Hostage

Chapter 4

Liam's POV

"Where is Harry? He was suppose to be back from the bank by now. I wanna watch the movie, do we have to wait for him?" Louis asked from the sofa across from me. His voice was muffled due to the fact that his face was facing down into the pillows. We were currently in the apartment that belonged to Harry and Louis, having a much needed movie evening. Everything had been so busy lately, we had barely managed to just hang out us guys. "Just turn the TV on, it's not like we have bad time or anything." Zayn said from the floor that he had placed himself on. It didn't look very comfortable, but who am I to judge?

I found the controller and turned on the TV, making Niall look up from the bag of chips he was currently molesting. "Ahh, not the news!" he yelled out, as the newsreader appeared on the screen. I agreed, I really wasn't in the mood for watching the news either. I was just about to switch to MTV when Louis pulled the controller out of my hands. "No, I wanna watch this, looks interesting!" he said and turned up the volume. I rolled my eyes. The one time Louis decided to be serious had to be right now. My eyes quickly became glued to the TV as soon as I realized what the story was about though.

Good afternoon, and welcome to this extra newscast. We have just found out that a robbery is taking place inside the well known bank "Castello Bank". Our reporter Jennifer Crane is currently outside the bank. Over to you Jennifer.

"Thank you, Lucy, I am currently standing outside Castello Bank, and as you can see the place is full of journalist and other curious people. It appears that this bank, who is the biggest in London, is currently facing a very serious hostage situation. The police won't tell us much. All we know is that the robbers have sealed the door and somehow managed to stop all the cameras from recording. We do not know how many hostages there is to talk about, but this did after all happen during the most busy time of the day. Back to you, Lucy"

Thank you, Jennifer. It seems this situation is not under control of the police at this moment. We have also just received the pictures from the security cameras, let's take a look at those.

"Shit, shit, shit, that's the bank Harry use! What if he's in there?!" Louis screamed out while dialing Harry's number. He was clearly panicking. "Calm down, Louis! Let's just watch the security clips on TV!" Niall yelled out, cleary panicking as well. We all turned our heads towards the TV again. The clip showed the inside of the bank, with people standing around. My heart dropped when I noticed Harry. He was there. I could hear Louis beginning to hyperventilate. I would have tried to calm him down, but I was way too busy trying not to freak out myself.

Must. Stay. Calm.

I put my focus back to the TV. The video showed five, no six men running inside with guns. You could then see everyone placing themselves down on the floor, including Harry. Then one of the men shot towards the camera, and everything went black.

We all sat in complete silence, all that could be heard was Louis breathing really loud and Niall putting chips into his mouth. We all jumped about ten feet in the air when the phone rang. No one made a move to answer it, so I finally walked over to the kitchen to do so. Before I could even say hello, Simon began talking. "You boys need to come to my office right away! I don't know if you've seen it yet, but Har...". I cut him off before he could continue. "We know. We'll be there in ten." Then I hung up. This was just too much. Harry was in trouble, and there was nothing we could do about it.

Harry's POV

"Can you please stop doing that." I said quietly, breaking the silence that had filled the roomed after we heard the gunshot. I had spent the last twenty minutes sitting leaned up against one of the walls looking at Carter, She had spent the last fifteen minutes walking around the room. It looked like she tried to find something, but what the hell did she expect to find inside a little room? That wasn't the thing that annoyed me the most though, it was the fact that I could see the pain in her face every time she put weight on her left foot. The foot clearly wasn't okay, and walking around like that sure wouldn't make it any better.