Trapped (Harry styles )

Assessment

**Bella's P.O.V.**

I heared an invisible man tell us to stay in our rooms. Then I heared lots of screaming. I got very scared. Where was Vanessa?. I looked for the hotel phone.

**Vanessa's P.O.V.**

I stood there in shock. The boys were just staring at me, exchanging looks of worry.

"Bella," was all I could choke out. I seemed to have lost the ability to think coherent thoughts, but atleast the boys understood.

"Shhh, it's ok. We'll get her back. I'm sure she's fine." Harry said, offering his arms out for a hug. obliged, putting my head on his shoulder to scared and panicked to start crying yet.

"Care to explain?" Liam demanded

"Bella...she's 7. In our hotel room. Alone. Hurt. Alone..." Was all I could say before I lost it. I started sobbing into Harry's shoulder and he simply rubbed my back and rocked me back and forth.

I was suddenly aware that all I was wearing was a bikini. I looked up to see a small smirk playing on Louis's face and i'll admit that it was awkward now. Harry must've gottten the message too. He released me.

My phone buzzed. It was the hotel room.

"Bella" I breathed. I tried to compose myself picked up the phone, putting her on speaker, so that everyone could hear.

"Hello?" I tried to say nonchalantly

"Vanessa?" Bella whimpered. My heart broke, but Liam puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"The man says we have to come back to our rooms now. Where are you?"

Should I tell her? No better not worry her.

"I'm fine munchkin," I assured, avoiding her question, "I'll be there soon but firts I need you to do something for me." I ordered steadily.

"Okay." She said quietly. "What?"

"First I need you to make sure the door is locked completely." I waited for her to come back.

"I did all by myself!" She cheered happily. I pretended to laugh.

"Good! Now I need you to go and sit in the closet. Close the door completely, and don't talk." My voice cracked. Liam squeezed my shoulder.

"Okaay..." she whispered, probably confused, " are you crying? What's happening?"

"Nothing munchkin," I lied. "The lights are out and they don't want anybody getting hurt."

"Oh.Okay...I'm in the closet now. It's dark and smells like old people." At that, Louis cracked a smile and Niall outright laughed.

"Are you with someone?" She suddenly asked, hearing him.

"Umm... yeah. I say. "Some guys I met in the lobby. They're very nice." I blushed, smiling at each of them. They grinned back.

"Am I on speaker, are they old or are they like mike?" she clarified, already sounding a bit wary. I chouckled in spite of the situation.

"yes, you're on speaker, no they aren't old, they aren't mean like Mike," I promised with a wink at Harry. Did he just blush? Nah.

" Well if I'm on speaker, is it ok if I stay on the phone with you?" she wondered.

"Of coursre." I relented. "We can all talk to each other. Do you hear anybody?"

"No. But I heared someone talking underneath me a while ago." I sucked in a sharp breath.

"Please, whatever you do, do not leave that closet." I repeated firmly. "Please." Zayn hugged me and handed me his jacket which I took and slipped over myself.