Captive {One Direction Reunion}

~Chapter 3~

𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊
Michelle's POV
I'm woken up by a restless Emma, who is already wide awake, shaking me out of my sleepy state as she yells at me to get out of bed.

I groan, getting up and heading for the bathroom. I slip on some fresh clothes, before brushing out my hair and then grabbing my toothbrush and smearing some crest 3D white toothpaste onto it, and sticking it into my mouth.

Is gulp down Some water, cringing at the spicy taste of the mintyness, and I head down the hall and meet Emma, who is looking over our notes for phase one and two.

"Alright, let's do this. I'll drop you off at Harry's interview, and I'll be back 22 minutes later, with Louis in our car." I smile, catching the keys that Emma had launched my way.

Emma nods, putting on her game face, as she slips on her shoes, and heads out the door, as I follow close behind, and locking up the apartment after I close the door.

We get down to the parking garage and quickly get into the car, not wanting to waste any of our precious time. Because time is of the essence.

I start the car, and pull out of the parking space, speeding smoothly out of the underground garage, and onto the busy streets of London.

After about 17 minutes, I stop the car in front of a nice looking building, and Emma hops out, grabbing her small back pack, before giving me a small salute, smiling like an idiot as she closes the door, and walks inside to wait in the long line of fans.

I drive away, heading for the building where Louis interview would be taking place in 28 minutes.

I park in an empty spot, turning off the ignition, and grabbing my bag, heading inside.

I wait in the line that had gotten smaller as the interview rolled closer. I get to the front of the line, and the guard lets me through, and I immediately rush tot he bathroom, where I would be waiting to sneak backstage the moment the interview starts.

I hear Louis start to talk through the echoing halls, and I pike my head from out of the bathroom, before silently making my way to his dressing room.

I hide under the small makeup counter, waiting patiently for when the interview would be done, and I could snatch Louis and his carrots, and get him in the car.

After a long wait, I hear a single set of footsteps entering the room, and I scurry from out of under the desk and stand beside it, arms behind my back, so that my hands connected.

"Um."

"Oh hi, I'm Amanda, I'm Harry's assistant, and he's waiting outside. He wants to talk to you."

"About what?" Louis questions skeptically.

"I have no clue. He just said that it's important, and that as his assistant, he feels that I don't need to know what this is all about." I lie casually.

"Oh, alright. Do you mind bringing him over?"

"Actually, he said he wants to talk outside, where nobody will be able to interrupt the conversation he wants to have with you." I smile sweetly.

"Okay. Let's go then. I want to hurry so I can get home and sleep for a bit."

I nod, walking over to the emergency exit, where I then led him through the parking lot.

"Where is he?"

"He's waiting in the car of course! He can't just be standing in the middle of a bustling parking lot!"

"Oh haha, I forgot about that." He chuckles.

I open the back door and he gets in, thinking Harry would be there.

When he notices that Harry is in fact not there, he starts to panic, and tries and open the door. I quickly get into the drivers seat, and start the car, pulling out of the parking lot and heading to where Emma should be waiting with Harry.

Emma's POV
I walk inside, marvelling at the beautiful set up of the lobby, before going straight to the bathroom, and skipping the large line.

I wait a while, until I'm sure that the interview was over, before sneaking into Harry's dressing room.

"Um hello darling. And who might you be?" Harry asks the second I step into his dressing room.

"I'm Amanda. I am Louis assistant. He's asked me to bring you out back where he would like to have a small catch up. He says he's missed you." I smile, the lie rolling casually off of my tongue.

Harry looked skeptical, but he agreed nonetheless. I lead him out back, where I could already see Michelle's car waiting, still running.

Harry gets in the car without a second thought a she sees Louis, and I get in the passenger seat, the doors immediately locking.

The boys look panicked when we start to drive, but they still looked relieved to see each other.

"Where are you taking us?!" Harry demands.

Michelle and I stay silent, just eyeing each other from the corners of our eyes.

We make it back to the apartment, and Michelle parks the car. We get the boys out of the car, them not putting up a fight from the fear of us hurting them.

We pull them into our apartment, and we bring them to Michelle's room, where we tie them up on her bed.

We close the curtains, locking all the doors and windows as we exit the room, sharing a quick high five the second the door is closed.

Thank you for reading this chapter!! Next one will be out soon!!

Have a great day!!

-Emma