London Lights // Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 19: Stuck In The Elevator

The doors didn't open, and we were in total darkness. I took hold of someone's hand, I'm hoping it was Niall.

“Princess?” He whispered in my ear, phew it was Niall.

“Yes?” I whispered back.

“Oh good, I was just making sure it was you... not Zayn or something.. that would just be awkward.” Niall replied, which made me almost burst out laughing but I did my best and held it in.

“Erm... I think the elevator as broken down.” Louis stated.

“Oh wow, thanks captain obvious.” I muttered.

“Your welcome.” Louis replied, as Liam started pressing random buttons.

“Liam!” Zayn groaned from somewhere in the darkness.

“What?” Liam replied, during the clicking of buttons.

“Not going to work.” Zayn mumbled.

“It's worth a try mate...” Liam said, before stopping, “Okay, so it didn't work. Who has their phones?”

“Me!” I said, and pulled my iPhone out of my pocket and turned it on.

Using the iPhone, I held it up in front of everyone's faces.

“Do you have a signal?” Niall asked.

“Yes,” I smiled, “Who can we call?”

“The hospital?” Louis suggested.

“Erm... I was thinking more Delilah?” Liam replied.

“Oh yeah, good idea.” I said, as I dialled her number.

“Hello?” She answered.

“Hey, it's Nadia.” I said.

“I can read caller ID's you know....” She shot back.

“Okay, sorry. And just thought I'd tell you... we're stuck in an elevator.”

We heard silence for a few seconds before laughter, “You-you got stuck in the hospital elevator?” She asked through giggles.

“Yes, and we need help getting out. But thanks for laughing anyway.” I scoffed, “Wait is that Harry laughing in the background too?”

“Yes.” She giggled.

“Has he woken up now?” I asked.

“Well yeah, he wasn't actually properly knocked out.” She replied.

“I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE! HOW COULD YOU LAUGH ABOUT THIS GUYS?” Zayn screamed, high pitched.

“I never laughed,” Harry said.

“Don't lie Styles.” I shot.

“Okay, let me go tell one of the hospital staff. Hang on-” Delilah stated.

“How long are you going to be?” Louis shouted.

“Few seconds, I'll call you back.” She said, then hung up.

“Times like these, I wish we'd brought supplies..... like good old food.” Niall sighed.

“I know!” I pouted.

I hear someone sniffing, as I put the phone light in front of Zayn's face;

“It smells like, uh I don't know.” Zayn crinkled his nose.

“Does it smell like hospitals by any chance?” I asked, as the phone light blinded his eyes.

“No,” He frowned and pushed my phone away.