My Superstar Captor

Suddenly, a large crowd of people came along causing a ruckus in front of the building where we were standing just now. I could feel the man tense against my body as his hand tightened over my mouth needlessly. It wasn’t like I could call for help like this. As the crowd came closer, I could make out what they were saying.

“Where did he go?”

“I’m sure he came this way…”

“We need to find him!”

“Oh my god! Where did he go? I wanted to see him up close…”

“Are you sure that it’s even him?”

“Of course, I’m sure. It’s definitely him!”

“Sorry, boss…I think we lost him…”

Is this guy some criminal on the run? Am I being held hostage right now?

After a while of standing there in confusion, the crowd continued walking past the sidewalk in front of the building until their voices died down completely. My captor let out a long sigh, but he still had his hands on me.

“Mhhmmm!” I made a protesting sound.