10 Hours (HS)

5:45 pm

"Oh...holy shit...WHY are we LAUGHING?!" I instantly realize what's really happening, and stop laughing....then I look at him.

You're in a bank vault with Harry Styles.

"Ah..." I choke out. This...this can't end good.

"Oh my God...I can't..." I put my hands on my knees and breathe in..

"Liv, it's going to be OK. I know that's hard to understand. Those guys..." He says, motioning towards the vault door.

The SEALED vault door. Where no more air is coming in.

"They don't know about us. They don't know ..."

"Course they do! The vault door...it shook the walls when you pulled it. Oh shit. I'm in a VAULT with you. With HARRY STYLES! Fuck! Mia...she'll never believe it..."

Then I remember my phone, yanking it out of my pocket and staring at it in my hands. I look up from my phone to Harry...to his eyes. Jesus. Those eyes! I've looked into those eyes SO MANY times.

I have posters.

Those eyes never looked like this.

"I...I have my phone! We can call for help!" I say, smiling, and quickly pressing the 911 buttons.

Harry looks down at my phone, his face changing to disappointment.

"It's not going to work." He says, flatly.

What? Sure it will! It's ringing now!

"No, no, it's ringing!" I say, excitedly.

He doesn't seem relieved. Then I get a fast beeping and it disconnects.

"What?! It was just ringing!" I feel like I'm about to hyperventilate.

I'm staring at my phone. It seriously was ringing...I push the buttons again.

"Can you...could you listen to me for a moment?" Harry says, reaching out and taking my hand that's holding my phone.

Harry Styles is holding your hand.

"Listen, I'm not trying to be pushy here. I truly am just trying to help you, to help us both really. Can you give me your attention just for a moment?" He says, smiling...still holding my hand.

I take a deep breath. Mia's NEVER going to believe this....that is if we aren't killed.

"OK. I'm sorry I'm babbling. I'm just...why aren't you FREAKING out?!"

Seriously. How can he be this calm?

"First, I promise you, I'm scared too, but we are completely safe, right now, in here. Liv, may I call you Liv?" He asks, looking at me.

I nod. Anything. Call me ANYTHING. Maybe if I just forget about the killers in the lobby and imagine Harry and I...

"Ok, Liv, your phone won't work in here because we are inside the bank's vault. The walls are thick steel, surrounding us. Do you follow?"

Oh my, that accent.

Focus nympho.

"This is both good and bad for us. It's good because it's protecting us from those men, the ones shooting off their guns in the lobby. They can't get in here. They can't shoot through the door either. Even if they were somehow able to get the combination from the manager of the bank, the vault's on a timer and cannot be opened right away, even with the combination, well actually it's a series of numbers, not just one combination, that have to be entered over the course of several timed intervals."