Forgotten. (A 1D/ Janoskians Story) *EDITING*

Chapter 11- OhNo, PoPo!

*Liam's POV* 

We were all stuck in one cell. The rest of the other guys rode with their friend in the ambulance.

Everyone was pretty rattled by the interrogation, for example Caitlyn had been crying or pacing for the last hour. The cop who was doing the interrogations clearly did not want to be there because of some "Rowdy teenagers thinking life is an action movie"

Niall better a good explaination for this "plan" of his. We were supposed to be grocery shopping. We only found out about the plan when he started following the music. "I hate you, Horan. I'm getting out of here." Growled Caitlyn.

"Josh, let's go." He came to check on us, when we were gone. He also got arrested, but for keeping Niall away from Jai, who was already down. "Yeah, officer, could you escort us to the office? I know someone who can bail us out."

*Caitlyn's POV*

I paid the officer, and left the station. I sat Josh down, and called a cab. We got to the hospital in no time, and I ran up to the receptionist. "Which room is Jai Brooks in?"

"319"

I couldn't wait for the elevator, so I raced up the stairs, and found his room. Josh ran after me, huffing and puffing behind me. Jai looked ok, the arm was the only problem. "Hey, how you doing, Jai? I'm SO sorry, I didn't know that would happen-" 

"Caitlyn, calm down, how did you know which hospital?" I shrugged. "I dunno, it was the first hospital name that I could think of at the time." He chuckled. "Babe, are you ok?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"The bruises on your face and arms don't think so. How did you guys get out of jail?"

"Bailed myself out. We'll see them in court, I need to call my managers."

I opened up my messenger bag, and all my stuff was still there, and surprisingly, not even a dent from the fight.

I took out my laptop.

"You're my ringtone! I've been to your concerts!" Jai suddenly yelled out.

"Thanks." I said, giggling a bit at his hyper attitude.

I logged onto Skype, and first skyped Pauly, who happened to be with the shore cast, then Joel.

"Girls, do you approve?" I asked. Pauly squinted at the screen. "Is that a hospital you're in? Oh my god Cait, might as well put your fanmail adress as all the major hospitals around the world." He groaned. "Prank gone wrong." I answered.

"What happened to your face and arms?" Asked Jenni. "I showed Niall how we do it in Seaside Heights and bailed myself out?" I answered weakly.

"Girl, give him the laptop.We need to give Jai the talk." Said Mike.

After joking around, and being serious at the right times, I heard Pauly say "Caitlyn, scoot over, we need to talk the legals. He seems like a nice guy. We will pay for your lawyers and stuff. Right, fire girl? But seriously, what happened?"

Storytime.

"Well, after Niall gave you that terrifying call, I grabbed the sunnies and got out of the car for some rage sightseeing."

The shore cast was silent, urging me to go on.

"Then, I saw Jai and his friend's pulling some stunts, so I decided to join then for the day. He let me use his snapback for identity."

"And then Paul finally noticed I was missing, then gave them a ride home. And after a bunch of stuff happened, he asked me out. Pauly glared into the laptop. "What kind of stuff?" I shrugged. "Don't worry about it. Anyways, I did a quick song in town square. And then the boys tried to kidnap me as a prank, and here we are." Joel groaned, as he rolled his eyes. "You kids have too much time on your hands, this is gunna give you a shitload of bad press." I cringed. "Whoops." He sighed. "Whoops is right. I'll take care of all that stuff, also try to be careful leaving the hospital, chances are that there are a bunch of people crowded around there. 

Well, when we opened the door, Joel was right. paps were everywhere, as well as reporters. Damn, get a life. "Why were you in the hospital? What happened to Mr.Brooks' arm? How did you get those bruises?" We managed to push our way through with the help of some of the hospital security. Just to top it all off, we did the grocery shopping that the boys were supposed to have done. 

When we got to the hotel, Paul was in the lobby, eyebrows raised, and doing the annoyed foot tap.

And with him, the boys.

Oh, shit.