ESCAPE

Chapter 39

VALENTINA

'That was insane!', exclaimed Lottie as we got off.

'I almost lost me shoe!', exclaimed Niall and I laughed.

'Poor Harry must be bored', said Liam and we agreed.

'Where's Harold?', asked Louis as we approached Paul.

'He-', but his cell rang and we were alarmed to hear screams from the phone along with Harry's strained voice asking for help.

I felt a tug on my arm and I found Louis motioning me to follow them and I did so which I guess was to not let Paul know we were going to get him.

I'm pretty sure Paul must be freaking out when he realizes we've disappeared as well.

Oh well, it's for a good cause.

'Found him!', exclaimed Niall and pointed to a large crowd of girl around a tall man who was struggling to stand properly amidst the madness.

'Right we need a good plan-', started Liam but he was cut off by Louis who shouted ,

'OI OI!'

'Right', said Liam as he face palmed himself.

The second Louis had made himself known, the girls started to run towards us.

'Er, Louis. What's our strategy?', asked Niall.

'Our what?', he asked confused.

'Oh my god we're all going to die', said Liam.

I should have thought this over before agreeing to 'Mission Curls', as Louis had put it.

'VALENTINA!RUN!', yelled Louis and I darted off trying not to get stampeded in the process.

I had no idea where I was and honestly why was I running? I wasn't even part of the band!

I stopped running and found myself in the midst of many tents that sold things as well as held games.

I calmed myself and tried to look around for members of our crew.

The place was crowded so it made it difficult for me to actually spot someone and from time to time I would get shoved as well.

As I stood on my toes to get a clearer view, someone pushed me but before I could topple over, I was caught by a strong pair of arms.

I stood myself steady and when I noticed the familiar crew uniform shirt, I was relieved but the face that came along with it made my blood drain.

'There you are', he said.

No.

I scrambled to run but he was too quick and grabbed my wrist.

I struggled in his grasp and looked around hoping that someone would see me but it was no use.

He dragged me into tent and then with a slap I was on the ground.

'I have been trying to track for quite some time', he said but I refused to give in so i got up again only to have the air knocked out of my lungs as he threw me to the ground again.

'Nice try', he said crouching to my height as I tried to catch my breath.

I looked him the eyes and with little energy I had, I threw a fist full of dirt into his eyes and bolted out of the tent as he screamed in pain.

As I ran for cover paranoid at what was happening, I knew I only had one more shot at being saved and I grabbed the only thing that could sound an alarm for me; Niall's whistle.

People stared at me as I ran blowing the whistle, hoping that someone would recognize it's sound and help me.

'HEY! GET BACK HERE!'

I felt my body go cold as I realized that he had caught up with me.

No, I won't go back!

I picked up speed and darted to another direction hoping that he would lose sight of me in the crowd but before I could blow the whistle again, I collided into someone.

It was a miracle that I hadn't swallowed the whistle from the impact and I groaned as I turned over, trying to get up and then I heard the other person let out a breathless laugh.

'Do we always have to meet like this?'