Evan POV:

We were just walking.
I held his hand.
He looked at me.
"You're so fucking adorable, you know that, right?"
I turned to him.
I smiled.
"You're more adorable."
A dark pink color flew over his cheeks.
"Your blush..." I said.
He looked at me.
"It makes me feel so happy." I winked at him and he blushed again.
"Ev..." he said.
I smiled. "Yes?"

Delirious POV:

"I never knew that we would be a thing. I never thought it would happen." I looked at him.
He smiled.
"It's like, a miracle. I have always loved you, but I didn't know you were..." I struggled for words.
"Gay?" he winked at me.
I nodded.
"I'm not. I'm bi." he smiled and squeezed my hand.
"Me too." I said.
We went up to a house and an old lady handed us each two pieces of candy.
"You want to know something?" he asked.
"Yeah," I nodded. "Sure."
"I'm honestly so glad that I pinned you in the kitchen the other week. I didn't even know if you liked me, and I didn't care..." he laughed.
"I just wanted you to see how much I cared for you."
I smiled and blushed.
"But at least I didn't ruin our friendship." he let out a relieved sigh.
I smiled and looked at his beautiful face.
He was all mine.
"You improved our friendship," I said.
We were now walking behind another lady's house.
"We improved into something we always wanted," I kept saying.
"Something we thought would never happen."
He smiled at me.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me against the back of the house.
"Eva-" I started.
"Shh. Nobody will see us. There's a fence, see?" he pointed.
"But, Ev-" I let out a small gasp and he started kissing my neck.
There was a fence, and there were no ways for people to see us.
But shouldn't we wait until later?
"Evan, we should wait until la-" I began but gasped again.
"Later? What's wrong with now?" he laughed, running his hands up my shirt.
"We're... Outside?" I asked.
"Nothing wrong with that." he laughed.
I laughed.
I started kissing him back.
He kissed my lips and pulled back for a second.
"I love you, Jonathan." he said.
I smiled.
"I love you, t-"
I didn't finish.
A loud screen echoed through the neighborhood.
"Who is that?" Vanoss jumped.
My heart started beating.
"We need to go." I said.
We started running as my heart raced in my ears.
Pound, pound, pound, my heart beats like an unsteady drum.

Nicole POV:

"LUKE! WE NEED TO RUN FASTER!" I screamed behind me.
He was running behind me.
I tripped and fell, but I didn't wait for him to lift me back up; I propelled myself upward and we started sprinting again.
We finally reached the RV's.
Most of the group was running towards us already.
I started crying.
"Nicole, calm down!" Luke said.
"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO CALM DOWN WHEN YOU KNOW ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ARE DEAD??!" I snapped, sobbing.
He looked hurt.
I never talked to him that way before.
"Niki, it can be someone else. It can be a prank." he said.
I shook my head.
"No, it's not a prank."
He started to ask what I meant, but everyone started running to us.
"What was that? Who did that? Who's scream? Is everyone okay? What happened? Why did someone scream?" Questions bounced through us.
I was the only one who knew the answers to them.
We were soon all here.
Except for one group...
Group Five.
I fell to my knees.
Marzia.

Evan POV:

"Nicole!" I said, picking her up.
She was sobbing.
"Shh, it will be okay." I said.
"NO! EVERYONE GET INTO THE RV'S!! NOW!" she screamed.
"Nicole, shh! It's okay!" I said.
I let her cry into my chest.
"It was probably just a prank, Niki." Cartoonz told her.
Chrissie got up.
"Okay. Roll call."
She counted names and we all said 'here'.
"Where's Felix and Marzia?" she asked.
Everyone looked around.
About ten minutes later, Pewdiepie became visible.
He was running.
He was bloody.
His jeans and his shirt were ripped.
"Felix!" Sean screamed.
Mark looked confused.
Bryce, Ohm, and Minx backed up.
He ran into us.
"Felix?" Delirious asked.
"RV's, now. Get the FUCK IN!" He pushed all of us.
We all got into the RV's.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"Someone... Someone..." he stuttered and continued crying.
He was shaking.
"Someone WHAT?" Marcel asked.
"Someone took Marzia." he turned to us.