Last First Kiss (Sequel to "This Kiss", COMPLETED!)

*You must read the first one to understand this*
When you go back to school in September (or in our case late August) and people ask you how your summer was. And they except you to tell them that it was great! You went to the beach, met a cute guy blablabla! Well that's partly true for me. Sure my parents died and I was forced to move to California to live with my grandmother. But that could happen to anyone. I nearly died in a surfing accident, met Louis Tomlinson (and fell even more in love with him), broke his heart, watched my friends fall in love with 2 of his friends, forced to have the annoying (but beautiful) Eleanor Calder live with me and drive me completely insane, and on top of all that my ex-boyfriend Jack shows up and kidnaps me. And yes I'm still in his custody. Will I get saved? Who knows? Just read it(:
Cover by InnocentlyBeautiful :) Copyright ©


2. Do what needs to be done...






I went to the mail box and took out the mail.

“Bills, bills, bills, bi--…unknown?” I sat down on the couch. This was more than a letter… it was a package. I opened it up and the first thing that came out was a DVD.

“Huh?” Then the letter fell into my hand.


Dear Louis,

I have Bianca…


I read the letter, getting more frantic with every word. Instead of wanting to cry, I wanted to punch something. I looked at the DVD and then popped it into the DVD player.


Actually, I think I’ll do that now and just send you a video of her screaming out in pain. Won’t that be fun?

You have one week, Louis.


I swallowed hard as the screen was black but fuzzy. Then, it looked like a hand was removed.

“Say hello to your lover, Lou,” said that disgustingly smug voice that I recognized as Jack. On the screen was Bianca. She was tied to a chair and passed out. Jack adjusted the camera on what I assumed was a tripod. Then he came into view and waved at the camera, smiling.

“I’m going to punch that smile off of your face if you do anything to her,” I heard myself growl. Then Jack turned around and kicked her. Bianca jolted awake.

“Where am I? What’s going on?” she asked.

“Shut up,” cried Jack. He grabbed a metal bat and hit her over the head with it. There was a sickening echoing crack of metal on bone.  Blood started to mat her hair up. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head before spitting blood. She must’ve bit the inside of her cheek when he did that… I got this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. No matter how much I wanted to look away, I didn’t.

“Wake up, you worthless whore,” Jack said quietly that I could hardly make out the words. He untied her and pushed her forward, the falling motion making her wake up just in time to catch herself. She got up, as if she were about to run but Jack pulled on her hair and grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. I heard her gasp in pain.

“Tell lover boy that he has one week before you die,” Jack told her, holding her up by her hair.

“L-Louis,” she stammered, silent tears running down her face, “Y-you have o-one we-eek until…until I-I-I…”

“Say it Goddamn it!” said Jack getting frustrated. He twisted her arm harder.

“Die,” Bianca gasped. Then Jack took the palm of his hand.

“No, don’t you dare,” I whispered. He brought it down on Bianca’s elbow. Bianca’s brown eyes widened as the bone cracked and she screamed as her arm bent in a way it should’ve never bent. Jack dropped her as he walked back to the camera.

“One week,” Jack whispered into the camera.

“LOUIS KILL THIS—” then the video was over. I covered my face with my hands.


Now, my conditions:

You give me about one million dollars, maybe two million if you take too long. You never speak to Bianca again after this. (Isn’t saving her enough for you?) You have to quit being in One Direction. Actually you sort of have to make it seem like you disappeared off the face of the Earth, pal.

You have one week, or by then my patience might run out.

If you don’t meet these conditions, she dies.

If you alert the police, she dies.

If you take more than a week, she dies.

And every day that you haven’t met these conditions, I will break a bone. Torture her.


I shook my head. The only way I could save her was to meet these conditions. My lip curled at his ‘With Much Love, Jack’. I turned the letter over to see an address hastily scrawled out. He wasn’t stupid enough to put the address of where he was… It was an address to drop the money off… And Bianca will be delivered safely…


I can’t see her again…

I also have to quit One Direction.


A life is more important than a band…right?


I took the DVD out and threw it in the trash. After that I bumped into Liam.

“You okay, mate? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something…” commented Liam.

“I have to tell you guys something,” I said, my throat dry. Soon enough, everyone was gathered up.

“What is it?” asked Harry.

“You don’t look too good,” said Niall slowly.

“I’m… I…”

“Just spit it out, Lou!” said Harry.

“I have to quit One Direction.”

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