Jordan's point of view

I ran away from the man and straight into the street. I didn't look both ways, so I didn't see the car that was coming. I had hoped maybe this man got hit by the car as he followed me, but I was proved wrong as someone grabbed me.

I tried to stay calm and remember what I was always told. Twist his arm and knee him in the groin. I tried, but since I was so tiny and he was a grown man, it didn't work.

I screamed and struggled against him. As my foot stopped on the floor, I remembered these had a small, pointed heel on them. I stomped on his foot and he let go out of shock.

Thank god for Ashton buying me heels that I actually like.

I ran, despite how hard it was, back to the studio me and Taylor were in front of and he was gone. I ran inside and went straight to the backstage. "Timothy! Christian! James!" I yelled as I looked around.

"Woah woah woah, princess, what's so urgent." I heard Timothy's familiar voice and I ran up to him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. Tears fell from my eyes and he rubbed my back. "What's wrong?"

"I-He-Taylor-"

"You need to calm down babe." He told me amd I grabbed his shirt in my fists. "Where is Taylor?" He asked me after my sobs turned into sniffles. "Tell me what happened."

"We were-We were outside and the guy started texting me," I gasped out as I wiped my eyes. "I told him-I told him to come inside and someone was watching us but he didn't believe me." I rambled and Timothy pressed his lips against mine.

"I can't understand a word you're saying when you ramble like that." He told me aftet he pulled away and I looked at him. "Sorry, I didn't want to tell you to shut up."

"I-Where's Ashton?" I asked and he pointed to the crowd. I nodded and made my way down to where he was sitting. He looked at me and his happy expression turned into confusion.

"Have you been crying Jordan?" He asked and I looked around. I felt as if someone was watching me, but I was in a room full of people, I think it's nothing.

I grabbed his hand and he allowed me to drag him out of his seat. "What's wrong? Jordan, you're scaring me." He said and looked at me worried. I think.

"It's that guy who was texting me, he's here and he-he has Taylor and I don't know what to do because this is all my fault." I said as tears brimmed my eyes again.

"What do you mean he's here?"

"I mean he's here and trying to kidnap me." I said. "I had to stab his foot with these heels to get him to let me go-"

"Let you go? Did he hurt you? Is anything broken?" He asked me as he began to check. I shook my head and he grabbed my face. "We need to leave."

I nodded and we made our way back to where the others were. "Guys, we have to go." Ashton said and they all looked at him confused. Vivian was glaring at the way I was clutching on to Ashton's arm but she had no right to be angry or jealous.

"Why?"

"Just trust me, please. Tell the kids' parents were leaving and tell the kids we are too." Ashton said and I held on to him as we all left. "Do we go to the police station? I've never been in this situation before."

"Police station?" Michael questioned. "Ashton, what the hell is going on?" Michael asked as he stopped him. We were outside and Taylor was no where to be seen, but my phone was on the floor.

I picked it up and then showed it to Ashton after I turned it on. "See? He was-He was watching us and I tried telling Taylor but he didn't listen and now he's gone." I said and he took the phone.

"Ashton, they were just about to announce the winner." Chelsea said as she walked out. "Why do we need to leave so early?" She asked as Ashton scrolled through my phone.

"Jordan's in trouble, and so is Taylor." He said and Vivian ripped me off of Ashton. I squealed as I was in the dark, and out in the open, and ran towards the others, clinging on to Calum for dear life.

I would have went to Luke, but Calum looks more intimidating right now. However, if Chelsea wasn't already holding on to Michael, I would have ran to him.

"Baby." Vivian scoffed as I buried my head into Calum's side. He wrapped an arm around me and rubbed my arm comfortingly.

"Don't be rude to my daughter." Ashton said to Vivian. "Leave her be. She's afraid right now, be nice." He told her and she looked at him as if he got mud on her brand new carpet.

"Where is Taylor?" Chelsea asked as she looked around. "I didn't see him inside."

"He's gone. That guy took him and if it weren't for there damned heels, I'd be with him." I said and Calum sighed. "I should be there with him, it's my fault he's there in the first place." I said.

"Don't say that." Ashton told me and I sniffled. "Come on, let's just get in the car and we can go straight to the police station. We can get Taylor's phone tracked and see where he is. Wherever he is this guy must be and that's when we can jail him."

"You're finally using that head of yours Ashton." Chelsea said and I was so upset, I didn't even laugh. I was practically shaking. I felt like he was going to come out and get me like he did to my best friend.

"Here," Calum said and picked me up. "It was awkward walking side by side like that." I nodded and nuzzled myself closer to him. "You smell lile strawberries and coconut."

"Timothy likes strawberries and I like coconuts." I said and he nodded. We got to the car but as soon as we got there, a note was taped to it.

"What does it say?" Calum asked and I saw Ashton grab it. Calum leaned over to his side and read it, but I kept myself staring at my legs. I felt like if I stared out into the distance I'll see him.

"'I have the boy and if you want him back, I'll need the girl.'." Calum read outloud. "'He may or may not be unharmed when you get him, we'll just see how long it takes...'."

