What A Feeling // 1D AU ✓

Chapter 22

~Whatever chains are holding you back,

Holding you back, don't let 'em tie you down~

Perrie's hair was in a high ponytail, and she was wearing the typical janitorial clothes that, well, a janitor wore. For some odd reason, she also looked like mopping was the best job that she'd ever had.

She was in the kitchen when her watch beeped. Not subtle beeps that she might have missed, but heavy beeps that meant hey, it's time to get this plan rolling. She quickly pushed her janitorial cart towards the cell in question.

Niall's cell was the only one in the whole prison that wasn't automated. It was heavy concrete and steel instead. This is why Perrie's expertise was needed. She knew how to build bombs. And on the bottom of her cart, was the bomb that she had made.

But she didn't seem nervous at all. Her section of the plan had no reason to fail. None of them did really.

But that didn't mean that it wouldn't.

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Louis had engaged in some light small talk throughout the day with the other guard that he was with, but he felt no connection to him as he hit his head hard against the wall, causing him to slump over.

Niall must have heard the commotion, and he came to the door. "What time is it?" He asked, his voice soundly slightly scared.

"Time to leave o'clock." Louis said, sarcastically.

"Louis?" Niall asked.

"We're going to blow the door, okay?" Louis said, resting his head against the door. "Pack your stuff and get out of the way." Louis turned towards the hallway, where Perrie was coming, skipping and humming her happy way.

Louis let her work, attaching the bomb to the door. "Are you ready, Niall?"

"Yes!" Came the small reply from inside the room.

Louis and Perrie went behind the corner; Louis pulled the unconscious guard with him. "Blow it!" He screamed.

The two of them covered their ears as Perrie pressed the button. The noise nearly burst their eardrums, and they waited for everything to settle for a second before walking back around the corner.

"Niall!" Louis said, as his friend came up and hugged him.

"Please get me out of here as fast as you can." Niall's eyes narrowed as he looked up and saw Perrie. "Where are the others? Are they outside? Harry's driving the getaway car?"

"We'll explain everything later." Louis said, smiling and looking at Niall's innocent eyes. He felt like Niall's dad or something. "Right now I need you to go with Perrie."

"The only thing I need to do is drink 7 iced coffees." Niall said. "I'm not going with her."

"You have to Niall. It's part of the plan. She has just as much at stake as the rest of us do. Go with her, listen to everything she says. I will meet you guys soon and then we'll go to Starbucks, okay?"

"Promise?" Niall asked as Louis went in for another hug.

"Pinkie promise." Louis said, hooking his pinkie around the Irish man's.

Then Niall and Perrie ran off together.

Meanwhile, inside the cell, there were tiny fires all around, from the bomb going off. Louis held his arm up to one, allowing a burn to be formed there and other places on his body. Then he found the packet of fake blood and poured some down his forehead. Then he laid himself down next to the unconscious guard, pretending to be in the same boat.