Trapped 6: Going The Distance (Sequel To Trapped 5: Happily Ever After)

Chapter 16-Lifeline

*Liam's POV*

Go? What the hell does that mean? Does he expect me to make a run for it? Because I don't like to run. I look around to see everyone else looking at their phone's as well. Did we all get the same message? What's Zayn trying to tell us? Where is Zayn anyway?

*Louis' POV*

"Did you get this too?" I ask Eleanor as the two of us stand dumbfounded.

"What does it mean?" She whispers, making sure she keeps her voice so none of the guards hear us. 

"I'd say ask Zayn but I don't know where he is......." I trail off as I look around in the crowd for any sign of him, but can't seem to find him.

*Zayn's POV*

As my hand glides down Perrie's back, stopping at the tip of the zipper to her dress, I remember that I recently reminded my friends to get out before it's too late. I pull away only to find a disappointed look on Perrie's face. Quickly coming up with an excuse, I decide to put it to work.

"I'll be right back. I just have to talk to Niall really quick," I explain before taking off, diving into the crowd.

I immediately become crushed by people dancing and somehow become engulfed in a conga line.

"Really?!? I do not have time for this!" I mutter to myself as I cling to some sweaty woman's shoulders. 

As the line dances throughout the ballroom, I slowly become more impatient the longer I'm stuck in this stupid line. I eventually I reach my breaking point and storm out, clearly pissing people off, but at this point I don't give a fuck. I scan the ballroom for the sign of some familiar face, I don't care who. As long as it's not Nathan, Perrie, or a guard, then I'm OK with whoever I spot first. If a guard catches me, I'm screwed because this plan can not fail or else we're gonna be in so much fucking trouble. This is legit a life or death situation right now. 

*Niall's POV*

"Liam it's not gonna work," Danielle whispers as everyone sneaks out the back door and walks along the side of the building.

"Just keep quiet," he hisses at her, causing her to scrunch up her face in anger.

"Forget it. I'm out of here. Have fun dying," she groans as she throws her hands up in the air and frustration and walks back inside.

"Fine!-"

"Liam shut up!" Everyone quietly snaps at him.

Because of the darkness, maneuvering around isn't the easiest task, and the fact that we could get caught at any moment only makes it worse. Liam's somehow created his own path and plan to follow, seeming to be ignoring Zayn's word.

"Liam don't you think that you should've listened to Zayn?" Liz asks.

"No! Since when should we start listening to him?!? For all we know he could've wanted us to get caught. Hell no am I trusting him anymore-"

"But he said go and now you're trying to help us escape so technically aren't you taking his word?" Harry questions.

"Shut the fuck up Styles or I'm gonna shove my foot up your ass so far that it'll actually come out your big ass mouth," Liam growls, obviously scaring the shit out of everyone.

Since then, everyone has seemed to have backed off questioning Liam. Clearly Liam knows what he's doing, or that's at least what I want to believe. He glances across the wall to make sure no one's coming and we wait for him to give the signal letting us know that the coast is clear. I remain motionless, the sound of my breathing becomes the loudest noise surrounding us. The hair's on the back of my neck begin to rise like a porcupine. I look down to see that Liz's hand is only inches from mine, so I grab it. I look up to see that she's looking at me, so I smile, but I doubt she can see it in the darkness.