Blue Business

[13] Taken away

I am so so so sorry that I haven't updated in such a long time but I'm stepping into my finals and I have to study ahead of them since my family's visiting from our hometown! I love you guys lots! xx

[13] Taken away

|Arabelle|

At eight o'clock we'll start moving with the plan. I've got to admit that it's pretty smart, but it was such a risk ... yet not bigger than us going to actually meet up with them. Niall has sent us two people to help us, the lady was really close by looks to me and so was the man to Harry. It has to work.

"Okay, one last time." Harry sighs heavily, and I could tell he was just as nervous as I was.

"Belle you'll wear Kristen's wig, and her jacket with the outfit. I'll do the same with Luke's clothes." He motions with his hands, and we all nod. "First, we'll head out and set off. Exactly an hour later, you guys will keep going straight to the spot Niall and his team are going to be waiting at. Good?"

We all nod again. I watch as Kristen and Luke gulp down their water whilst chatting normally. As if nothing's going on and I hated it. This was so risky, how are you so calm? They're not as troubled as we are. Harry walks over to me, gripping my shoulders as he lowers his head to take a better look at my face.

"Belle, we'll be okay." His arms wrap around my shoulders,

I lean to his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat that felt exactly like mine.

"This will work and they'll catch them." He chuckles, "Cheer up."

I force a laugh just to not disappoint him, and he tightens his grip for second before we got interrupted by the crew.

"You guys ready?" Like asks as he looks down at his watch,

"Yeah, let's get this over with." Harry claps his hands together,

I watch as Kristen puts on a wig that looks a lot like my hair and I do the same with the wig I've been given. Harry pulls the hood over his head, and takes a nervous breath which he immediately tries to recover with a brave expression once our gazes meet, and I appreciate his way of keeping me calm but it wasn't working.

"Okay look," I whisper as he inches to the door, "What if we don't survive or the plan doesn't work?"

His lips curl at the sides, and his hands cup my face. "It's going to work, don't sweat it."

Some part of me wanted to insist that we either give up on this case or we just lock up in the bedroom but I couldn't leave him to it alone.

"Okay." I say anyways,

Ken pulls the door open, and Harry voices, "Good times, see you again next week maybe?"

And Ken speaks as Harry nods his head. "Yes, definitely."

We wave one final time and walk towards the elevators as we hear the door close shut behind us. My heart's leaping out my chest, I saw someone by the corner behind us and I couldn't dare look back nor talk since we're being watched. When we step out the elevator, Harry tugs on my arm to lead me to the car we've been assigned to drive in to our destination. The minute Harry turns the engines on, I exhale a deep breath I took in a few seconds ago and take a look at him.

"You good?" He asks as we drive away,

I shake my head, "I don't know."

Two hours into the drive, and we still haven't reached our destined motel. It was Niall's suggestion that we hide out so far, and even though I didn't trust him- what he said made sense and I couldn't not agree. Just as my stomach obnoxiously growls, Harry and I turn heads with wide eyes before he bursts into a laugh whilst I cover my reddened face.