Chased Across the World

I looked up and thanked the world that it wasn't Harry's face staring down at me. Rather, it was Zayn and Niall, both of them smirking at Callie and I. I mean we are in a dumpster. I would be laughing my bum off if I were them. Hopefully, it's just the two of them. I stood along with Callie, smoothing my clothes awkwardly. I went to speak, but Callie beat me to it.

"For fuck's sake, leave us the fuck alone." Normally, I'd say something about her language, but right now I didn't care. She was right. They need to go away. Callie and I have to leave. And no one can know where we've gone. That's why Harry is the one person I can't see at the moment. If I were forced to speak with him, I wouldn't be able to leave. I know it in my heart that he'd convince to either stay with him or to at least bring him along. And both those options would end badly. So yeah, I think her language is appropriate.

"Not happening, love." Zayn smirked. Huffing with anger, I hopped out of the garbage, Callie following suit. She accidentally, at least I think it was accidental, landed on Zayn's foot. He's just lucky she wasn't in heels right now. She smirked this time, watching as he nodded with thin lips. Niall was strangely quiet.

"Leave." I stated flatly. It's easier if they do as they're told. Of course, boys will be boys.

"Again, not happening."

"Zayn, you guys need to go."

"Love, we aren't leaving without you."

"Harry would kill us if you got away." Niall murmured softly, but I heard him. I glanced at Callie, but her eyes were stuck on Niall. They'd been there the entire time...hmmmm.

"It's not like he owns me! I can leave whenever I feel like it. I just got my freedom back without any of your help and I am not about to let it get stolen again!" I shouted, stamping my foot out of spite. I didn't care that now all the guys heard me and know where we are. I'm just so frustrated right now. I want to rip out my hair, that's how upset I am. Zayn looked remorseful.

"I know, Jasmyne. I know. I'm not going to take it away from you. I never wanted you there in the first place, remember?" He asked. I knew what he was talking about, yet I just turned my head away stubbornly.

"Yet, you helped keep me there."

"It was safer that way for you." He stated. He did say he would keep me safe and he did.

"What about now? I'm not safe now and you helped let me go." I could help but play devil's advocate. I stepped closer to Zayn, jabbing my finger at his chest. "You didn't stop me from leaving, Zayn. Now I have to run before that freaking asshat of a guy who kidnapped me in the first place is going to kill everyone I know. I have to leave! Zayn, you have to let me leave again! I will not watch people die! I will not go back either!" I finished my rant, feeling the heat of everyones gaze, especially Callie's. I forgot that I hadn't told her yet.

"What?" Callie and Zayn both whispered, Niall left to gape at me.

I turned to my best friend. "I was gonna tell you once we were gone." I muttered, letting her embrace me in a warm hug. Once we pulled away, Zayn once again drew my attention to him.

"I know. I'm not going to stop you. But Harry will kill us." He whispered, eyes locked with mine. I couldn't drop his stare, could only meet it head on.

"Then say you never saw us."

"I-Okay." I shook with relief.

"Thank you Zayn."

"But only if you tell me your first stop. Where are you going first?"

"I'm not sure."

"Bullshit."

"Hey." Callie said, finally stepping in. "Watch it, fucker." Sometimes, she just is the nicest person ever. I wonder why people don't like her. Ha! Who am I kidding?

"You know where you're going. I know you do." Zayn blurted, ignoring Callie's threat. Slowly, I nodded. "Where?"

"Paris." I mumbled. "We're going to Paris."

"Nice of you to tell me." Callie grumbled half-heartedly. I really should have mentioned it though. I was going to. It just slipped my mind as we were running away.

"Where in Paris?"

"Haven't figured that part out yet." I looked him dead in the eye so that he would know I was telling the truth.

"When will you know?" I went to answer, but he cut me off. "Here." He pulled a pen from somewhere and grabbed my arm, writing a series of numbers on my skin.

"If you don't call within 24 hours, I will come and find you. It will not end well. I'll bring Harry with." I nodded, gulping back my fear. "Now go." I released the breath I was holding, looking away as I began walking down the alley. I turned back to see Calle in a stare down with Niall. I trudged back, dragged her away by the elbow. As we walked toward the downtown area, Callie being strangely quiet, I couldn't stop myself from voicing my thoughts.

"Thank you, Zayn."

Notes

I seriously doubt anyone reads these notes, but I still write them! I'm so silly!

1. What will happen in Paris?
2. Will she call Zayn???
3. What's with Callie and Niall??

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- Iz <3