"Now nobody talk at all, and Harry, you'll follow me. Mira...you're going to keep watch outside in the car." Niall tells us.

"Niall, I have to be more useful than that." I tell him.

"Mira....please. Just stay in the car...I don't want you getting hurt, its dangerous in a jail for young girls." Niall says.

"Yeah...thats why Amber needs to get out of there." I point out. After Niall giving more orders, we left the house and hop into Harry's car. On the way there I got this odd feeling. I felt like this was all a dream. If I would have told the Mira from 3 years ago about my life now, she would have never believed me. I used to be a young girl that got my hair curled by my mama, had sleepovers with my friends and learned in school everyday about how lucky I was to have all that I have. I used to be smart and clean and pretty and so...innocent. Now, I was riding in the back seat of a beat up car, sitting next to a kid thats been convicted of murder, wearing all black...on my way to break into a jail.

"Mira?" Niall's voice says to me. I turn to him. He looks at me, and I can tell he sees the fear in my eyes. He grabs ahold of my hand.

"Mira, everything's going to be alright." He says, holding my hand tightly. I could tell he knew I was shaking.

"I can't stop shaking." I tell him. "Niall, are you sure we should do this?" I say in barely a whisper. 

"We can turn around...and me and Harry could this alone." Niall says. I shake my head.

"No, shes my best friend. I'm helping." I tell Niall. He nods. 

"Harry, park in that deserted parking lot over there. We can't risk that they might see your license plate." Niall says. Harry does what Niall says, and pulls into a creepy parking lot in front of a closed down gas station. A chill runs down my spine when the car stops. Harry turns around to face us.

"Ok, we're going to have to go around the back, and somewhere by cell block D, theres a back enterance. I can pick the lock like last time, and we'll be able to get in--" Niall tells us. I nervously glance at Harry when Niall says "like last time" to see if he caught that...but he didn't. He was just staring at his hands in his lap. I knew what he was thinking: what have I gotten myself into. I was thinking the same. 

"--Now when the door opens, an alarm will sound, and police will be all over the scene in matter of about 2 mintues, so we have to move quick...and hide." Niall says, glancing at me.

"So all this time...i'm in the car?" I bring up again. I didn't want to be in the car, I couldn't see what was happening and wouldn't know if they were safe. 

"Well....there is one thing you can do, now that I think about it.." Niall says frowning.

"What?" I ask quickly.

"You could be a distraction." He says. "There's a police station thats separate from the jail...." He starts to say, thinking hard. "And if you pretended to "wander" into the jail area, you'll be immediately ment by a guard, who will question you." 

"And I can come up with a story, like I was looking for the police station to report...something....and I could be a random distraction while you guys sneak in." I say, finishing Niall's thougnts. 

"Exactly." Niall says. 

"But Mira....you suck at acting and me and you both know that." Harry says, frowning at me. 

"Harry, I can do this, and it won't be dangerous. They'll just think I some stupid lost girl." I say, talking myself into it. Harry sighs. 

"Ok....so while you're distracting the guards....me and Harry will sneak in and search for Amber." Niall says.

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