Recap: I struggle but he is too strong for me.
Present
“Louis let go of me if you know what's good for you." I warned him.
" Zayn she is not that strong should I go through with what we talked about? "
“Yeah...... Actually no."
“What is it I am right here!" I struggled some more but Louis only gripped me tighter. Since he had me arms behind me I had the disadvantage. I was freaked out.
“Meghan, listen to me, Meghan" Louis tried again to sooth me.
“Liam helps me!” I struggled and shouted.
“Meghan" with a pull Louis spun me around still holding me wrist and glared at me.
“Stop fighting! “He dropped one of my wrists and was examining the other one. I pulled back at the touch of his cool fingers.
“Fine, I'm sorry guys in just tired and scared.” I apologized to Liam and Niall. I apologized to Harry but he didn't accept it, and stared at Louis. When I turned to apologize to Louis after Zayn, he wouldn't look me in the eye. He finally looked up and I saw his piercing blue eyes staring back at me, right when the generator faltered and went out. Just as the blackness and the cold was setting in phones lit up like beacons in in the night around the room.
"Where is everyone?" Liam asked.
“Hey, who cares I am going to bed.” I said.
“Fine no one likes you anyways! Harry said, he sounded like he was on the other corner.
“Like I care. But what is your problem anyways?" I stalked up to him or where I thought he was. He lit up his phone illuminating his face. He was one the floor so crouched down in front of him and he visibly flinched. I reached out to slap him but, the bruise on his jaw caught me halfway through, and I lightly touched it before Zayn and Niall dragged me away thinking I slapped him.
I didn’t protest. Everyone put their phones in the middle of the small space to light it up. I groped around since the phone light only lit up the very center of the elevator and all the corners was dark. I was still looking for my sweatshirt but I despite the darkness I found it and slipped it on. I backed myself into an empty corner next to Niall’s because when I had stepped there he cried out in pain. I was falling asleep when someone came and fell asleep next to me.
“Louis!” Someone yelled as I fell asleep too tired to care.
“I’m sorry!”
Niall’s Pov:
When I rubbed my eyes open it was completely black.
“Niall” I looked in the direction of the voice.
“Niall” someone said again. “Our Phones died, we tried to contact Paul, but before Zayn’s phone died he got a message saying they shut down the hotel for complete renovation. He said that since he was glad we all got out okay that management is letting us we have 5 days off as a vacation. They think we got out and just ran off to have fun! What are we going to do? Oh and to add to that Louis is drunk – again!”
My head was hurting from all this new information. “How did Louis manage to get drunk?”
“The food cart that the girl had with her, ya know the one in the corner well Louis found a six pack in the bottom of it.
“How many are left?” I asked.
“Two, but what he said about the girl is interesting. He said she talks and tells stories when she sleeps. He said that she said she is a spy.
“He is drunk and is obviously making it up, plus she is a little kid.”
“I’m 16. And you guys are so stupid. I’m not a spy or whatever.”
“I told you he was just drunk!” I said.
“Wait who is drunk?” I could hear her breathing get heavy, and her slump down to the floor.
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