Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1

Gunshots - Chapter 78

Hey.

I have no school today, because of the cold weather (: It's -18 F here with a - 50 F wind chill (: Bit cold.

Anyways, I love you 

x

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Cole's P.O.V

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 I stood there and couldn't get myself to move. I felt as if I wasn't breathing, as my chest tightened my heart was racing. I was face to face, only 3 feet away from the man who had been following me since yesterday, but in between us was a gun, which could decide my fate in less than a second. 

My right hand was still resting on the pistol in my coat pocket, and I knew that I wouldn't have enough time to pull it out on him. So many thoughts were rushing through my mind in just that one moment. 

I had mentally prayed that someone around was seeing this and was going to do something about it, yet my negative side kicked in. They probably won't do anything. They're too scared. They wouldn't want to put themselves in danger. 

"We've been looking for you for a long time, now," the man told me.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," I stuttered.

"Don't you give me that shit!" He yelled at me while shaking the gun in my face. 

I tried to act braver than I was. I was standing up straight, arms to my side, and stared him straight in the face, trying not to flinch or blink.

"I really don't know what you're talking about," I repeated to him.

I was really getting on his nerves by now, and he stepped closer, making the barrel touch my forehead. I felt my bottom lip shake, and I didn't know what to do. 

It was just my luck though, that across the road, a policeman had walked out of a shop. We were right in front of him, and he pulled his gun out, and spoke into his walkie talkie, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Sir, I'm going to need you to drop the weapon!" He shouted from across the street, and was slowly walking closer. 

The man in blue kept his eyes on mine, not even flinching or blinking, but I could see that his hands were both shaking. 

I could hear the sound of sirens in the distance, and I felt my body start to shake. Deep down, I knew that I wasn't going to make it out of here unharmed. I knew why the man in blue was here, but deep down I knew it wasn't his first intent to kill me, and he still doesn't. What good would I be if he took me to Roger, dead? I would be useless. 

I didn't want to get the police involved in any of this, because who knows what other things it would lead to. I didn't want to be involved with a crime, where I was sat in a room for hours under questioning. I just wanted to leave this place and go home. I shouldn't have come here. 

Before either of us knew it, there were 4 other policeman who had joined the one, and I assumed that there were going to be more. The two of us never moved. We just stared at each other, waiting for one of us to make the first move, but that never happened. 

One of the cops bulled out a bullhorn, and was commanding the man to put down his gun, or they would shoot. 

As I looked into his eyes, I knew he was just as scared as I was, and I knew he didn't want to be here either. He never wanted to follow me in the first place. It was like he was forced into it.