"Well, one thing's for sure, Jordan is not going with him." Luke said as he crumbled the paper up. "She's staying with us. She's ours."

"He'll hurt Taylor."

"Sometimes you need to think about yourself baby girl." Michael said and I squeezed my eyes shut. "You're wellbeing should be before anyone else's, especially when it comes down to somthing like this."

"Bu-"

"No buts. Just, let us take care of this. We'll find a way around this and to get Taylor back. Um, Calum will stay with you at all times, if not, Vivian-"

"No." Ashton said, cutting Luke off and surprising me. "That's my daughter. Either me, Michael, or Chelsea will be with her. She trusts them the most, and is closer tk them, anyways." He said.

"Well what do I do then?" Luke asked and Calum agreed. I buried my face into Calum's neck, to which he just ran a hand through my hair soothingly.

"Well right now, I need you to get your asses in the car so we can go down to the police station." Ashton said and I was being set down. I got into the car and sat in between Michael and Chelsea.

"Your phone." Luke said and handed me it. I took it and then saw Timothy sent me multiple texts. I set it down and then buckled my seat belt.

"Everything is going to be okay Jordan." Chelsea told me and I leaned my head on her shoulder as I texted Timothy back.

"Well... we won." I mumbled, not all at happy or excited. I got a call from Taylor's phone and I froze. "I don't, someone take this for me." I said and Michael took my phone from me.

"Speaker it." Chelsea told him and he did so. The sound of rusting filled the car and I closed my eyes, ready for a yell or a scream. It never came.

"Jeaus christ, your house smells like donkey ass and weed. Blow some Fabreeze up in here before I die of tainted oxygen." I heard Taylor say and I furrowed my eyebrows together in confusion. Was this call not on purpose?

"Shut up kid." A gruff voice snapped. A familiar voice.

"Watch the hands mister, these hips were made for dancing, not for grabbing. You have to preserve the art you know? They won't last forever, don't make their due date come even faster." Taylor hissed and I cracked a smile. That moron.

"Shut up." The guy spoke again and I heard a thump. "Fucking hell, stop moving. You're lucky that didn't break. If it broke I would have punched you in the eye."

"Keep your hands above the south equator and I won't fucking move." Taylor hissed. "Jesus, just because my friends are into fingers up their asses, doesn't mean I am. I am as straight as a pole."

That was hit by a car.

"Where the hell is my duct tape?" The guy asked and I heard drawers being slammed shut.

"Wow, how kinky do you get? Blindfolds, ropes, and now duct tape? Damn, you're into some Fifty Shades of Grey shit." Taylor said. "Sorry, I'm not into this. I've seen the movie, I'm not a submissive. I'd probably be a dom. It seems very... interesting. I could be a dominant, minus the damn whipping. I can't do that."

"God dammit, shut the fuck up!"

"Make me!" Taylor shouted. "Fuck that sounded wrong. No, keep it in your pants you meatball looking motherfucker. I don't suck dicks, especially the ones attached to a guy who knocked me out and kidnapped me. "

He's going to get himself killed with that mouth of his.

"I wanted the girl."

"Christian wasn't out there?" Taylor said and I heard a groan. "Oh, JJ... Keep your god damn burrito looking fingers away from her. She's innocent, and sweet, and taken too, by a good lad. He can be a huge imbecile sometimes, but he treats her well."

"I'm going to kill you if you don't shut up."

"Dies because he sassed his kidnapper too hard..." Taylor trailed off. "Sounds like a beautiful death. Play the song 'Stockholm Syndrome' by Blink-182 at my funeral to throw people off. It'll be funny."

"God, I should have left you in that fucking dumpster to sufforcate to death."

"I don't see much of a difference between your house and a dumpster. I mean, they both stink, are dirty, and causing me lack of clean oxygen in my system." Taylor said and then gasped. "Oi! I worked hours of hard, back breaking labor for that phone, don't touch it with your damn burrito fingers. And this ass is too nice for you to grab, I know I got the goods but they're not on sale homeboy."

The call cut and I sighed. "He's going to die before the sun even comes up." I said and sniffled. "That mouth on him is going to get him killed."

"Taylor is really some fearless kid man." Calum said. "Not even I would be able to sass the person who could kill me without a second thought." He said.

"I think he but dialled you." Luke said and I nodded. "Surely they would not want us to hear that." He told us and the car stopped. "It lightened the mood though."

"Let me see the note and the phone." Ashton said and we handed them to him. "Princess, you have to come out here with me."

"I'm not going outside. It's freezing cold."

"I'm talking about my daughter, my princess." Ashton said and Vivian gasped. "And I told you to wear some jeans and a sweater, but no, you just had to wear thay skimpy as hell dress. It's your fault."

"Are you saying I look like a slut?"

"Not exactly, but yeah sure, we can go with that." Ashton told her and he grabbed my hand after he slammed the door shut. "Come on Jordan, you know more than I do, so you have to come in here with me."

"Okay."