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<where.is.chris?>

 

Feeling both angry and confused, Chris sat in the back of the dark van. He'd been in there for over an hour, it had seemed like forever.

He felt the van come to a halt. This was followed by the doors being opened. He then sat facing the two men.

"OK, onto the plane," one of the men said, taking Chris's arm and leading him onto a small aeroplane.

"What? Where are you taking me?" Chris asked, trying to shake off the men but they had a strong grip.

"You'll soon see," the other man said. "Come, Princess Nicola is waiting,".

Christian was even more confused. Princess Nicola? Who was she?

The men locked Chris in the back of the plane and got into the front to join the pilot.

Soon the plane was in the air. It was too late, Chris couldn't escape now!

 

***

 

Meanwhile, the other three lads were just leaving the club. "Let's go home to bed now," Ben whispered into Lisa's ear. Giggling, they climbed into the back of a taxi and set off to their apartment.

Mark and Debbie were still full of energy and were heading off to another club. "Want to come, Paul?" Mark asked.

Paul shook his head, he was still feeling sad about Sam leaving. "No thanks mate, maybe next time. I'm heading home now,".

Mark and Debbie left for the club, along with Jo, Sarah and Lauren. That left Lucy, Heather, Lissa, Kathryn, Nic, Katy and Helen.

"Where did Chris get to?" Lucy asked the girls. "I haven't seen him for about two hours,". She was getting worried.

"Maybe he went to the club with Mark," Sarah suggested. "Don't worry about him,".

"You're right," Lucy said. "He'll be with them. Although he should have at least told me...".

"Call him on his mobile," Jo said.

"There's no point, because I've got his mobile here in my bag," Lucy pointed out. Now she was getting angry. "He shouldn't just walk off not telling me where he's going! He's got the house keys so I won't be able to get in. How irresponsible is that!".

"Don't worry, you can stay over at my place tonight," Heather offered, after all she and Lucy were good mates.

"Thanks," Lucy said gratefully. "When I see Chris he has some major explaining to do!".

 

***

 

So Lucy stayed at Heather's house for the night. The next day she phoned her house number. But there was no answer.

"He's still not home!" Lucy shouted, slamming down the phone. She turned to Heather. "I don't know whether to be mad or worried. I'm starting to think something's happened to him...".

"Forget about Chris for a while, you'll hear from him soon," Heather promised. "Let's go shopping, that will take your mind off him,".

Lucy could hardly turn down a chance to go shopping! So she and Heather called the other girls up and they set off towards the West End of London.

Ben and Lisa came along too. "Did you see Chris last night?" Lucy asked them.

Neither of them had. "Ask Mark," Ben suggested. "Maybe he went to the club with him,".

Mark and Debbie were also shopping that day. "No, he didn't come with us," Debbie said. "That's really strange, Chris never goes off without telling anyone,".

Lucy started to panic. "Something must have happened!".

Heather sighed. "He'll be fine, relax! Just try and forget about him,".

 

***

 

Two days later the members of a1 and their dancers arrived at Wembley Arena ready for their concert which was that night. Except... Chris wasn't there.

"I still haven't heard from him," Lucy cried as she sat backstage with the others. "I can't believe this,".

"We'll have to call off the concert, we can't do it without him," Paul said. "Management are going to be very angry,".

"And the fans will be upset," Mark pointed out.

"Come on everyone, it's time for the rehearsal," Sam pointed out, looking at her watch. "We'll have to practice without Chris,".

"Is there any point rehearsing when we're cancelling the show?" Ben shouted. He stood up and walked out of the room. "Come on Lisa, let's go home,".

Paul sat quietly, trying to sneak glances at Sam. She looked up and their eyes met. She gave him a smile then turned away to talk to Jo.

Mark noticed this. "Paul, just ask her out," he laughed. "You and Sam have been flirting with each other forever. Make the first move!".

"I can't, what if she turns me down?" Paul said, shaking his head.

"I'll get Sarah and Lauren to ask her if you like, they're good mates with her," Mark suggested.

"Thanks," Paul said, feeling nervous and excited at the same time.

Mark walked over to Sarah and called her over. They stepped outside the room into the corridor.

Mark explained the situation to her. "So can you and Lauren ask her if she likes Paul?".

"She does like him," Sarah said with a smile. "She keeps telling us how fit he is and how she wishes they could go out with each other,".

"Great!" Mark grinned. "Tell her that Paul feels the same way, then she can make the first move since Paul won't,".

"OK," Sarah said, looking right into Mark's eyes. For a moment he just gazed back.

When Sarah walked off, Mark instantly felt a wave of guilt. Had he just been having dirty thoughts about someone other than Debbie..?

 

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