Chapter 6- On The Run

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Niall's P.O.V.

Stupid! Stupid! STUPID! I thought to myself. Why the hell did we come to Cheshire? I scurried around the house waking everyone up. "EVERYBODY NEEDS TO GET OUT OF BED RIGHT NOW!" I yelled, nervous as hell and desperately praying the authorities wouldn't think to look for us in Harry's home county.

"What the bloody hell is wrong, Niall?!" Shawn grumbled loudly.

"Well, Harry's from Cheshire, would they look for us here?" I pointed out, flicking on a light in Shawn's head.

"ASSES OUT OF BED, WE'RE LEAVING!" Shawn exclaimed, much louder than myself, waking everyone up. Everyone jumped up and started packing. We were all running around like mad when Harry's mum, Anne, walked in.

"What is all this ruckus? It's three in the morning!" she grumbled, obviously annoyed.

Zayn, the laziest of us all, took Anne to the other room to explain everything.

"I hate doing this to her, she's my mum," Harry stated. "I quite honestly hate the fact that I have to leave her, Gemma, Robin, my step-brother... my dad." Out of all of us, Harry always missed his family the most.

"It's gonna be okay Haz, soon we can hopefully get ourselves out of this mess and go back to living normally," Liam soothed him before he really broke down.

Zayn came back with Anne; we all hugged her goodbye before we made our way back to the helicopter, unsure of our next destination.

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Liam's P.O.V.

We all got in the small plane, taking our usual seats; Harry and I in the two rear-facing seats, Louis and Eleanor and Zayn and Perrie taking the four front-facing seats, and Shawn and Niall taking Pilot and Co-Pilot. It was a bit squishy, but we got used to it. I couldn't believe all that had happened in the last little bit; first Danielle and I broke up after two amazing years together, I shaved my head and got a bunch of tattoos, I guess it was just my way of coping, or stress release. We adjusted our seat belts and got ready to take off. Shawn suggested we fly to the Australian desert, probably a nice get-away I thought, as I drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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