In the chaos, I knew I had to pull it together and find Harry. I stood up out of my seat and was about to make a mad dash to the nearest hallway. But I was pulled back by somebody.

"I'm coming with you." Cindy said grabbing my wrist.

"No. I've caused enough trouble. I lost him the first time, I'm not doing it again." I say sternly.

"But I could help." I say.

"You could help by calming everyone down. I have to go." Before she could say another word I snatch my wrist away and run towards the hallway.

To be totally honest, I have no clue where he'd be. So I began to look through the halls asking personnel if they saw anyone pass by. Think Sarah. Where would the crazy villain usually take the victim? Lightbulb. The basement. But first I needed defense.

I began to walk through the stairwell down until I saw a security room. Must have some type of weapons. There was one man in there checking the monitors. But none had Harry and X. I went in and probably scared the living daylight out of the man.

I pulled out my badge. "I'm a secret agent. I need some type of weapon at all. And quick."

He looked at the badge wide eyed. "Well of course." He saluted and led me to a closet. "We don't have the best weaponry since, well, this isn't the White House."

I pulled a regular ol' gun and took some extra bullets just in case. "This'll do." I salute him then exit.

I run as fast as I can down the steps and thanks to my lousy choice in footwear, wasn't very fast. But it was good enough. I needed to find Harry before anything happened.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

I went up to the bar when I was about to ask the bar tender for drinks. But then it went dark. I didn't know what was happening until someone was pulling me away. Two people at that. I was about to yell for help when some type of cloth was out into my mouth and muffled my cries for help. I tried to kick out of their grip, but that didn't work. I was blind folded too. All I saw was some light seeping through the black fabric. And that's when reality hit me. I was being kidnapped.

I began to kick and scream more, but to no avail.

"That won't work." A girl chuckled.

"Just shut up before we slit your throat." A boy says.

I gulp. Slit my throat? They wanted to kill me? This was absurd. Paul would protect me, right? But if they wanted to hurt me, they might try to hurt Jennifer also. No no no. She's too fragile with everything she's already been through. She won't be able to protect herself.

I hear a door opening and feel myself being pushed into a chair. A hear a click of a light flickering on. The blind fold wrapped around my eyes loosened and was taken off. I found myself in a dingy looking room with but a single light hanging from the ceiling and the chair I was sitting in. I felt a strong rope being wrapped around me tightly.

A blonde girl came around my chair and faced me with a huge smile. Why would she smiling if she wants to kill me? I have to say she was pretty but nothing compared to Jennifer. She eyed me for a minute before speaking.

"You're even more adorable in person." She said pinching my cheeks.

I looked at her in pure confusion. What did she want?

"What do you want?" I asked rather harshly.

"I just want you, Harry." She said flirtatiously.

"I'm serious." I said through gritted teeth.

She stood straight in front me, seeming intimidating. "You'll find out soon enough." She walked towards the door. "But if I were you, I'd get comfortable."

Then she left. And I was there. Alone. Tied up. In a dingy looking room. Never thought life in One Direction would be like this.

*Sarah's P.O.V.*

The stairs felt like they were dragging on forever. My heart was thumping and I couldn't wait any longer to get Harry back. I was dying inside.

The stairs ended at an empty area with no doors. Just wall. But this can't be. There has to be another way. But who am I kidding? I can't find Harry. I slumped in a little corner where one wall was in between the corners of two others. As soon as I fell back onto the wall.....WOOSH.

I found myself sliding down a tube, head first. I shrieked in surprise, and because my dress was flying up. Then I felt into a pile of.....laundry? I was expecting maybe dead bodies or something but laundry? I wiggled my legs that were up above me in the air, trying to wriggle myself out.

I finally set myself free and could breath again. That laundry is pretty deadly. I fixed my hair. I'm not sure why though. I walked into the empty, abandoned basement, but I did see a hallway. Maybe Harry is here. I prayed inside he was and didn't get hurt.

As I began walking, a malicious chuckle stopped me in my tracks.

"Look who's here." I turned around and immediately my eyes widened in shock.

I never thought that him out of all people would be up to this. I mean seriously. It didn't make sense.

"Well isn't it Jeremy." I say turning and crossing my arms over my chest.

"Still adorable as usual." He chuckled again. "So what 'cha here for? Your boyfriend?"

"He isn't my boyfriend." I said.

"Well Styles is a real heart throb. But I never thought that even he would break through your tough shell." He said looking at me evilly.

I narrowed my eyes. "Why the hell are you doing this? You were in the agency and now you double cross them and use their technology for your own evil use." I uncrossed my arms.

"Yeah. I am pretty clever, don't you think? The pill from that mission we did before, using it against you. But I have to say you're a pretty smart girl, barfing it out. And that little bug under your foot. You know, I never thought that you'd walk through the city barefoot. And the voice chips and masks using it against little Cindy. Yeah, she never had a chance." After every single word he said, my hands clenched more and more that my nails were digging into my skin. "And all those little notes. They probably drove you crazy. And then there's Harry."

I felt myself tense up at his name.

"Oh lovely ol' Harold. Isn't he a treat? I saw all the pictures of you and him. Quite adorable. I knew he'd break you. Make you go into your vulnerable state. You know, make you actually act like a girl."

"What the hell do you want from him? He hasn't even done anything to you!" I yelled and felt myself move closer to him but kept distance.

Jeremy chuckled. "I don't want anything from him."

He caught me off guard. "What?" I said furrowing my eyebrows.

"I wanted you. I mean, Sarah, who wouldn't. You're the most beautiful, smart, talented, headstrong, percis-"

"Enough with the pleasantries." I said crossing my arms again.

"Well, I wanted to have you. But you kept rejecting and humiliating me. I would always outshine me on missions. Everyone would give you the praise. But me? He's her little assistant. No one cares." He paused. "But we could end all of this now and, you know, make up."

I looked him dead in the eye. "I'd rather die."

He smirked. "I thought you might say that."

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