*10 minutes later*
We'd finally arrived at the seriously creepy looking warehouse. It sent a shiver rippling down my spine just by the look of it. Harry had already noticed my sudden change in behaviour.
"You want me to go in first?" He asked cupping my chin in his fingers.
"No. I don't want you to come in with me. I'll do it alone and if anything happens, I'll scream. Then you can feel free to enter in as dramatic a way as you like." I tried to make a little joke out of it but my voice was too urgent. My hands were already shaking and my lips already quivering. I took one deep breathe in and out. Then braved it and stepped into the place. The smell of smoke and alcohol lingered in the air making my lungs close up a little. There were patches of puddles in random places. The place was pretty empty. It was dark as well apart from the little light coming in through the tiny windows. Something shifted inside the room and my head snapped round. There was nobody else in sight.
"Lola..." Came a groan from somewhere inside that terrible place. I couldn't make out who the voice belonged too but it sounded familiar. I pulled my mobile out my pocket, shining a light onto where the voice had just come from. My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets and my mouth nearly hit the floor. It was dad; tied up to a chair with dirty pieces of rope. He looked so weak and it nearly killed me. I went straight to him. Collapsing too my knees.
"Oh god, Dad! What the hell? WHO DID THIS TOO YOU?" I tried to keep calm. I just couldn't manage it though. This was my dad for Christ's sake! Whoever else was here, sure didn't like my family. "So where are you then? Come on show your face! You wanted me here, so I'm here!" I screamed it. Harry had obviously heard but decided not to enter.
"They aren't here anymore sweetie." My dad just whispered it out. All he could manage. I didn't even notice the small puddle of blood that had formed just above my dad's head. I untied the ropes with difficulty. My hands were burning by the time I'd gotten the ropes off. "I love you; my little girl." Dad touched my face briefly. I hadn't realised how pale his face was because I couldn't see it properly before.
"Oh no dad, you are not going anywhere. Come on; stay with me!" I practically screamed it at him. Not in a mean way though. "HARRY, GET IN HERE!" I shouted for him but there was no response. No footsteps sounded from the warehouse entry. Nothing happened. "HARRY?" I screamed again. Just to get more of the same problem. No response. I lifted my dad out of the warehouse; not without a struggle though. He's not exactly as light as feather. I fell to the floor outside. Dropping my dad. Harry was nowhere to be seen. The car boot was open so I went to investigate. I went to scream but nothing left my mouth. Harry was in the boot, tied up with rope. Just like my dad had been. He had tape over his mouth and his eyes were shut. Tight shut. I ripped the tape off his mouth. I shook him a few times but nothing happened. "Come on Harry. Wake up!" Both my dad and Harry were on the brink of death. I opened the back door of the car and placed my dad inside. I yanked my phone out of my pocket to find I had no signal. Brilliant. At least I could make emergency calls. I dialled '999' and was shaking violently. I needed something to defend myself with in case this physco decided to try and attack me. I looked around and found a big piece of metal just next to the warehouse. The ambulance was on its way by this time and I was shitting myself nearly. I was petrified. If this person decided to come back for me... Then maybe none of us would survive. People might even start believing I tried to murder the two people I love most in the entire universe. Why they'd believe trash like that anyway was beyond me but some people could be pretty dense. I wandered around the sides of the car trying to pick up a signal. I got one bar and used the precious time it stayed too ring Louis. I would've rung Sanne or the others but I just needed Louis here. He picked up after the third ring.
"Hey Lo, what's up?" He seemed pretty calm; slightly breathless.
"Come to the old warehouse on Gosforth Lane! NOW! I'm not joking Lou just get here!" I said all that, and then cut him off. I didn't want any excuses or too answer any of the questions he had been brewing up. Louis didn't live too far away from here. About ten minutes; in the car it'd only be five. I gripped onto the metal bar with all the power in me. I was terrified; I didn't know what to do. I kept peering around the area and didn't dare re-enter the warehouse. The place had already scared me enough for one day. I heard a loud groan from behind me and swung round. The pole just hitting thin air. I looked in the back seats of the car; it wasn't dad. I went round to the boot of the car. It was Harry that had made the noise.
"Harry! Oh god, I thought you were dead!" I cried out and a tear left my right eye.
"I ...love... you." His words came out in stutters and he reached his hand out towards me. He was so weak that it made me feel awful. All I could do was try and keep him awake. He was already trying to say his goodbyes. I wouldn't let him.
"You're not going to leave me now. I won't let you. Ever." I was shaking terribly. His eyes grew wide and he tried to shout something at me but I couldn't make out what he was telling me. He collapsed again; before I could make out what he was telling me.
"LOLA!" I heard Louis scream. I was shoved out of the way and Louis grabbed the metal pole right out of my hands. My eyes were shut tight so I didn't know what was happening after that. Then I heard something fall to the ground and my eyelids flung open. Apart from it wasn't Louis on the floor; it was a man with a mask on. The smell of stale alcohol floated aimlessly in the air. Not to mention the disgusting smell of cigarette smoke. Louis swung his arms around me. Nearly knocking the air right out of me. "Are you ok?" He asked me; his smooth hand resting on my face. Making my belly do a little flip. I'd never noticed how gorgeous his eyes were before. They were a deep glistening blue.
"I'm fine... Thank you." There was quite a long pause between both things I said.
"There's no need to thank me." He said, smiling. His hand was still resting on my face.
"You saved my life. So there is a need." I was getting slightly breathless and I wasn't sure why. Louis had never had this effect on me before. It was even beginning too freak me out. I could see it in Louis' eyes too. We weren't doing anything. Just staring into each other eyes. Then his lips met mine and my heart leaped. I realised what I was doing then forced myself to pull away. "Shit..." Oh bollocks. I'd just kissed my best friend while my boyfriend was lying in the boot of a car nearly on his death bed. Worst girlfriend ever.
"I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I um..." He didn't know what to say about it either. I think we were both in a huge amount of shock. What worried me most was what I'd say too Harry. Would I tell him? Would I not? So many questions started spinning around my head. Then the sound of sirens came flooding around the area we were at. Police cars and ambulances came sliding round the corner of the street. Paramedics and police officers leaped out of the cars before they'd even stopped.
"What happened?" One of the police officers asked me. Making my head go even fuzzier.
"That guy on the floor rang me about an hour ago telling me he was holding my dad hostage here... So ... Well, me and my boyfriend were staying in the Hilton and we came along to rescue him... And he was awake when I went inside alone to get him out..." The officer nodded while writing down notes.
"So is this your boyfriend?" He asked, pointing towards Louis.
"No." We both said at the same time. "That's my boyfriend in the boot." I continued.
"How did he end up like that?" I hated it when police officers insisted on having a session of question time.
"I don't know. I was in the warehouse saving my dad at the time. I shouted for Harry too come in but after a few times of trying and not getting a response... I lifted my dad out alone and found Harry lying in the boot." I was stuttering every so often. I felt extremely awful. For more reasons than one.
"I think we have enough evidence for now. We'll need you down at the station later. Thank you." The police officer walked away straight after that. To think that this would be all over the news by the afternoon was just great. I didn't want everybody to know. Shame that they were all going to find out.
"You want a lift to the hospital?" Louis asked; not giving me proper eye contact. All I did was nod at him. After earlier; everything just felt incredibly awkward. The fact I'd just agreed to get a lift off him to the hospital; I was beginning to regret. Awkward journey ahead.