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Chapter 27

I wrote this chapter to Midnight by Coldplay, I'll leave it linked above if u wanna give a listen! Totally up to you

"Right, do not discuss this with anyone - are we clear?" Kyle asked, pacing around in my hotel room, minutes before I was due to leave it for the first time since arriving back in the UK. 

"I know the drill. Ignore the reporters and don't react to anything being said about Belgium. I heard you loud and clear, Kyle," I repeated, just desperate to get out of this room. 

"Hey - I'm being serious! I have your best interests at heart, you know that. You and I also know how ruthless reporters can be, so I'm, just warning you - regardless of what they say, keep your cool and walk along. Got it?"

"Yeah. Got it. Can we go now?" I asked, tapping my foot against the floor impatiently. 

"Yes, we can. Security have just text me saying they're ready, let's go," he said, already heading towards the door. 

Harry wasn't coming with us, he'd be bored out of his mind if he did, sitting through two or so hours of makeup. No, instead he was coming along for the rehearsal before show, along with Simon and Talia, who would then stay for the show which would be nice. Their first live show. 

"Bye, Harry! I'll text you later," I called out. No response, but I was sure he heard me. I followed Kyle out of the door, and immediately there were two of my security guards waiting. If there were two of them inside a hotel, I didn't want to think what it would be like outside of a hotel. 

"They didn't figure out where I was staying, right?" I worriedly asked Kyle, as the four of us managed to squeeze into an elevator. 

"No, luckily. No one knows where you're staying except for me, the security team and the people with you. From now on we're maintaining an inner circle."

"Did you look any deeper into the whole Katie -"

"Sophie, we're handling it. It's best not to ask too many questions right now, okay?" He replied quickly, and I felt embarrassed for even asking. 

"Sorry," I mumbled, trying to look down in case a stray tear decided to fall down my cheek. 

The rest of the elevator ride was silent, no one muttering a word until it dinged and the doors opened at the bottom. An empty lobby, it almost felt eerie as we walked out, heading towards the large glass doors, where I spotted yet more security. Three more to be exact - wait, no, five? Six? Where were all these people coming from and why were they running directly towards me -

"Get her out! Go back into the hotel and round the back!" One of them yelled to Kyle, and before I even had time to register I felt a firm hand on my shoulder, yanking me back into the hotel, Kyle frantically running behind. 

"Kyle - woah - what's, what's going on?" I asked, rushed, still being guided away at a fast pace. 

"Press, outside. Got to get you into the car through the back," he explained through staggered breaths, his eyes trained on his phone as he was trying to type something out rapidly. 

Literally not even five minutes ago everything had been fine, we were given the all clear and I could walk outside like a normal person for just one second - but here I was now, being hidden away and rushed around. 

We reached a heavy looking door, and the security guard in the front pushed it open, his grip on my shoulder tightening as I heard the screams of people outside. It was becoming increasingly similar to the night in Belgium and I could already feel my heartrate increasing.