CLAIRE'S POV

"Claire." A low voice spoke, "Claire." The voice echoed in my head, but eventually it was clear.

"Louis?" I mumbled.

The low voice that was definitely not Louis' laughed, "You wish."

After a second, I remembered all the events had occurred. It was Harry, that bastard took me away. Just when I was reunited with Louis, we were pulled apart again.

My eyes finally adjusted to the bright light, but once they did I saw that I was on a plane. It was me, Harry and some other person I didn't know. He was standing in the corner watching me intently, he looked young also, my age possibly.

"Nice to see you're finally awake." He said, "You were out for more than three hours."

I almost shot out of my seat, trying to pounce on Harry, but I was stopped. I looked down at my hands, they were strapped down on the seat and my wrist and legs were restrained.

"Is this really necessary?" I questioned.

Harry was kneeled in front of me and gave me that cocky smile, "Obviously it is. You just tried to pounce."

"Not like you can blame me, you knocked me out then kidnapped me."

Harry shrugged, "Not like it's the first time it's happened to you."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Why are you doing this?"

"Because I feel like it."

"Is that the real reason? Or is it because you hate Louis and want to piss him off?" I looked out the window and saw that it was pitch black outside, but down below, I could see a few lights, we must be above some town.

Harry stood up and sat in the seat next to me, blocking the window. "Both, actually. But, there is a nice benefit."

"For you maybe." I snapped.

Harry tisked and cupped my chin, "You're a benefit, Claire. I mean you have attitude, you're hot, what more can a man ask for?"

I moved my face so his hand wouldn't be touching me anymore, "Like I said, the benefit only applies to you. I don't want any part of this, Harry."

"It could benefit you, though." Harry put his hand on my thigh, but I couldn't move since my legs were strapped down, "With the both of us, we could easily give eachother pleasure."

I looked at Harry, right into those green eyes. "Fuck off."

Harry's hand moved higher up my thigh, "You won't be saying that when we get to California, love."

I spat in Harry's face, causing him to let go of my thigh and wipe the spit off is face. I sarcastically smiled and looked away, and stared at the seat right in front of me.

That's when I realized, California? Not Chicago, I began to panic. The others would never think to look there, they would look in Chicago for sure. How would Louis find me? How would I get to Louis, if I ever got the chance?

My heart beat increased, but I kept a straight face not wanting Harry to think he can affect me in any way. I looked the man who was standing in the corner, watching Harry and I.

He was tall, taller then six feet. It was actually pretty intimidating, he held a straight face and eye contact with me. I broke the awkward eye contact and stared at my feet since I didn't have anything else interesting to look at.

"Have you ever been to California, Claire? Specifically Los Angeles?" He questioned, his voice calmer then usual, that was scarier then usual too.

I glared at Harry, "No, I haven't."

"We should be landing in half an hour, I'll make sure you have a great experience." He smirked.

"You're crazy." I shook my head, "Louis will find you."

"Whatever you say." He rolled his eyes.

LOUIS' POV

"Louis, you're crazy! You almost died a few hours ago, you can't drive all the way to Chicago." Liam yelled.

I kept fighting through the pain as I threw my bags into the trunk of the car that was pierced with bullet holes. I ignored Liam and slammed the trunk then limped to the driver's seat.

"Lad, you can't go by yourself," Liam walked passed me and got in the driver's seat, "What if you bleed out or some shit?"

"I can't let you leave. What about Lyn and Ed?" I asked, this wasn't their problem, it was mine.

"We're coming too!" Lyn said and hopped into the back seat, along with Ed.

I rolled my eyes, "No, guys I'm fine. I need to figure this all out for myself, Harry is my enemy not yours."

"Well, that's partially true. But he has Claire, and we all love Claire." Lyn said.

I sighed, "Sorry guys, but I need to do this on my own. I'll come back with her, just don't leave without me. If you have to, leave me some kind of hint to where you guys are, okay?"

Liam got out of the driver's seat, "Harry can easily outnumber you."

"I know. But I'll manage, I have a few connections." I threw my gun into the passengers seat and watched as Lyn and Ed got out of the car.

Liam shut the door and leaned in through the window, "Kick Harry's rich arse, okay?"

I smirked, "Planning on it." I didn't bother to say bye to Lyn and Ed, I only had so much time.

I started the engine and began to drive. I grabbed the phone that used to be in Ed's place, I stole it and fixed it so it works. I have an old friend who works for Harry, and I believe he knows where Claire is.

I dialed his number and after three rings, he answered. "Tomlinson, I've been waiting for your call."

"Hemmings, do you know where she is?" I desperately asked.

"Yeah. Actually Harry's plane just landed at LAX, he has a place in Beverly Hills. I'll call you once I know the address." I knew Harry wouldn't go back to Chicago.

I clenched my jaw, "Is she okay?"

"Yes. But you better get here fast, Harry isn't a patient person, if you know what I mean. I have to go." Luke hung up before I could say anything else.

I nearly threw the phone out the window, but I stopped myself. As soon as I get Claire back, I'm going through with Niall's plan. Like I said before, it was genius.

I would have to go to an old graveyard and steal some dead bodies, then find an abandoned building. I would get Liam to hack onto everyone records and change the dental records to match the dead bodies.

Then, we would put the dead bodies inside the building and set it on fire. The bodies would be burnt beyond recognition so the FBI would match the dental records.

The record would match so Claire, Liam, Lyn and I would all be pronounced dead. We wouldn't need to run anymore, and we could be free. We would all fly back to England and be okay, I guess since Ed is in our group now we would let him in on the plan.

It was perfect.

Notes

I KNOW I'VE BEEN GIVING YOU ALL BORING AND SHORT CHAPTERS BUT EVERYTIME I BEGIN TO UPDATE SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENS.

SO SORRY!

-JJ ,xo