Nobody Compares

Chapter 18- Abducted

I leaned into the dead person's face. I could only tell they wore glasses. They were definetly sunglasses. As I got closer he snored.

The dead person snored.

SNORED. They couldn't be dead, then. 

"Ah!" The person must've saw me, as they jumped up, hitting their forehead on mine. And holding it. "Piper!" He knew my name. "Are you okay?" I'd know that accent anywhere.

"Niall! Where are we? Why are we here?" I asked kind of loudly. Then I said barely hearable, "Are we dead?" 

"No, we are in a plane? And -"

"Why are we in a plane? Where are we going?" I looked around nervously for a window. "Niall I'm scared." 

"Look, we're in a plane. I can't tell you where we're going. We're here because your dad wanted you to stay safe. Piper, there is something you didn't know about Jake." I stopped. I didn't know a lot about Jake. I just knew he was a terror. 

"What?" More importantly how would Niall know more about Jake then me? 

"When the pictures leaked of you and Jake the police saw ..." Wait - there were pictures of us? Like me hurt? "And they recongnized him here in England." How could they know Jake? How is it possible? He said he was never in England before. "Piper, he had 5 girlfriends before you. Only 5. All from England..." I stopped breathing. The anticipation was terrible. "They all died. He killed them, Piper. He could've killed you." 

"No..."

"Yes, Piper, they are looking for him." 

"NO!" My scream was glass shattering. "No, no." I trusted him. He could've killed me. "No, it wasn't him!" Was I sticking up for him? I didn't know. My brain was fuzzy, and I couldn't think right. 

"Piper, its okay." I could make out Niall crawling to me, but I backed away. "They are going to get him." 

I crawled in the corner, but Niall followed me. "But ... why are you here? Why are you with me?"

"Well after talking with police they predicted if you went around with body guards and in the public eye, you would be saw by the paps and Jake wouldn't be caught. If me and you were going out no one would suspect a thing besides us dating. We have to change our looks until Jake is caught." 

"Okay." I didn't fight back. I was used to obeying. For an odd reason I saw oppurtunity in this. I could get Jake arrested. I knew I wouldn't have to prosecute or whatever against him since he had 5 death sentences against him already. In England we have the death sentence.

I seemed alright with it. Cops were after my exboyfriend because he killed 5 other girls, and almost me, and I was in a plane going who knows where with a boy I kind of like. Nothing. Is. Wrong.

I sat in the corner, pushing Niall off. When my stomach grumbled I realized how hungry I actually was. I pushed the thought off, hoping Niall hadn't heard. He had. "Are you hungry? We're landing soon." I was freezing too, but I didn't want Niall to get any closer. I was mad at him. 

We didn't speak any more. When we landed Niall said the first word. "Look," he said scooting closer. I felt the slowly drop. "Think of this as a short vacation. Don't run. I don't want you to get hurt." 

"Why not?" I asked about him not wanting me to get hurt.

"Well you woud get caught by paparazzi-"

"I meant why do you not want me to get hurt? Why would you care if I got hurt?" 

"Cause I like you," he responded in a quiet tone. I smiled. He liked me.

I followed Niall around. I didn't have to carry any luggage. I just followed Niall to a tiny jet. When I got on I marveled at its beauty. It had 3 cabins, or rooms. Niall had his own, I had my own, and the workers shared the last one. It was like a cruise for just me and Niall but in the air. 

All of my stuff was in the cabin. Supposedly I was going to be staying in the jet for a few days. Maybe a week, they said. 

"Yeah, many people hide in the sky when they don't want to get caught." A worker was explaining things to me when we just got on. "They take like a billion airplane rides. Eventually they make rooms, and this jet was empty so you and that boy could use it." Niall was upstairs in his room. I finished our conversation with the worker named Casinia, and went to look at my room. I gasped loudly.

My room was across from Niall's, and his door was already closed and locked. I just stared at my room.

I had a water bed, that was very comfortable. I also had a blue couch with a television facing it. I had at least 50 new CD's from Imagine Dragons, Cher Lloyd, One Direction, Black Veil Brides, Pierce The Veil, and my favorite band, Sleeping With Sirens. [A/N Am I the only one in love with these bands? Asdfghjkl!] I had a writing desk, which was one of my hobbies. Writing. I had a television, but no computer or internet access. 

I had a frig, filled with food. If I wanted I could live in my room. I had everything I needed. 

After starring at the wonderful room, I took a seat on the bed and laid down slowly. I turned the television on. I watched Spongebob for at least 5 hours until it was 9 Pm. I was getting tired, but Niall came to talk to me.