Running Away (Sequel to The Runaway)

Chapter 25

****Zayn's POV****

I woke up early the next morning to prepare for the busy day we had ahead of us. I let Niall sleep as I left the room and went to wake up my commorades. I walked into their room to find their bodies tangled together and them sleeping peacefully in each other's arms. I felt slight pain at the sight, wishing I could do that with Niall without having to worry about him turning against me and leaving. 

"Get up," I snarled, turning on the lights and ripping Harry off of Louis and throwing him onto the floor. He yelled out in anger and Louis jumped up, hitting his head on the headboard. They both glared at me before I rolled my eyes. 

"Now's not the time to turn against me. Get ready," I grumbled, storming out of the room to hear them mumbling to each other quietly. I gathered the small suitcases and piled them together before going in to look in on Niall. He was surprisingly still asleep, and I opted not to disturb him, knowing it would be easier to smuggle him on the plane asleep rather than him being awake and having to drug him up. I stroked his cheek gently, but he continued to stay in his slumber. 

"Soon my love. Soon we'll be together," I whispered, pecking his lips and leaving the room. 

"Are you both ready?" I asked quietly, my heart and mind racing anxiously and they nodded, hands still tightly bound to each other's. 

"I'll get Niall, you have a wheelchair ready for him in the van?" I asked and Louis nodded. I closed my eyes and went into the bedroom, slowly untying Niall, who remained asleep. I lifted him up into my arms and he mumbled a bit, but surprisingly still slept. He hadn't slept much since I'd taken him back, so I figured this was him catching up on his sleep. 

"Yes, you sleep my angel," I whispered, kissing his soft forehead and piling him into the car. His eyes opened for a moment, but then he yawned and his eyes fell shut once more. I nodded, brushing my hand through his hair and shut his door. I took my place in the driver's seat and Harry got in the passenger's seat. Louis decided to stay in the back, drugs ready to shoot up Niall if he were to wake up by any possible chance. 

"We get there, we put on our disguise, we go in, check in, wait, and then we're off. If there's any problem shoot anyone that gets in your way. We will fly the goddamn plane if we have to. I'm not going back to jail this time, we're getting out of here," I growled through gritted teeth as I drove along the street, careful not to gain any attention. The airport was within sight and I held my breath, glancing back to see if Niall was still asleep. I took a sharp turn and headed to the back of the airport where we were sneaking into. I found the door and parked in the corner where no workers were present. 

"Alright, let's go," I whispered, grabbing the bag of disguises and handing them out. Harry slicked his hair back, slid some glasses onto his nose and plastered a fake mustache on while Louis put a fake beard and mustache on before putting on fairly large glasses and a beanie and I left my hair unslicked back and tided myself up with a goatee and thickened my eyebrows. 

"Get him," I whispered, knowing Niall was being looked for too. I put dark shades on him, slicked his hair straight back and then he started to stir.