Love on the Run

Kendall was just a normal teenager going to a concert with her best friend. But when danger strikes and an unknown criminal arrives and starts shooting up the area, Kendall finds herself completely alone. Luckily, two brave boys are there to help her out, Zayn Malik and Harry Styles from One Direction. Kendall wasn't much of a fan, but the trio starts to bond while running from a killer. When both band members start to develop feelings for her along the way, Kendall finds herself trying to make the hardest decision of her life.


5. Help!


What is happening? Harry and Kendall  just zoomed right past me before I was able to see where they were going. What were they running from?

That question was quickly answered as a dark figure zoomed right past me as well. I watched as more and more distance was created between me and the unknown subject. I then realized that he must be the killer... Harry and Kendall must've been running from him...

At that thought, I took off at a jog in the direction I had seen them run. 

Zayn, don't be stupid. Don't run in the direction of the killer.... I told myself. 

I stopped and almost turned back around... 

Wait no, you have to help Harry and Kendall, I decided. I began to jog even faster towards the last place  I saw them. 

It felt like I had been running for hours until I finally found someone... but I wish I hadn't.

From about 20 feet away, I saw a body laying motionless on the ground. I stopped and tried to make out who it was... the curls. I sprinted up to Harry and pushed him onto his back.

"Oh god..." I started mumbling. "Harry? Harry, can you hear me?" I started to shout at him. 

He had a big bloody gash on the side of his head... the killer must've hit him... but I knew for sure that he was breathing!

"Harry, wake up!" I shouted again. I shook his arm until he took a big breath and started to blink. I sighed with relief as I bent down to hug him. 

"Thank god you're okay..." I whispered, smiling. 


"Are you sure you you guys are going to be alright by yourselves?" Niall asked Zayn and I. 

"Yes, don't worry. We're just going to be gone for a couple weeks to go see the concert and do some promotional work for One Direction." I assured him. 

After I had hugged Niall goodbye, I walked across the room to say my goodbyes to the rest of the group. 

I walked up to Louis and punched him in the arm playfully. "Promise you won't drive the boys nuts while I'm gone, Lou?" he looked at me with raised eyebrows. I laughed and pulled him into a hug.

"Yeah, I didn't think so either." I walked to Liam.

"Remember, if you need anything while you're away, just call and we can work something out for you." Liam said while reaching out to hug me. 

Zayn said his goodbyes and the two of us walked through the gate at the airport.

"Thanks Liam, but we'll be alright. After all, it's just a concert. Nothing bad will happen...

I opened my eyes. The starry sky was shining bright in my face... I squinted. My head was hurting really bad... All I could see were the dark figured of trees... and Zayn, looking down at me.

"Thank god you're okay..." I heard him say. Than I felt him bend down to rap his arms around me.

"What happened?" I whispered tiredly to him.

He helped me sit up and I put my hand to my throbbing head. Blood...

"I'm not exactly sure, mate... I think the gunman knocked you out. I ran here to find you guys and I found you unconscious..." 

I nodded at him. The memory of before slowly came back to me. I was running... holding hands with Kendall... then she stopped to see if Zayn was behind us... then the gunman came up from behind me... and that is all i remember.

Kendall. "Zayn, where's Kendall?" I started to panic. I scrambled to my feet.

"I don't know Harry, I thought she was with you!" Zayn replied. I could hear the panic in his voice also.

I started to walk in circles looking in all different directions through the woods. "Kendall!?" I called out.

Zayn cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled the same. "Kendall, where are you!?" 

I couldn't even begin to imagine what could have happened to her... the gunman was obviously the last person to be with her. 

If he kidnapped her and took her somewhere... where could he be? Where could he have taken her? If he has her all to himself... he could rape her! He could have ALREADY raped her... 

He might even kill her...


Still hanging off of the killers hip in fear while he trudged through the woods farther and farther away from where I last saw Harry, I finally pucked up the courage to speak.

Tears falling from my face, I caught my breath. 

"Where are you taking me?" I quivered. 

No response. 

"Where are you taking me??" I repeated, but this time a little louder.

When there was no response a second time, I got frustrated. 

"My friends probably already figured out that I'm missing. They know what you look like, they'll come looking for us!" I tried to threaten him. 

It must not have worked... "SHUT UP." He snapped at me. I began to shake in fear.  I was silent for the rest of the walk. Although I did look around to try to take in all that I saw. Because if he is going to throw me inside some random place, I'll need to know my location if there is any chance of Zayn and Harry finding me.

Then I remembered Harry... oh god. Zayn better find him in time.

Suddenly, the strong arm that had a tight grip on me for the entire walk let go aggressively. I stood next to him, staring at the ground with my arms crossed until he pushed me.

He pushed me hard on the arm and it caused me to fall right into a ditch. It was like a cave inside the ground... you wouldn't notice it if you were just walking through the area. You wouldn't notice until you fell into it. 

I sat up and tried to brush the heavy dirt off of me. I stood back up and attempted to climb out of the hole. But the dirt wall was too steep... every time I got a couple steps closer to the top, I would slide back down. 

I could only see the man's feet through the opening. I looked up at it.

"What are you doing? Let me out of here!" I yelled.

"There is no use in trying to climb up. You'll just hurt yourself." The deep voice replied. "I'll come back later." 

Then I saw his feet turn around and walk until I couldn't see him anymore. It was dark and scary down here, and I needed more than anything for someone to come find me. 

Zayn and Harry were the only people who would think to look for me here. If they didn't... I don't know what would happen to me. I didn't even wanna think about it...

But god I hope they come.



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