You and Me

Chapter 7. Escaping, and no idea how.

Liam's POV.

We drove to a hotel about a mile away from Zayn and Leila. I laid on the bed, while the boys sat in the living room watching Russel Howard's good news. I didn't feel like it. I was worried about Leila. Even though I know Zayn didn't want all this, i still don't think I can trust him. He took Leila, and I promised her i wouldn't let Zayn get her. 

Niall burst through the door, and threw his phone at the bed. Unfortunatly, he missed the bed. If he was aiming for my face, he would have got it spot on.. 

"Sorry!" He shouted as he ran out the door. 

I picked up the phone. "Zayn." I said simply. "Put on my discuise out of the van, and get harry to drive you to where you were before. Walk into the building, and sign in as me. If he asks you you're name, you're me. If he asks for an identity, give it to him. My drivers lisence is under the front passenger seat." He said. "Where's Leila?" "She's staying here. You know what to do?" "Yeah. I'll be there in around an hour." I put the phone down and walked into the living room. The boys looked up. "Umm... I'm going now, Harry i need you to drive me there." "Okay."

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Harry pulled up into the bushes. "Thanks Hazza. We'll be back in about 3 days i expect. Drive Lou and Niall home. Take care!" I said wondering towards the building with Zayns big zacket and mustashe on. As i walked to the big double doors of the building, lot's of people stared at me. It was kinda scary. I put my hand on the big door, and pulled it open. There was a lady at the front desk, who asked for Zayns ID, which she fell for, and told me where to sign. I told her i lost my key, and she gave me a new one, and showed me up to the room. "Thankyou!" I said sweetly. "No problem." She smiled, and walked back to the elevator. 

I unlocked the door, and opened it slowly to reveal a small corridor with a door at the end. I walked in and closed the door behind me. Slowly, I walked to the end of the corridor. "YEAH? WELL THEN WHAT? THIS IS YOU'RE FAULT ZAYN. NOT LIAMS. YOURS." I heard Leila shouting. I wanted to go in, but I didn't want her to know i heard thier argument. "Leila calm down, or you'll be there the rest of the night!" Zayn said, anger filling his voice. "No. I'm not staying here. I'm going home when Liam's here." "No you're not." "Yes. I am." "Shut up Leila, you're giving me a head ache." "Good. LALALALALALALALALALALA." This could go on all night. Best to go in now...

I walked into the room. "LIAM!" Leila screamed happily. Awwww.:) "Hi Leila!" I ran to her, and hugged her, then realized she was handcuffed to the bed. "Errmmm... Let me talk to Zayn for a sec." I said, walking into the kitchen and closing the door behind me. "Zayn, why is she handcuffed to the bed?" I said angrily. "Cos she said she was going to meet you to make sure you was okay." He snapped. "And that means you can handcuff her to a bed?" I shot back. "Give me the key. Now." 

"Why should i? I'm the one who brought her here!" He shouted. "Exactly." I said simply. Zayn groaned, but gave me the key, then stormed off into what i guess was the living area. I shrugged it off, and walked into find Leila where she was before. She had her hand on her head, and was talking to herself...

"Leila?!" I said worriedly. "Huh? Oh... Liam." "What's wrong? Who are you talking to?" "Joa- Erm- noone." She said quickly. Lies. "Leila tell me." I said seriously. She shook her head. "Leila..." "You don't need to know, Liam. It's stupid." She sounded confused. "I need to know." "No you don't." "Yes i do." "No you-" "LEILA TELL ME!" I interupted her. "UGGHHH. Fine. There's a voice in my head, and she's really getting on my nerves. Her name's Joanne." She stated gloomly. I sat and prosessed what she just said. "Can she hear me?" "Yes." "Joanne, leave Leila alone." I said harshly. I was talking to a voice in Leila's head, that might just be her imagination. Wow. I need help. 

Leila's POV. 

"Joanne, leave Leila alone." Liam said over-protectivly. He took that well... He believed me? He must be going crazy. Wait- that's me.