Chapter 13

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I said that I was going to update like seven or eight days ago. I've had so much schoolwork these last couple weeks that I feel like I will explode of stress! Anyways, here it is. Let me know what you guys think and what you would like to see happen next. Writer's block...

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Blair

The gunshots start, and I am hit with the flashbacks of my time escaping Germany's prison. It wasn't a good day. I got shot in the leg twice that night I escaped. I was just happy to be alive. I found shelter after I escaped. An old man took me in. He cleaned me up, said he used to be a surgeon, but retired a few months after his wife died. He was sixty-seven when he retired from his career. I thanked him many times and declined a stay at his home over night. He kept asking how and why I was shot, but I never answered him. It's best and safest that way. I left that night and hitchhiked my way through countries.

That's why right now reminds me of the past. I hear gunshots, but they are not hitting me. I guess they are probably trying not to kill me. I try to go behind a tree, but my foot catches a dirt mound and I start rolling down a hill. I find my footing and start running again. I've got to get out of here, find shelter. Great! Now they brought out their dogs! I hear the dogs barking and growling. I keep running. I find an open road, so I run out to see if I can find a car to try and stop.

"C'mon." There! I see a car coming my way. I slowly walk and stand in the middle of the street, wanting this person to hurry so that I can get away before the police come. The barks getting louder. The person, I can now see is a lady, rolls down her window as she ever so slowly comes to a stop.

"Need a ride darling?"

"Yes, please. I need to get somewhere fast. Like really fast! Just start driving for now though." I tell her as I get in. She starts going again, this time speeding up a little. I look behind me, the dogs and guards just now getting to the edge of the road. They can't see the car properly since we are far away now, so they can't look at the license plate. I let out a huge sigh I've been holding in since the break out. "Thank you, Ms."

"Oh, it's Martha and don't worry about it darling. I don't mind as long as you're not a murderer." She says, ending with a chuckle. Oh, if she only knew I was exactly that.

.......Two Hours.......

A couple hours and I was in Mullingar. A few police officers around, seemingly looking for somebody, probably me. I heard that Mullingar is where Niall Horan lives, well his parents anyway. I just hope that the news hasn't said anything yet, because I don't want people to freak out and look for me. My face is already all over the world because of the kidnapping.

Martha drops me off at a grocery store, because she had to keep driving to her destination that was past this small town. I look around. How am I going to find the address where this blonde popstar lives?

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Harry

Finally. That's all I can think as we finally, after two more hours, make it to wherever the hell Brons took us. The sky was beginning to wake up a little, but I don't want to be awake yet. I still need sleep, it's just I've been worried. I'm so tired of the worrying I have been doing. Maybe I should let it go and instead go with the flow. Let life do its thing.

Brons didn't talk to us very much. Niall, again, fell asleep right when we started driving. I think his pain killer drugs he took earlier before dinner is still inside his system. It's the one that the doctor said would probably make him sleepy. Anyways, Brons tried to make small conversations with me, but all I did was grunt or give him one-word answers, so after a while he gave up on it, which I am glad for. I don't want to talk to this man. He took us away from our families right when we had them again.

The older man turned the car off and turned around to look at us in the back seat, "So, I'm going to go inside and check the house out. You can either stay inside while I do so, or you can stretch your legs a little bit."

I look at our surroundings. I don't see any structure anywhere. "Where's the house? There's nothing but long grass and trees!"

"It's about a half mile walk from here. I'm going to park the car behind this tree" he stops to point to a tree a little way into the grass, "then I will go walk that half mile and take a look around. Alright? So, what do you want to do?"

Oh, now you're giving me a choice?, I think in my head, staring at him with a blank look. You didn't do that when you shoved us in a police car now did you!? I sigh. "I'll get out and stretch my legs. How long will it take you? I'm just tired and some rest is what I need right now."

"It shouldn't take long. Give me half an hour." He says as he starts the car up and drives behind the tree. "Just stay next to the car while I'm gone okay? DO NOT go anywhere near that car alright? I carefully lift Niall's head off my lap and open the door to stretch my legs. Brons quickly leaves into the grass, the tall grass easily hiding him. I sigh and stretch my arms while walking around the car in a circle. I hear movement from inside the backseat, so I walk over to the open door.

"Heya, buddy!" I say as he opens his eyes, rubbing them slowly. Niall just groans and sits up. That's the Niall I know, never likes talking in the morning or whenever he first wakes up. He climbs out and stretches, a yawn escaping his mouth. We stay silent as his body and mind fully wakes up. I look out into the morning sun, the cool air blowing against me every now and then, blowing my hair out of my face. I kept an eye on Niall, not wanting him to go too far from the car. I decide to talk to him, "Brons went to this cabin-house where we are going to stay for I don't know how long, to make sure that it is safe for us. He'll be back soon though." All Niall did was nod his head and look out to the sky. He shivers from the cold, I take my jacket off to give to him. It was a light one, but at least it's somethi9ng. He smiles and takes it. Again, silence took over us.

"I remember some things." He says, breaking the silence. He remembers? Remembers what? I gave him a questioning look and all he does is throws an annoyed look. "About my past. I remembered a little. I had a dream about it. Maybe it was just a dream, but it felt so real. I don't know."

My eyes go wide in both surprise and excitement. "Oh my gosh, this is so great Niall!!! Wow!" I say as I walk back and forth with my hands in my hair.

"It might have been just a dream though." Oh, I hope this wasn't just a dream.

"Well, tell me about it then. I'll tell you if it's true or not." He smiles at me and takes in a deep breath, slowly releasing it.

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Sorry for the long wait and short chapter. College is so busy. I hope you liked it. 

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