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Runaway thief...

All this pain go...

I ran in to the kitchen where all the drinks were, followed by the excited Louis and Niall. We stood in a row with three small shots in front of us. Louis counted down, one, two, three. I picked up the glass and tipped my head back as the sour liquid trickled down my throat, leaving a nasty taste in my mouth.

"Wow that one was sharp" Niall jeered, laughing. I smiled, then reached for another. I couldn't handle remembering what I had seen so drink was my only option.

15 minutes later I quited on the drink, my system seemed to be refusing to get drunk so I headed for the door. There wasn't any point staying at a party I wasn't going to have fun at. As I reached for the door handle someone else's hand seemed to push it back shut.
I turned to see Nicola standing in front of me, in just a bra and knickers. I gave her a unimpressed look, and she seemed to smile, happy with my reaction. What? Did she like people thinking she's a slut.

"What are you doing?"She asked, raising her eyebrows.
"Leaving" I reached for the door but she stopped me again. I was getting annoyed, why wouldn't she let me leave?
"Why cant I leave"
"Because I dont want you to, it's my party I say who stays and who go's bitch"
"Yeah but why cant you let me go, I dont understand you barely know me"
"Yeah that's the problem....and I was thinking how can we get to know each other better"
"Oh really, how are we gonna do that when I dont want to be friends with you"
"I never said I wanted to be friends with you either, just get to know each other....." there was a pause, wow this bitch was weird.

"I know...do you drive?"
"No, but I dont see how that's relevant"
"All the better, come with me". She began to walk of, and I followed her. She led me to the garage where Harry's car was, and someone else's.
I had some ideas about what she wanted me to do, but I wasn't sure.

She pointed to the Lamborghini, "This ones mine", then pointed to Harry's car "This ones yours". She wanted me to race her!
"What are you insane I dont know how to drive, and besides that's Harry's new car what if I crashed it"
"I dont care, get in...". I shook my head and began to walk away, but two tall boys stopped me, and took hold of both my arms. What the hell was going on?
They opened up Harry's car door, using the key I had seen him use when locking the car. Had Nicola stolen that just so we could race?
I was then pushed in to the driving seat, and strapped in.

I looked over to Nicola sitting in the car next to me. She rolled the window down, and started talking.
"Ok so the race starts here, goes through town, up the posh end of the High-am Village, then back here, you know the way?"
"Of course I dont, and besides I'm not driving anywhere, when I dont know how to"
"Oh for fucks sake, you press down on the big pedal to break, and the smaller one to accelerate, Harry's car is an automatic so dont worry about the gear stick, and you wont be needing to indicate"
"I'm still not driving"
"Yes you are"

I looked around for something to happen, when suddenly Harry appeared being dragged along by one of the hunky tall men, with a gun to his head !!!!
"What no stop, what are you doing you bitch?" I screamed.
" I'm racing you, if you dont then Harry goes down, if you do then I'll spare him"
I looked over at Harry, his face stained reed with blood. I could tell he had put up a fight, as the man holding him was also covered in blood, and bruises. I had no other choice but to race, but how could I when I didn't even know how to drive. I was almost certainly going to get myself killed, but...rather me then Harry.

Harry looked at me, pain stricken across his face. I smiled at him, and shouted "Trust me, It'll be ok", I looked at Nicola "I'm ready" then turned to face the front, and said quietly "and I'm gonna win this bitch".

We started up the engines of the cars. I was almost clueless, but did know how to start a car. I had watched the men working at the garage, next to the care home, and had seen how they fixed them. Now I think about it that doesn't really help, in fact that's almost all I know about cars. It was hopeless, but at least I knew if I raced Harry wouldn't be killed.

I remembered what Nicola said and pressed my foot down on the acceleration, then on the break as the cars rolled down the hill. I turned the wheel so we were in line on the road. I took in deep breaths, as Nicola started talking.
"Scared". I couldn't show her that I was, so I kept it cool, and smiled.
"You wish" those words of confidence turned in to a bit of encouragement to myself, and I suddenly felt a surge of confidence.

"Three, Two, One...Go!!!!" So it began.