Chapter 28
"Our visiting hours have ended, unfortunately. You may come back to visit Mr. Novelli in the morning beginning at 9 o' clock." The nurse from earlier today told us. We smiled and said goodbye to the hospital staff we had come to know and love, and also, of course, to Christian.
Sadly, we didn't have a car to bring us home, so we walked back to our hotel. I had pretty blue sparkly heels on, because it was a very special day, and a few blocks before we reached the street of our hotel, the heel snapped off of the left shoe.
Everyone was walking ahead of me when I stopped and just stared blankly at the shoe I had taken off of my foot. Louis turned around, just then. He saw me brooding over the lost shoe.
"I'll buy you a new pair tomorrow, dear." He said, picking me up and carrying me to our big room in the hotel. Everyone had already claimed a bed/couch and we weren't sure where to go. Paige had fallen on the pull out couch and Liam slept on the other side, but it wasn't awkward at all. Niall and Zayn were on the bed to the right and Harry was on the bed closest to the door. Louis set me down and we walked over to Harry… And pushed him onto the ground.
"Ow…" He moaned.
"Man up, squirt." Louis mocked.
We climbed in under the covers, and Louis put his arm around me and I put my head on his chest and we fell fast asleep.
To sleep felt good. Great, really. We'd had such a long day and finally… Peace.
Sirens.
Paige and I jumped up fast.
The guys were gone.
The doors flung open and slammed against the wall. About 8 police officers grabbed us from where we slept and hauled us over their shoulders and down to the main floor. They took us out of the hotel and onto the street.
A burly police officer locked handcuffs around both of our wrists.
"Did you kidnap One Direction?" He barked the question at us.
We gulped. Then, we looked over and saw the guys standing there, not doing anything to defend us.
I needed to ask the question that we were both thinking. But, I couldn't. I couldn't bear to think about it.
"I'm waiting for an answer!" The police officer said with ferocity.
"Everything we say can and will be used against us. D-don't expect an outright confession. We're teenage girls… Not idiots." I mustered up the courage to say.
The police officers looked amused.
"Alright, down to the station it is. We'll put you in a holding cell until your trial tomorrow." Another officer said while pushing us into the back of the police car and hopping in to the driver's seat himself.
I looked back at Louis. My Boo Bear. He had betrayed us. He had betrayed me.
We had been betrayed.
"Y-you won't be forcing a lawyer upon us, right? We can choose, correct? Because, I have some thoughts of my own, you know." I decided to be feisty. Sometimes that gets you where you want to go in life.
"Um… Well, I guess-"
"Are you pressing subpoena? Because, if you aren't we still choose to testify. There's no reason to not."
"We'll worry about that l-"
"And, we have the right to a quick and speedy trial. You said you'll be holding us in jail until the trial- that can not be, in this division of court, more than 12 hours away from the time arrested."
"Look-"
"So, we request it promptly in the morning, and without-"
Just then, the cop pulled over onto the side of the road. He turned around and as he did, he took off his sunglasses. He was young, and a little more than attractive.
"Why're you wearing sunglasses, it's 3 o' clo-"
"Okay, listen for just one second-"
"It's been a second." I put in.
"Ssh, now. This is my first day on the job. So, I'm not fully acquainted with all of this yet. I'm Officer But, I must say you know your stuff, and I think that'll get you in a good place in court. I'm glad you're my first criminal suspects to be taking care of…" He said, in a lovely British accent.
"Oh, um… Thank you…" I said, blushing from embarrassment.
"Stick to what you know, and I think you'll do fine… I'm not sure if you really kidnapped One Direction… I'd believe it if you did, but I'd also believe it if you didn't. If you did, I'm not really sure how you did it…" He trailed off. I caught on to what he was doing, but apparently Paige, being Paige, didn't.
"Well, it was eas-" She started to say.
"-y for the person who did it probably… Their nice boys. Really nice boys, probably bought into well." I said, trying to cover up everything. "You're a very clever officer, you know that?"
He smiled cheekily. "Smart girl, you are. Alright, I couldn't outsmart you. But, that doesn't mean I won't get you another time."
"I'll be analyzing absolutely everything you're saying EVEN MORE from now on. And, as punishment, I'll contradict everything you say, as well…"
"Even more than you already have been?" He smirked.
"Certainly." I assured him.
Was he flirting with me?
But what about-
No, that dirt bag doesn't deserve me. And, he's the one who believes I don't deserve him. Fine. I'll show him.
Finally, we arrive at the police station, and the officer helped us out of the car.
"I'm Officer Aaron Smith, by the way…" He introduced himself.
"That's a gorgeous name." I rejoiced happily.
He laughed. "And you are?"
"In love with you… What? Didn't say that! Kara…"
"Paige?" She said looking weirdly at me.
He led us into the station, and unfortunately, locked us in a holding cell.
