"S-Samantha where'd you go?!" Niall yelled into the phone.
"I um... I'll explain later. It could be on the news."
"What? Samantha tell me what the fuck's going on."
"I love you Niall." I whispered into the phone before hanging up.
I turned on the radio.
"Breaking news. Teen pop star from the band One Direction, Louis Tomlinson has been taken hostage in his own front lawn by a man known as Paul Crawford, who is in fact the father of Samantha Jones, who is One Direction's Niall Horan's girlfriend."
I turned it off. I couldn't listen to it. It was all my fault. I should've just gone home. I turned the corner into Louis's street to find police cars surrounding the house. There were SWAT officers, pointing guns at them. There were news helicopters circling. I parked my car a few blocks down so I wouldn't bring any attention to myself. I walked up and noticed a few news reporters pointing at me. One of them ran up to me with a camera man behind her and a microphone in her hand.
"Excuse me! Are you Samantha Jones?" she yelled at me.
"No, sorry. You've got the wrong girl." I said, covering my face with my jacket.
She rolled her eyes. She knew it was me. I just continued to walk foward, ignoring the questions she spat out at me. Other news reporters started to notice and ran over to me. I actually felt a microphone hit my face. But I didn't mind, this was their job. This is what they've spent their lives doing and this is what they get paid to do. I finally reached the house and ducked my head under the police rope.
"Sorry ma'am, you can't be behind here."
"Sorry, I-I'm Samantha Jones."
His facial expression was blank. I guess he didn't know who I was. That was a nice change. Another police officer came behind him and whispered something in his ear. He looked at his clipboard and nodded.
"Samantha, just come to the side here. Everything's going to be alright."
I nodded as he gestured me over to an ambulance truck. Somebody I didn't look at wrapped a blanket around my shoulders. I held it close to me. I saw a police officer and nurse whispering to each other, looking at me the whole time. I looked over to Louis's front lawn. Paul had Mike and Louis in a corner. Where was Shay? I hope she had hidden inside. As if on cue, Shay ran out with a baseball bat. I knew she knew how to defend herself. She came up behind Paul and hit him over the head. He turned in shock and then fell to the ground.