Unsafe

Chapter nine.

Everyone talked and ate the pizzas. Catching up and pigging out. Everyones favorite thing to do.

We got full from the pizzas and everyone finally quieted down and relaxed, that's when Niall decided to bring up the shooting.

"Yeah. So what happened anyways?" Louis asked, laying at the foot of the bed.

"Melody was doing an interview and I went to pick her up at the end to take her out to lunch but once we got in the car, fans swarmed us. Then gun shots went off, we ducked, fans ran. More gun shots. Screams. Then it was silent. We sat up, the coast was clear. Three fans laid on the side of the road. Shot. We helped them. Melody got back in the car," he pulled me close, "and as soon as she shut the door, a rock came flying through the window, smashed it. Could've hurt her," he sighed sadly and kissed my cheek.

Louis sat up and stared wide eyed at us, "A rock!?"

I nodded.

"Where's the rock now??" he questioned.

Niall shrugged, "still in my car I think."

"Is your car here?!" he jumped up.

Niall nodded, "in the garage, we're taking it to get fixed tomorrow... Why?"

"Don't you get it!" Louis stood on the bed and jumped up and down, "There. Could. Be. Fingerprints."

I looked to Niall and he mouthed 'note?' I nodded.

"Louis sit," I told him and stood up. I walked over to Niall's dresser and grabbed the note that was sitting on top. I walked back, cuddled into Niall and held the note up, "you can't tell anyone you guys..." I trailed.

Harry, Zayn and Liam all jumped up from their places and made their way to the bed, crowding around the note.

I unfolded it, "this note was attached to the rock."

Harry snatched it and looked down at it, "it's you we want?" he questioned.

I nodded, "yeah. I don't know why."

"Um," Liam cleared his throat, "you have to tell someone you guys."

Niall nodded, "I know, but we want to wait until the week is up."

Zayn frowned, "how dumb are you guys!?" he snatched the note and left the room.

I looked at Niall and the guys who were just as confused as us. I heard the front foor slam and I jumped up and raced to the window. Zayn stormed his way to the garage wearing a pair of gloves, with a plastic bag in his hand.

"he's going to grab the rock," I whispered. I turned to the boys and they all nodded their heads. I walked back over to the bed, sighed and sat down. Arms snaked around my waist and pulled me into their chest. I looked up to see Niall and I held onto his hands.