smiled bak. She was great, my mum. I began to look at the front cover. Me again. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love being in a boyband, but sometimes I get sick of all the attention. Cameras constantly clicking in my face. It's annoying. I turn to the next page to see whats going on in the world. All of a sudden I hear a very loud scream.

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