Chapter 1-
The crowd was singing loudly each word of each song that One Direction sings. I see a man a couple of rows away from me. He had a black hood on so i couldn't see his face, but he was standing in my direction. I ignore him and try to enjoy the rest of One Direction's concert.
I walk out the double doors that enter the Time Warner Cable Arena, and sit on a curb waiting for my mom to pick me up. She should be here in about 5 minutes, she texted me. I heard multiple footsteps walk behind me and car doors slamming and fan girls, well you know, fan girling. I heard another pair of footsteps walk past but not a car door slam. The footsteps stopped behind me. I saw a shadow come closer behind me. I fumble through my purse getting my mirror. I open it up and hold it up with my lipstick in the opposite hand. I look in the corner of the small mirror to see the hooded man behind me. I shut my mirror quickly and put it back in my purse along with my lipstick. I get up casually and walk back into the Arena and into the lady's room. I run into a stall and lock it. I climb onto the toilet so my feet were off the round. I heard the door open and then shut with heavy footsteps following that. I tense up when the footsteps come closer to my stall. "I know you're in here." A deep husky voice echoed in the bathroom. I started sweating trying to keep my balance on the toilet. I heard stall doors be slammed open. Shit. Another stall door got slammed open. It was the stall next to mine. This was it. I'm dead. Then my stall door vibrated as a foot hit the door. I jumped after each bang. The stall door flew open revealing the hooded man. "There you are." The man said with a smirk on his face. He slammed a cloth against my face. I kicked and screamed, but there is no use. My vision went black.