Quarantined ( a One Direction fanfic )

CHAPTER FIVE: QUARANTINE

    " Boys, just where the Hell are you?! " Paul yelled into the phone. Harry pulled the cell away from his ear, startled.

    " Just, Paul, we . . It's hard to exp-"

    " Do you KNOW how many of your fans are waiting here? They came to hear One Direction sing. And GUESS WHAT?? How can they do that when ONE DIRECTION ISN'T HERE?"

   Louis snatched the phone out of Harry's grip, he could hear Paul from where he stood. " PAUL! STOP YELLING! It isn't our bloody mistake!"

    " Then WHO'S is it?" Harry and the rest were quiet, searching for a logical answer that didn't exist.

    " Paul, I-I, I don't know how to explain what happened, but, I'm not messing around, but when we went down to the lobby there was-" A gunshot rang out, and Harry's phone was literally SHOT out of his right hand. Everyone looked in the direction of the bullet, Harry still quite shaken.

    Standing in the double doors to leave the hotel, was three tall, large men in substance protection suits and gas masks. They were intimidating, and came across as a threat. They were arming themselves with frightening machine guns.

    " Oh thank God! Get us the Hell out of this place!" Louis spoke aloud, but got no response from the newcomers. " Can you hear me?" He continued.

    " Shut up. You cant go anywhere. You need to be quarantined before we can let you anywhere near those doors." The men started towards the group.

    " Are you MAD? We can't stay in here! We'll die!" Zayn tried to protest, but it resulted in all of them being at gunpoint.

    " You'll all die if you don't shut your Goddamn mouths, hear me?" Zayn didm't protest further.

   " Don't point your f***ing gun at me!" Allison yelled. One of the strange men fired his weapon, and three bullets flew right above her head, making her hair move.

   Liam was somewhat familiar with this. He knew what happened in these quarantine situations. They didn't keep you under observation. In order to protect everything the world's ever known, they iradicated anything that was involved. They were going to die " Run!" Lism commanded. He made a mad dash to the hallway leading away from the lobby. The others followed, skipping zig-zagged. Many shots were fired, but no one seemed to be hit.

    Liam pushed open two white doors, and the others were right behind him. The shooters were following them, but had some distance. The group were in the hotel's kitchen. It didn't look like there was a way out. 

    " We need somewhere to go, or hide!" Niall said. They all were panting, and anxiously searched the room.

    " HERE! " Kendall yelled as she pointed to a supply closet in the corner. She ran over to it, and pulled open the door with force. " Everyone get in now! There's enough room!" It was a walk-in closet, and it was filled with many different things.

    Everyone had piled in the closet and the door was closed but a crack when the snipers had rammed into the kitchen. It was pin quiet again. They were wandering around, listening for a sound of life. " WE CAN'T LET THEM GET OUT ALIVE!" One yelled. " In there!! " He pointed to a loading area for goods, that was covered with black plastic flaps. They ran in.

   "I think it might be safe now . . " Harry started " We just need to be very, very quiet." After Harry said that, a small, silver soup spoon dropped from a shelf above. It landed directly onto Liam's shoulder. He turned his head to the sode to see what had struck him, and he screamed as loud as he could at the sight of the spoon.

    " BACK THERE!" They heard a yell in the distance. " GO! LETS GET OUT OF HERE!" Zayn pushed the cold, metal door open with incredible speed. All of them stumbled quickly back down the hall.