One Direction Vs. 5SOS

Chapter 5

Liam's P.O.V.

I felt something poke my cheek.

"Liam?"

Poke.

"Liam?"

Poke.

"Liam?"

"What?" I mumbled.

I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Zayn wrapped around my arm. He smiled at me, his big brown eyes shining.

"Hi!" He said and chuckled.

I sighed.

"Hi Zayn."

"It's time to wake up. We're here."

I turned my head back to the window to see we've landed and I sat up, feeling Zayn pull away from me.

"Washington, D.C. Baby!" Zayn said.

I stood up along with him as we made our way to the door. Louis still held his blanket around him as he stepped off first, shielding his eyes with the blanket.

"Bloody hell." I said as I used my hand to shield my eyes from the sun.

We were escorted to a limo and we all climbed in with Mr. Winters and Professor Walsh. We waited for James as he stood by the limo talking on the phone.

"What did they rob this time?" He asked.

Pause.

"Really... Are you serious?"

Pause.

"They seriously robbed that? What the hell are they doing?" He asked.

Pause.

"All right, we're on our way."

James climbed into the limo and shut the door behind him.

"What happened?" Professor Walsh asked.

"They struck again." James said. "And guess what they robbed this time."

"What?" Mr. Winters asked.

"A toy factor."

"A toy factor?" Zayn asked, after a moment of silence.

"Yes. We're on our way there now."

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Harry's P.O.V.

"You boys can come out and look around. Maybe you could find some clues." James said and got out of the car.

I followed him and looked at the tall factory. There were yellow caution tape surrounding it and there were a few people around as a few officers guarded the main entrance.

James went up to them and said something and they nodded their heads. They looked at me and nodded as if they were giving me the 'okay'.

"Thank you." I said as I passed them and pushed the factory door open.

I walked in seeing a group of men and women, dressed up in identical blue work suits with smiles on their faces. There expressions turned confused as they looked down at me and I followed their eyes, seeing two pale hands holding a large black gun.

I looked up seeing their expressions turn into fear and horror as a round of gunshots went off. I blinked and they were all gone. The room was still and quiet but, it was a complete mess. Liam walked pass me entering the room and I toke a few steps in.

I looked up at the ceiling seeing a couple of gunshot holes. I looked down at the ground seeing cotton, broken toy parts and papers everywhere.

I walked down an alley of converter belts and stopped at the 4th one, hearing someone whispered. It was a women's voice. I looked to my left seeing Niall and Zayn looking around then I looked under the converter belt, seeing a woman with short maroon hair.

She whispered into a small phone pressed to ear but, then she looked up at me. Her grey watered eyes, widened in fear as she opened her mouth as if she was about to scream but, she disappeared and all that was left was a huge bloodstain on the floor.

I backed away from it and turned around, seeing Niall standing in front of a wall with graffiti on it.

"What does 5 sauce mean?" He asked.

I stood beside him, looking at the wall. There were 4 straight lines with another line going across it in black. Beside it were the letters, 'SOS'.

"It could be their signature." Louis said, standing to my right.

I heard Liam and Zayn come closer, staring at the wall. Zayn walked closer to it and touched the wall. He pulled away, looking at the black stain on his hand.

"It's still wet."

"Which means?" Louis asked.

"They could be close by." Liam said.

I walked to the wall and touched it.

"MICHAEL COME ON!"

I looked over to my left seeing the boy named Calum wave me over.

"They went this way." I said.

I walked over to the door, opening it seeing a flight of stairs going down. I heard the boys follow me as we ran down the stairs and went to our right, down the long hallway.

"Where are we going?" Niall asked.

"To them." I said and stopped at the end of the hall, looking across both hallways.

Left. A voice said.

I turned left hearing laughter but, it wasn't the boys.

"Hurry up Ashton." A voice said.

I opened the door entering big storage closet. There were boxes and cleaning supplies everywhere but the only thing that stood out was in the center of the room was a Jack in the box. Niall walked towards it and picked it up.

"There's a note on here that says, 'Turn the handle'." He said.

We surrounded him as he gripped the handle.

"Wait, what if this is a trap?" Louis asked.

Niall bit the inside of his cheek and looked at him.

"Guess we'll have to find out." Niall said and started to turn the handle as it played 'Pop goes the weasel'. My palms were starting to sweat as I shook, my heart beating faster as he got closer to the end of the song.

None of us talked, none of us moved, none of us even breathed as the tune went silent. Niall kept turning and turning but it stayed silent. We watched him, turn and turn till the top finally popped open making us all jump and sigh in relief.

"Jesus Christ. I hate those things." Louis said, clutching his chest.

Zayn toke the box from Niall and removed a card from the clown's hands and threw the box on the ground.

"I hate clowns." Zayn mumbled and looked down at the card.

"What does it say?" Liam asked.

Zayn's eyebrows pushed together in confusion and turned the card around so we could all see it.

"Welcome to America... One Direction." Zayn said.

End of chp.5

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