~Peyton's P.O.V~
"What was that?" I asked as I jumped up from the sofa.
"I.. I don't know," Harry answered as he rose next to me.
"It sounded like a gun," Niall stated.
Suddenly there was a loud crash through the window, and we all threw ourselves to the ground.
"Oh shoot," Harry mumbled.
Three more bangs were made.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
"What's happening?!" I screamed.
"I think someone's trying to break in!" Harry said.
Just then, the front door flew open and crashed onto the wooden floor. "Knock knock," a familiar voice stated.
"We know you're in here," another familiar voice said.
"Wait... I know those voices.." I whispered as quietly as I could.
"Me too," Niall replied.
"Aren't they-" Harry began saying.
"Ethan and Mark," I interrupted, fright filling my eyes.
"We have to get out of here," Niall whispered, "follow me." We began crawling our way from behind the sofa and into the kitchen.
Just before I could make it into the kitchen, there was a bang and the flower vase above me tumbled its way to the ground and crashed in front of me.
"Found you," Ethan said, and I could feel his evil smirk piercing through my soul.
"RUN!" Harry screamed, and we got up and zoomed our way to the stairs.
My heart pounded so fast against my chest; it felt as if it were going to rip though me at any second.
We ran up the stairs, two by two, and I nearly tripped, but Harry grabbed my arm and continued to pull me up.
We made it to the top, but I turned around as saw that Ethan and Mark were close behind.
"In this room!" Niall screamed, and pointed to a small bedroom. We quickly ran in and slammed the door.
"Where do we go now?!" I screamed.
"Peyton, you need to hide somewhere. Anywhere. You need to be safe." Harry quickly stated.
He picked me up and threw me into a closet before I could say anything.
"Please, just don't come out. No matter what," he softly said through tears.
Meanwhile, Niall was getting something from a drawer, but I couldn't see what.
Harry looked me in the eyes, and kissed me. "You have to promise you won't come out," he said.
"I promise," I replied, and tears began rolling down my cheeks as the reality hit me.
Harry then got up and shut the closet door. I tried to keep my gasps quiet, and a wave of tears came.
The bedroom door flew open, and there were two gunshots.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Then, all was silent.
