Hostage

Chapter 25- Repressed & Confessed Feelings

Reagan POV

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO. PLEASE, NO. THIS ISN'T HAPPENING."

Niall rolled his eyes at my outburst, Liam glanced at me, but said nothing. Harry kept staring at me, probably waiting for an explanation, and Zayn put his hand on my back.

"Reagan, what's wrong? What's happening with Louis?"

I was pacing around the room, ignoring Harry completely. Louis couldn't be in jail again. We hadn't even been together for that long! I couldn’t lose him already.

"I have to find a way to bust him out", I said to myself, "I can distract the guard, and he can run. I can commit a crime and take the attention off of him. I can-."

"Reagan! What. Is. Wrong? What are you mumbling about, and what's going on with Louis?"

Harry grabbed my arm and forced me to face him. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. Why was I the one that had to tell them? Oh, yeah...I'm the only that knows. Get it together, Reagan.

"He's in jail."

"WHAT?"

"You've got to be kidding me."

"I knew it had been a while since he had been in there. He probably missed it."

"I don't believe you."

All different responses from all of the boys. I felt Zayn's hand on my shoulder, and Liam and Niall just stared at me.

"He's in jail?!” Harry said, "for what?"

"We didn't get to that part. The line went dead."

Suddenly something dawned on Harry, and he glared at me. Even Zayn looked at him in confusion.

"That's why he wanted to talk to me!"

"What are you talking about?” I asked him.

"He wanted me to post bail! That's why he called me."

"Okay?” I rolled my eyes, "I don't see why you can't do that now."

"I DON'T KNOW WHICH JAIL HE'S IN. I don't know how much bail is. I don't even know why he got arrested!"

"Oh", was all I said.

That's why Louis was so desperate to get me off the phone. Needless to say, I felt kinda bad. I thought he didn't want me on the phone because he didn't want to talk to me. Turns out, he was actually trying to do something to get him out of there. Niall glared at me even more than he was already doing, and I slowly walked into the kitchen.

"So what do you wanna do?” Zayn asked Harry.

"There's nothing we can do. There are at least 10 jails here, and I have not a clue which one he's in. This is just great."

"I'm sorry, Harry", I told him.

"Yeah, me too."

"I just don't understand why he didn't call me to ask me to post bail. I would've done it just as quickly as you."

"Do you really not get it? Louis is different when it comes to you."

Before I had a chance to ask him what he meant, he stormed off into his room.

"He'll cool down soon", Zayn said.

"I doubt it. I feel badly. We could've gotten Louis out tonight."

"One night in there won't kill him", Niall said, not taking his eyes off the tv, "In all he's spent about 6 years in prison, so one night in jail is nothing to him."