Hard Time's

Not Gonna Get Us

There is no way she is going to make the jump. She doesn't care anything is better than suffering more pain and enduring more humiliation. Only just missing the ledge. You reach out and grab her wrist yanking her towards you, you fall on your back and she lands on top of you. She's sitting on top of you her thighs at either side of your hips, she's panting you both are. You can't help it a faint blush appears as you check her out. 'I think we have met like this before.' you smirk up at her. The baroness's eyes widen she is pale with fright but goes pink at your comment. '(y/n)! Heaven's sake it's not really the time!' You wink up at her and she hides her smile. You grab her hips to pull yourself up a little to see behind her.

The officers are not prepared to make the jump and you hear the order for them to go downstairs and enter the next building. 'Time to go.' you pat her waist and she quickly gets up, offering a hand to you. You grab her hand and she loosens her grip to let go but you don't allow this. Your grip tightens. You run down the flights of stairs with her when you get to the bottom you hear the officers just about to break in the door. You are both out of breath from running and she looks terrified again. Thinking fast you shove her back into a cupboard behind the stairs with cleaning products.

It's cramped you can both barely fit, and you close the door. Her body is pressed directly against yours and your hand is over her mouth. You press your index finger over your lips she has to keep quiet. The Baroness nods not speaking you keep your hand over her mouth, and you both hear the guards storming upstairs. Giving it a few minutes you pull her back out the cupboard with you and lead her out the back of the building when finally luck strikes. 'Kat! Gimme your car keys!' Your friend has just parked her car and she looks at you and then at the Baroness in total confusion. 'W-what?' you pry the keys from her hands. 'I'll explain later. I promise.' You unlock the doors. 'Get in.' you order the Baroness.

Not one to take orders but this time, not one to argue she gets in the passenger seat and you into the drivers. 'Buckle up.' you instruct. You both put on your seatbelts as you start the car. 'I didn't know you could drive.' she comments. 'Yup.' you put your foot down speeding off. Kat stands holding her hands out. 'Please don't let her scratch it.' You round the corner and the car scratches the side of the building. 'Fuck.' you've been spotted sirens start blaring, and blue lights are flashing. You push the throttle down fully skidding down the street and running through a red light car's honk. The Baroness stomps on an imaginary brake. 'I thought you said you could drive!' she screams. 'I didn't say I could drive well!'

"Nothing can stop this

Not now I love you
They're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us
Nothing can stop this
Not now I love you
They're not gonna get us
They're not gonna get us"

You skid around a corner on two wheels as the car continues to follow you. 'Fuck.' you stamp on the brake she squeals covering her eyes. A police car is in front of you and the other is drawing up behind you. 'Please.' you turn hearing the older woman speak she's petrified and tears are already falling. 'Don't let them take me, I can't.' You inhale and exhale you grab her hand. 'Hold on.' you growl and still holding her hand hit the car into first gear. You abruptly turn the wheel to the side and drive the car full speed down several flights of stairs. The Baroness is squealing with fear and gripping your hand so tight her nails draw blood from your hand. When you reach the bottom the car skids and you look up to see several officers who have left their cars to see if you made it.

The Baroness is panting for breath she rests her head against the car seat licking her lips she swallows. You look up at the officers and wink. Slamming your foot down again you skid off. 'Where do we go?' the Baroness finds her voice. 'To where our story started.' You draw into a private car park punching in the code you skid inside. 'Come on, hurry.' You both get out and you lead her to a side door. She holds your hand as you lead her into the dark nightclub. 'Louis!' you burst into your old boss's office. He is wearing a blonde wig and applying make up he jumps smudging his lipstick. 'What- oh fuck me gently, what now.' he groans seeing you. 'I need help the police are after us I need you to hold them off and buy us some time.' you pant. 'Why do you never stop by when anything normal happens? Like hey, Louis want to grab dinner?'

'Louis!' you bang your hand on the table. 'Club code?' Louis rolls his eyes and stands up. 'Fine, but don't make a habit of this.' he stands up in his sparkly sequin dress and he's even taller in high heels. He goes to the club entrance where the bouncers are refusing to let the police enter. 'We demand entry we have reason to believe you are harboring a criminal!' Louis fakes shock placing a hand on his chest. 'Wow shucks! A criminal! And do you nice boys have a warrant to enter my little old club?' The officer in charge steps forward. 'We demand entry at once you pervert!' Louis pushes passed both of his bouncers. 'Not without a warrant sugar.' he taps the tip of his nose. 'I'll be sure to help you, boys, out if you come back with a warrant later.' he shimmies his way back inside the club with a smirk.

From inside you don't know what is going on your heart is racing and you stand protectively in front of the Baroness. Louis enters and rubs his hands. 'Done. Mate, I love you to bits and you are a hell of a dancer and designer but you have got to stop showing up here with your bullshit. It's going to affect the club's discreet reputation.' You and the Baroness sigh with relief. 'When did you start doing drag?' you ask suddenly. 'When did you start taking part in police chases, we all have our secrets baby.' he saunters past you.