Just rock me

The coolest band in the world was called One Direction. All five guys were tattooed and they played hard music. Death metal, was their category and I just loved it. Harry was the singer and he really could scream. Liam played drums and was always so cool. Zayn played bass and many girls found him to be the favourite. Louis played the guitar and he got all the girls swoon. My favourite was Niall. He played all the instruments, but he usually had a rough guitar most of the time on his stomach and he could leap across the stage.


18. Getting away

Early in the morning, I heard that all came home. I heard the door open and that Louis went down to them. I sat up and thought about to eavesdrop. Direct I did. I went to the door and opened it. I heard murmurs. Therefore, I had to go up almost to the stairs down, before I heard them. 
"Then we were everywhere." Harry said and sighed. "We were in all the nearby towns and villages, but not a single sign." 
"And no one has seen them." Zayn mumbled. "Damn them will tell it all to the police and how's it then?" 
Direct Louis tried to calm them down. 
"We'll take Emma and go out of here?" 
I heard Niall hesitation. 
"Maybe we should let her go?" 
Direct told everyone else no.


It happened quickly. Louis came in and packed my bag. The others packed the rest and they rang after tour bus. He came to the house within an hour and I was again a prisoner on the bus. I chose to keep me calm and I chosen't to talk to anyone. The guys talked about how they would do, and Liam even phoned their lawyer. I realized that they were worried and actually I enjoyed. Maybe that Eleanor or the other would save me?


I fell asleep pretty soon in a cab and I chose to not have the energy to care about these guys. Instead, I was glad that the others had managed to get away and I hoped on a solution in the future for me.


I woke up when the bus was standing still. I peeked out and saw that everyone had left the bus. Direct I slipped the door and peeked around the region. We were outside a resturant and probably ate the guys food. I looked around at all the levers and was looking for a key to the doors. Finally I found a red button and pushed it. I was overjoyed when the doors opened. I took my bag and left the bus. I crept over to the other side of the street and hid behind a bush. I knew that they were easier to find me if I was moving away.


They came out of the dinning area and walked towards the bus. I heard that they were talking and I saw that they didn't suspect anything. They jumped on the bus and the engine started. It began to roll away from me and I smiled a little bit. Maybe they wouldn't discover that I was gone yet? But the bus slammed on the brakes and five muddled guys came out of it. They looked around the area and split up. No one walked toward my direction. I chose to put the bag down on the ground and put my head down on it. I realized that I could try to get some sleep, instead of glaring and worrying. The guys would still get tired of looking and then they would drive  away with the bus.


When I woke up it was almost dark outside. I noticed that the bus was gone and I didn't see a single person. Cautiously, I took myself out to the way and hung my purse over my arm. Where would I go now? Right or left? I would stay away from major roads or how would I get home?


I don't know how long I had walked and I had no idea where I was. I stopped outside a shop window and saw that they sold televisions. One of them was switched on and the news appeared. My whole stomach tingled when I saw a photo of me. There were a number below the picture and I realized that my parents really looked after me. I didn't hear what the voice said, but it was enough to see the picture of me. I was overjoyed and immediately I got the courage back. I would be safe and I didn't have to go back to One Direction.


Down the road, I met an elderly lady. She wasn't afraid of me but she looked puzzled. 
"Where am I?" I got out of me. "I know I'm lost, but I have to take me home." 
She cleared her throat lightly. 
"You are in the village of Hedda (imaginary) and where are you going?" 
I sighed and realized that I was still lost. 
"Where's Hedda then? Are there any major city around here?" 
She pointed to a sign that showed where the highway was. 
"If you go along the highway you will get to Newcastle. Is that where you're going?" 
I don't know why but I hugged her but I was glad. 
"Thanks, now I know where I'm going." 
She smiled when I released her. 
"It was just fun to help you. Anything else you need?" 
I nodded. 
"A police station?"
She shook her head. 
"No. You'll probably have to wait until the next city. But you have a car?" 
I shook my head. I chose not to tell her who I was or why I was going to the police. I didn't want her to know that I was me. 
"I have to walk, because I was left behind." 
She felt sorry for me and right as it was, she picked up some notes to me. 
"I know it's not much, but it's a night bus from here in a few hours. Maybe you can take that one?" 
I couldn't understand why she was so friendly. Although it received, I knew that I needed the money. I couldn't say no.


I was happy when I sat down on the night bus. It rolled off fast and I felt safe. I had a feeling that the guys had given up and when I came to Newcastle, I would contact the police. I would call home and I would come home to my parents and to my room.


I was falling asleep when the bus right as it was slammed on the brakes and all looked terrified out. The doors went opened and the bus driver seemed angry. He stepped out of the bus and I heard that he was arguing with someone. I chose to sit still and I tried to go back to sleep. I couldn't cope with more problems and instead I dreamed about what I would do when I got home. I would hug everyone I knew and I would return to school. I would be a more proper daughter and I would..... 
"So you thought you could escape?" 
I woke up right away and met two blue eyes. Niall stood foreward leaning over me and he was cold in the face. I dropped the words and just stared at him.

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