Laurence's POV
I awoke the next morning to the sound of the shower running. I groaned rolling over. I heard a low chuckle, looking up I saw Shane watching me.
"It's about time someone woke up." He whispered.
"Huh….what?" I mumbled.
"Well Skye woke up about 15 minutes ago and went to have a shower."
"Skye?"
"Yeah the girl we saved remember."
"Yeah, I remember. What about Luke, Kier and Drew?"
"They're in their room. Probably still asleep, knowing them."
The bathroom door opened and out walked Skye, hair wrapped up in a towel, wearing black skinny jeans and a familiar looking t-shirt.
"Shane you have a hairdryer?" she asked.
"Yeah in the draw under the mirror." He replied politely.
"Thanks for lending me this shirt."
"No problem." She went over to the mirror; dug the hairdryer and a brush out of the draw and began to dry her hair. Giving me the opportunity to get a proper look at her. The way hair flowed like a waterfall past her shoulders; the way the shirt Shane had lent her hung off her body; the way her skinny jeans hugged the curves of her legs. God I sound like a love struck teenager! She was pretty though. I slowly grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom to get dressed. I returned to find Drew had decided to join us.
"I see you've decided to grace us with your presence Drew." I said by way of a greeting.
"Good morning Laurence, I see the assassins have failed." Drew replied, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I rolled my eyes as Skye and Shane started to laugh.
"What?" Drew asked "Oh I wasn't meant to say anything about the assassins was I? Oops."
"Erm guys." Skye said.
"Yeah?" we replied in unison.
"I'm gonna go for a walk, I'll be back in an hour. Please don't follow me." And with that she got up and left.
"Shane-"
"No Laurence. I'm not going to follow her, she asked to be alone. So we're going to leave her alone." He said interrupting me.
"I was actually going to ask you to wake Kier and Luke up."
"Oh, sorry." He mumbled walking out of the door, to wake the others. Drew had stopped laughing and was now looking serious.
"So assassins, huh?" I said, trying to lighten the mood. He nodded in response. I sighed, sitting down on my bed. The silence that followed was slightly uncomfortable but it was mainly comfortable.
*Time Jump*
Skye had now been gone for well over an hour and with every minute that passed we grew more worried. Kier had been pacing for the last 10 minutes and nothing anyone said would make him sit down.
"She should have been back ages ago." Kier stated over and over again.
"I know Kier. Maybe now it's time to look for her." I replied, looking at Shane, who just nodded sadly. Obviously tearing himself apart over the fact that he told us not to follow her and respect her wishes. It hurt to see him so dejected, he was normally so happy. Whilst the others busied themselves with collecting up their weapons and ammunition, I went over to Shane who was still sat on his bed staring at his feet.
"It's my fault." He mumbled.
"It's no one's fault, Shane. Come on, we'll find her." I replied.
"I hope so." was all he said before grabbing his trusty repeating crossbow from its home under his bed and followed us out of the door. The woman at reception didn't even look surprised at the sight of 5 grown men walking out of the hotel carrying a wide range of weaponry. I prayed that we'd find Skye alive and unharmed before the end of the night.