I awoke to a really annoying beeping noise and rolled over, just as I was about to let my shoulder hit the bed, two hands were on me.
" wow, CJ, you'll fall of the bed if your not careful"
Wait, Louis?
My eyes snapped open and I realised I was in a hospital.
"shit!! Why am I here!? And you and where's my phone?!!!!"
"you don't remember?"
I looked down and studied myself, I had things on my arm and finger, tubes and a clip, then it all rushed back to me. Crap.
"I have to go."
"no, you have to stay, jumping over that fence re-opened your wounds, and you lost a lot of blood" my sweet Harry, always worried. Sometimes.
" can I at least go to the bathroom?"
"um...yeah, but if your not out in 5 I'm coming in"
I carefully got out of the bed and made my way over to the bathroom. While in there, I opened the window and jumped. It didn't hurt that much, but I had no time to lose, I had to move out of my flat, and go somewhere else, where only Aston would know where I was. Grace.
(>^-^<) a few days later (>^-^<)
I knocked on a blue-ish door, and a tall, thin, ginger person walked out.
"hi, I'm here for the roommate add?"
"oh hi, I'm grace, and I would like to interview you first if that's ok?"
" yeah, that's fine"
I sat on a posh sofa, with a huge tv on a wall opposite, and a photo-frame, I looked closely, it was me and grace when we were playing with make-up and tried to make ourselves clowns, it didn't work, we were 12 at the time.
"so, first things first, I'm going to have to know your name and age"
" I'm C.....athy, cathy, and I'm 20"
The convocation was pretty much like that, with simple questions. I didn't tell her who I was, as one direction have started a hunt, they are looking for a tall, brown-haired girl, shame, I now have blue streaks on mine, on the run you have to do it proper!
"thanks for coming, I will call you if you get chosen"
"thanks, bye!"
I've had to change my phone as well, I was hesitant about it, but I did it in the end. My other one I 'disposed' of, out the window. I am still careful when I go out, there's CCTV footage of me at 1D's and I couldn't fool a hard-core fan, so I lay-low. The other day someone came up to me and asked me what my name was, I acted French and pretended I didn't understand her, close right!
I've called Aston and we've met up a few times, but I don't think it's getting anywhere, I might ask for a transfer, to switch missions, but I'm the best at physical and I have good looks, if I say so my self.
A black van was down the road I was walking on, I thought nothing of it at first, but then again, I've done that before and look where it got me. I crossed the street and kept up a good steady pace, I heard a door slide open.
I could hear heavy footsteps behind me.
I turned and launched my bay at him, hey fell, but there were more behind him, 4 more to be exact. My wounds were healing, but I wasn't in top condition to fight, so I ran.
I ran around the dark ally's but I needed to stop, I need to rest, or I'll just pass-out.
But still I kept running, harder than when I train, harder and faster. The thuds were getting quieter, I stopped and turned, I was alone in the dark ally, but I could hear a faint buzz, a helicopter! Really! They were going this far?! I'm gunna die. You can't hide from them, they have thermal imaging cameras that can pick you out of a hay-stack! Just my luck. I can't run any more.
I'm so tired.
I'm gunna get caught.
I don't even know who I'm running from.
I'm not going down without a fight.
I'm level 20.
I found a small bar round the corner and setled in for a drink. I would be here a while.
As I downed the rest of my glass, the door was kicked open.
"every body stay where you are!"
A voice echoed through the bar, no. No. How did they find me!!
I carried on with my drink, as if nothing happened. I stood and walked towards Harold.
"ahh my little CJ, long time no see"
