Chapter 15

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Niall's POV

I watched Rachel as she got up and walked towards the door. She turned around and looked me.

"Oh yeah I forgot to tell you. I'm pregnant." She told me then continued to walk out of the visitors room. I got up from my seat and tried to chase her. But I was grabbed by two guards.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME." I yelled at them. They locked me in handcuffs and started to drag me back towards my cell.

"YOU B*TCH I WILL FIND YOU." I yelled. 

"Back in your cell." They told me. Then shoved me into my cell. I got up and watched the guards walk away. 

"We're getting out of here."

"Yea right. This is the highest security prison in London. There is no way we are getting out of here." Zayn told me.

"What the h*ll has gotten into you?" I asked him.

"Perrie is going into hiding." He mumbled.

"So? Has that ever stopped us before."

"No." 

"Then stop whining and find us a way to get out of here."

"It's going to take some time. We're looking at three to five months." 

"We're getting out of here no matter how long it takes."

Rachel's POV

~Three Months Later~

"Rach?" I looked up at the person.

"Are you even listening to me." Perrie asked me.

"No sorry." 

"I asked you if you've decided what you are going to do with the baby?"

"I've been looking into adoption." 

"Adoption?" 

"Yeah. I just....I don't want this baby to know anything about her father. Or the fact that she has to  live in fear ever day for the rest of her life." I felt tears start to run down my cheeks. Perrie held my hand.

"I know it's hard. It is for me to. But we have to move past this. We can't live in fear."  I looked at her.

"It's not that easy." 

"I know."  She told me. We sat in silence just drinking our tea.

"Listen I've been doing some research, and I've found a place that will do tattoo cover ups. Making it look you never had a tattoo. I'm thinking about covering the mark up." Perrie told me.

"You sure you want that?" I asked her.

"Of course I do. This tattoo is the only thing that is stopping us from disappearing. Just think about it if our tattoo's are gone. Then they have no way of finding us." I thought about it for a moment.

"And if this works then you can get your's removed too." She suggested to me.

"Okay. I'll consider it." 

"Great so you'll go with me?" She asked me.

"Sure, i'll go with you. But I'm not getting anything done."

"Of course, I wouldn't want to cause any harm to the baby." 

~The Next Day~

"We're here." Perrie told me. She turned the car off then looked at me.

"You okay?" I nodded my head. I got out of the car and followed Perrie into the building.

"Hi I have an appointment." 

"Name please." The receptionist asked her.

"Samantha Rain." She told her using her fake name.

"Yes right here. They will call you in when they are ready for you." Perrie nodded then walked to the waiting area.

"You nervous?" I asked her. 

"No. I'm excited. This is the last step to a new beginning." I smiled at her.

"Samantha." Perrie got up and walked over to the lady. The exchanged a few words then Perrie called me over.

"I asked if you could come with me." She whispered in my ear. I nodded my head.

"Just take a seat right there. Now do you have an allergies that we should know about?"

"No." Perrie told the lady.

"Okay then I will go get Mr. Evans and we can get started." Perrie nodded her head.

"I'm getting nervous now." I chuckled at her comment.

"You never feel nervous until you sit in the chair." 

"Hello Ms. Rain my name is Alex and I will be doing your cover up today. Now can I see your tattoo." Perrie showed him her neck. He looked at it and his eyes went wide.

"I'm sorry miss but I can not cover this tattoo up." 

"What why not?" She asked him.

"If I cover this up they will have my head."

"But they are in jail they can't hurt you."

"No no no. The have spies ever where, they will find me and they will kill me." 

"Please can you just remove it. We won't tell anyone." 

"I'm sorry I can't. I'm afraid I can't help you with your problem. I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Perrie looked shocked.

"Fine we will leave." She grabbed her purse and stormed out of the room. I followed close behind her.

"He's still ruining my life even from jail." She screamed out in frustration. 

"Perrie we can go somewhere else?"

"Where huh? The boys run Europe." 

"Yea but they don't run the US." 


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