Okay guys... Sooooo this is my first fan fiction EVER so just tell me if it's really bad or if I should write more or if I should change something...
Hffff. Hfff. Hfff. My breathing was so loud and heavy I couldn't hear anything else. I'm surprised I didn't scare the group of deer twenty feet in front of me. I was running my fastest ever through the forest behind Long Park and Battlefield High School. My feet were hitting the trail hard and I was just getting lost in the scenery. But that's where I messed up. I wasn't paying enough attention in a bad part of town. (Not that Haymarket is a bad area it's just I was running through a forest alone and there are creepy people everywhere...) All of a sudden, I saw something big move behind the trees. I started to freak out and tried to run even faster but I was already maxed out and I was getting too tired to run much farther. The next thing I knew, there were rough, yet gentle hands holding my arms behind my back so I couldn't turn around and see my assailant.
"Please don't scream," I heard a masculine voice say as a hand was placed over my mouth. "Nod if you won't scream," said the voice. I nodded slowly, wondering what would happen if I did scream. The hand was removed from my mouth but my hands were still held behind my back. "Do you like One Direction?"
Surprised by the random question I answered, "No, yes, I mean yes I like 1D..." "Ummm... I don't to be nosy or anything but you are in the middle of kidnapping me and you would ask such a ridiculous question why?"
"It's not a ridiculous question and I am not kidnapping you," replied the voice.
"Well is this how you normally greet people where you're from, then?" I asked.
"If I was a real kidnapper I would have probably hit you for that remark but I am not kidnapping you and I would never hurt a fan of One Direction," replied the voice with a slightly amused tone. "Don't freak out," he said as I felt the zipper on the pouch on the back of my running shorts move. My iPhone, car keys, and house keys were in there.
"Go ahead and take them! I really don't need my phone anyway but I would appreciate if you would at least leave the car keys because it's not even my car!" I shouted nervously.
"Shut up!" The voice yelled. " I am not a thief either!" I felt a piece of paper slip into the pocket and the zipper was moved again. " Now I have a gun pointed at your back so you better run and don't turn back," said the voice with an authoritative tone. As he said this I felt something hard press into my back. My heart started racing and I barely mumbled out,"Okay," and started running as fast as I could. I didn't look back, but as I reached my car, there was still one thought running through my head, who was that?