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5.

During our car ride together, I learned that Niall works in finances and takes care of Mrs. Moore's records and clientele. He has clients all around the city, The Castle being one of them.

We joked around the majority of the ride and when I learned he actually wasn't going to kidnap and murder me we got along really well. He's very sarcastic and has a naturally charming and flirty personality. I'm so grateful he saw me limping through the rain the other day.

My mother wasn't too pleased when I got home an hour later than expected drenched in sewer water. She said it wasn't lady-like and I should've called Ed to come pick me up. I didn't tell her that he didn't answer the phone that day or else he might've gotten in trouble or even fired. I love that man too much to not have him in my life.

It's currently 7pm and suppose to be meeting Emily at Silver Platter for 9pm given I'm able to sneak out of the house.

We have a press event tomorrow morning so that means we're going to be closely watched by the paps. I'd have to sneak around the back of the house but that's going to be hard since my bedroom window faces the front.

Pondering on how the hell I'm going to get out of here, I start to get ready. I do simple makeup but add a red lip, it's my go to for nights out. I've never been seen in public with a lipstick this bright so it's like my little disguise. Paparazzi normally doesn't look twice if I paid it with dark clothing making me look a bit different then the media's used to.

When I'm done getting dressed, I grab my camera from under my bed. It's my new hiding spot since going into the attic everyday is a nuisance.

I put the strap over my body diagonally making my late night escape easier.

I open my bedroom window careful to not make a creaking sound and wake my parents. Reaching one hand out to grab the railing, I swing my legs over and lightly shut the window.

I hop over the small balcony and tiptoe on the roof of the house until I'm able to climb down from the pool house. It's connected to the side of the house and much lower than the main roof so it's decently easy to get down.

I put my body on the edge of the roof, gripping tightly until I'm holding myself above the pool house. There's a small drop of about two feet that I land softly given how often I do this. From here I'm able to jump a few feet into the grass.

Before I go to jump down a car pulls into the driveway, right underneath me. I lay down on the roof and peer my eyes over the top. Watching a black suv come to a full stop the adrenaline pumping through my veins quicken. Who the hell is here?

All I can hear is my shallow breaths and the footsteps of the person who exited the driver door. The footsteps get louder as they come closer to the pool house in the backyard.

Holy shit. If I'm found, I'm dead.

Just when I think we're about to get broken into, the person walks back out of the yard and into their car. Backing out of the driveway and onto the main road.

I lift my body off the roof and finally jump down. Wiping my shirt and pants of the dirt from the roof.

Running in a crouched manner across the large backyard I make it into the garage. I keep the lights off so I don't make it obvious I'm in here and not in my bed.

Getting into the car, I turn it on and make sure the lights stay off for now. It's incredibly dark in the garage so I fumble with the door opener on the dashboard for a second before it slowly starts to open.

Looking back in the rear view mirror I startle myself as I see a shadow in the corner of the garage. My blink a few times and look up again but it's gone. It must've been my hair flailing when I moved my head. Softening the hair around my face I start to reverse and head towards Silver Platter. It's me and Emily's favourite club in all of London.