Breathe

Chapter 10- Dream

Since I was taken from the mall, I was put in a black van. To be safe, Hannah was too but in a different one than mine. I sat in the back with David in the passager seat and a nice looking man in the drivers seat.

"What about Hannah? Where are they taking her?" I tried to look out of the dark tinted windows, my anxiety was shooting through the roof as my list of worried dragged on, "What about my car?" My eyes shot open.

David adjusted himself to lock eye contact with me before speaking, "Hannah is being taken around the block until the mob is gone for her to get her car, she isn't allowed to her house tonight, I'm sorry if you had plans with her but that's the order. As for your car, we have someone getting it after we get to our distention, so, we'll need your keys. You're on lock down for the night." He said in a deep and serious tone. "But, no worries, you're still able to Skype Niall." He spoke with a slight smirk pulling on his lips.

I sank back into the seat as his word soaked in my ears. Taking deep breathes, I closed my eyes, hoping all of this maddness was all a dream. I sat there with my eyes closed, feeling every bump the van drove over, listening closely to the radio that was softly playing.

Hannah, the first person who actually seemed to be a friend is probably becoming freaked out by the second.. She probably won't want to talk to me. That will probably be the last time I see her or even hear from her.

My mind raced with thoughts as the van came to a stop. My eyes slowly opened as I looked outside, seeing a bright hotel sign. "Why are we here, David.." My voice fading with confusion.

"We don't want to take any chances. You're staying here for the night." He told me before opening his door, "Stay here." He added before shutting it, leaving me alone in the van with the unnamed driver and my wide thoughts.

All I did was hang out with Niall for one night and get two tweets from him, this can't be this serious..

I thought, sighing loudly as I became tired.

"Whats your name?" I asked, looking over at the driver who quickly made eye contact with my.

"My name is Jackson." He smiled.

"It's lovely to meet you, maybe not in the best way, but it is." I smiled, trying to stay positive.

"It is nice to meet you too! You're the word on the street everywhere." He teased with a light chuckle.

"Ha, so I see." I giggled softly, taking another look out the window, not being able to see much as the sun was now gone and the moon barely lit the dark night sky. "What time would I be going home tomorrow?"

"I'll be taking you to your house around 9 tomorrow morning, Ms. Martin." He spoke in his soft voice with a smile.

"I have a feeling I'll be seeing you a lot.." I laughed, leaning back in the seat again, not able to get comfortable.

"Yes ma'am, David and I will be around for a while more." He said before his phone began to ring. "Sorry, I have to take this." He said before answering it and putting the phone to his ear. "Yes?" He spoke deeply into the phone.

As he talked on the phone, my mind ran wild, once again. All of this was happening so fast, I can't take it all in at once. I just want to be home. Then I remembered that my dad wasn't gonna be home. My dad..

I took out my phone and sent him a text-a lie.

Hey dad, I'm gonna stay the night at Hannah's. I might get home tomorrow before you do, but either way, I'm letting you know. Oh, and I left my car at home, so she'll be dropping me off. I love you, good luck with work.