Louis' POV:

No.

This can't be true.

There has to be a mistake.

I'm supposed to have just about anything I want and I can't even keep a girl safe.

My hands tremble as I read over the messily written note again.

Hey Louis! Yes I know your name! Remember me? Heard you were famous! That's awesome. So, I apologize for not keeping touch for so long but I think I've made up for it with the news I have to give you. Remember when you beat me up and interfered with my business? Well, I do. But I forgive and forget. I've gotten even with you. I wouldn't plan on seeing Jess anymore. It may be a bit difficult.

See you soon xx

-M

He went to a mental hospital.

He couldn't have found us.

What did he mean I wouldn't be able to see Jess?

After what he did to her, he better bit touch or or I'll beat him again.

Although, now that I think of it I kinda just got lucky.

I barely even beat him, he just hit his head.

-FLASHBACK-

I'm going to tell you something, but you have to promise you won't think I'm a stalker. 'Cause I'm not.

I'm following a girl home from Uni.

Now that I think about it, I kinda do sound like a stalker...

I swear there's a reason though!

Her name's Jess and she forgot her notebook in the classroom. I was just returning it to her.

The problem was she was really pretty and I was just the class clown that was nowhere near attractive. Sooo she'll think I'm a mental for following her, but I didn't know how to approach her.

Maybe I shouldn't at all.

I could just drop the notebook right here and she'd probably see it on her way to Uni tomorrow!

No. Louis. Your a chicken. You can do this.

My pep talk didn't help much because I still stayed far behind her, out of sight.

I was still debating when I noticed I wasn't the only one following the girl.

Right in front of Jess was a space between two buildings and since it was by now late afternoon, it was more of a black hole. But I could just barely make out a silhouette of a person standing so still, it could've be anything.

I knew it was a person because as soon as Jess passed the alley, the figure stepped out behind her casually. But that was where normal ness ended.

As quickly as he had appeared he was gone.

And so was Jess.

There was nothing in front of me now. Just empty sidewalk.

Shit.

I rushed forward with my heart pounding against my chest.

I stopped by the wall closest to the alley and peeked around the corner. There was nothing.

I let my breath out in a huff of frustration. Which is funny because I don't remember holding it.

Then I realized that there was an alley on the other side if the building.

Oh.

I'm an idiot.

I quickly went over to it to peer around the corner.

I saw her, and the guy. He had his hand over her mouth and arm securing her thrashing arms.

Shit.

What do I do?

Call the police? No they'd take too long...

Look for a person walking by? There wasn't any.

Fight him?

That was a thought...

Me. Louis Tomlinson fighting. The kid that makes everybody laugh and teacher annoyed, fighting a kidnapper?

Not a bad idea.

Which is good because I had no time to think of a better one.

I need a weapon.

I looked along the wall for something blunt or heavy, but saw nothing except a loose gutter.

That's it!

It was metal and if used right could be dangerous.

I walked over to it and as quietly as I could started prying the already loose gutter off the brick wall.

"Hey! You there!" A masculine voice called from behind me.

Of course it was the man, with Jess still trapped in his arms. Her struggles getting weaker.

They had left the alley. Of course they did. They weren't gonna just stay there.

Shit.

I've been saying that a lot haven't i?

I slowly stood up from my work on the gutter, but stayed turned around.

I could quickly turn around and knock him backwards into the wall or something?

"Turn around. Slowly." He said threateningly.

I didn't.

Instead I whipped around and ran at him quickly. I pulled Jess from his grasp and shoved him. Hard.

I didn't notice that there was a bump in the cement. He tripped on it as he stumbled backward. He tripped and fell back, his head crashing against the corner of the brick wall with a sickening thump.

I guess it was hard enough to knock him out because he didn't get back up.

What if I killed him!!!

Shit shit shit.

I rushed forward and felt his pulse.

It was soft and very quick, but it was there.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"You saved me." I small voice spoke behind me.

I turned around quickly and felt my face heat up.

"Uh yeah, but don't worry about it." I said quickly not wanting her to try and repay me. "Are you alright?" I asked softly walking closer to see if she was injured.

"I'm fine. Maybe a few bruises, but nothing compared to what could've happened." She said and gave a small smile. What a bizarre thing to do after a event as this.

I suddenly remembered, he wasn't dead. He'll wake up.

I quickly dialed 999 and told them what happened. They said they would dispatch police immediately and to steer clear of the man until then.

I locked the phone and grabbed Jess's hand started leading her away without much thought.

"Hey! Not that I'm complaining, but where are where are we going?" She asked hesitantly.

Shoot I forgot she doesn't know me. Play it cool.

"Do you really want to be alone after that?" I asked trying to sound confident.

I realized that I was automatically taking her to my house that wasn't far from where we were.

"Uh no I guess not, but WHERE are we going?" She said impatiently.

"Oh, sorry. My house. My mum shouldn't mind company." I explained.

"Ah." She said still suspicious.

I rolled my eyes and walked up the driveway.

"I'm not gonna kidnap you. Promise." I reassured her.

-END OF FLASHBACK-

The man was apprehended by the police, but was taken to the hospital and was diagnosed with major head trauma. So bad that he had to go to a mental hospital after he was released from the medical center to be rehabilitated.

He's been there ever since then. The police interviewed us for the case, but he was pleaded not guilty because evidence was shown that his doctor had prescribed the wrong amount of a med that made him hallucinate.

Because of this, he was held not accountable for his actions. I knew it wasn't the meds, but the evidence was against me.

That was 4 years ago. I was positive that this letter is him telling me that he was released, healthy again, and is going to do something awful to Jess.