Niall's P.O.V We sat in the greenhouse. Plants surrounded us. I had just sang Brooke to sleep again. She looked peaceful in her sleep. When she was awake she cried. When she was asleep she scream. Nightmares. She missed Harry. I missed Laura. How could she do that to me? How could Harry do that to her? She woke up and fluttered her eyes. I looked into her brown eyes. She leaned on my chest. I wrapped my arms tighter."Brooke? Niall?" I heard Liam call."Babe? Brookie? Nialler?" Cara was calling us. We went out of the back of the greenhouse. We found an old pick-up truck. It had no keys in the ignition but she told me to get in anyways. She went down under the wheel for a while. After a few minutes the truck started and she came back up."You know how to hot wire a car?" I ask interested. She smiled and nodded. Her cheeks went red. We took off I had no idea where we were going. I really didn't care. Brooke's P.O.V I was heading towards my dad. His house wasn't that far from here. I just wanted to be alone and able to think. They probably would find us because Laura was with them. I felt tears streaming down my face. My vision got blurry a couple if times. But I shook it off. We got to my dads. I parked the car and ran up the front porch steps pulled up the rug and found the spare key. He wouldn't be home for another three days. Perfect. We went in. I missed this old house. It was 3-story. The stairs spiraling up. I looked in the enormous living area. The expensive leather furniture and flat screen are the first thing you walk into. I kept the spare key in my pocket and locked the door back. I dragged Niall upstairs. We went all the way to the third floor. If they were going to try to find us. They were going to make a huge effort. I wasn't going to go crawling back to them. I was and at Harry and Laura only. But I knew everybody would stick up for them. Just a day or two here. When I got to my room the last thing I remember is falling down on the floor after walking in and blacking out. Oh goodness. This isn't happening. But I'm not going back.