Trying to Escape. (Harry Styles , Marcel Styles, Marcel, One Direction Fanfictio

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

"Wake up!" I heard someone yelling at me.

"Sir we need you be calm." This time the voice was different and they weren't screaming, in fact they sounded polite.

When I opened my eyes a guy was looking at me, I guess he was waiting for me to wake up. We were still in the airplane but this time there were no people, not even Harry and that was strange for me.

"I need you to come with me." Said the guy.

"Who are you?" I asked him confused.

"I'm officer Jackson." He answered.

Now that I noticed he does looks like a police. But he didn't looked like polices do back in America or even England.

"Wait, where's Harry, he's the guy that was travelling with me." I asked a little bit too worried.

"Don't worry about him lady, he's ok, we're taking care of him." He said.

"What do you mean 'taking care of him?' " I asked while I followed him to wherever we were going.

"Like I said, there's no need to worry, he's in good hands, now can you please walk a little bit faster." He said.

Ok so Harry and I were travelling with the man who made some bussines with the one who trapped/kidnapped us. The only thing I remember was sitting on the airplane with Harry by my side and suddenly falling asleep. Now I'm here walking to I dont know where with the officer that I dont even know if its true he's an officer or not.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" I asked.

He took out his police badge. Still I don't know if its true, but I'll believe him.

Now we just entered a room with a table and two chairs.

"Take a seat please." He said.

At first I wasn't too sure if that was the right thing to do, But I sat.

The guy left and a few minutes later a women came by. She was dressed nice, she had a buttoned white shirt with a gray blazer over it, long gray pants that matched the blazer and black high heels that damn they looked fabulous! Where did she got them!?

Focus.

She sat on the other side of the table facing me. She was quiet for a while until she started asking me questions.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Mel- Blue Smith." I realized that if I gave her my correct information maybe they could help us.

"Age."

"17."

"Where are you from?"

"USA"

"What are you doing here?" She asked looking at me confused.

"I'm gonna tell you the whole story, I'm from USA I went to England to start university, a few days before starting uni, I was walking around the streets and it was getting late so I asked for a taxi to take me to my apartment. When I opened the door of the taxi there was this other man, I couldn't see his face but I got in the car anyways, suddenly everything went black and the next thing I know I woke up on a dark room with a guy in front of me. His name is Harry, they kidnapped us together. They...they used us. And.. So much more things." I said with a few tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Really?" She asked me with a 'I-dont-believe-anything-your-saying' face.

"Look I swear I'm telling the truth but believe whatever you want."