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Katherine’s POV.

I ran down the street my left arm holding my drink and my right wearing Niall’s hat, that I stole. The hat said ‘Football all the way’ and it hat a soccer ball next to it. I asked him about why did it say ‘football’ instead of ‘soccer’ but then he explained to me that I was thinking of American football, which explained why their was a soccer ball instead of a football. But I loved it. I turned a random street slowing down my running. I shove my body up against the wall falling down. My right arm held my stomach while my left arm still was holding my drink.

“Fucking. Running.” I huffed in-between breaths I was trying to do. I then got up after a 30 second rest and fast-walked the rest of the ally way. I kept looking around making sure no one saw me. Reason why I put the hat on is because pictures was taken of me and if someone recognizes me that means in will hit paper and that means the boys could find me. And I am not taking that chance. I looked down as I walked the main street, of whatever town I was in. I know I should go and tell the police but I am not going to. See here are the reasons, 1. They might find me again, 2. There is a chance that they won’t believe me and 3. If I run away with out saying anything mabye that gives them less of a chance of finding me and also they can move on from me being a sex slave.

I briefly look up to see a Mc Donald's (P.S. I don’t know if there is a Mc Donald’s in the United Kingdom.) I quickly shot myself into the Mc Donald's buying a big mac. Once I ate my big mac I started to find airports, I have a lots of money meaning I could get a plane ticket to the U.S.A. And thats my plan. I walked down an empty street drinking my soda. I thought about my plans, on what I’ll have to do, what I should do. As I got down half way through the street I heard foot steps behind me. My breath hitches and I quickly turn around, some of my hair whipping my face sticking to my face and getting in my hair. I turn around to see a red headed person. His head was down and his hands were was in the pockets of his jeans. I stopped and had a good look at him, something looked so familiar from that man. I then decided to get his attention.

“Excuse me? Sir? Do I know yo-” I stopped half way in my sentence when that guy shot his head up, I can’t believe it. His mouth forms into a ‘o’ shape as he looks up and down at my body. What are the fucking odds. He then snaps out of shock and runs after me tackling me to the ground.

Niall’s POV. (10 Minutes after Katherine left the house!)

I awoke to someone shaking me telling me I had to get up.

“Niall wake the fuck up.” I then open my eyes to see Zayn standing in front of me. Zayn the starts to shake me even though I am already awake,

“Niall we can’t find Katherine.” Zayn tell me I rub my eyes and yawn.

“What happened?” I ask

“Sorry I wasn’t paying attention.” I say after I yawned. Zayn fists his hair and says

“We fucking can’t find Katherine man!” I jump out of bed and start to pull some clothes out of my closet putting them on.

“Why are you naked?” Harry asks as he walks in on me putting on my boxers.

“Niall we need you to tell us why the fuck Katherine isn’t in the house?” Liam walks in Louis walking in right behind Liam.

“Well we had sex after you left and I fell asleep after we cuddled. Thats all I know.” I say while putting a red shirt over my body.

“Fucking, god damnit! Niall she could be anywhere! I fucking told you to do one thing Niall! And you fucking fall asleep on the job!” Harry yells at me.

“Wait how could she even get out?” Louis asks

“Katherine could have only have gotten out if you had the key to the door in your pants” Liam says and every in the room looks at me. Harry then digs through my pants that were laying on the ground and shouts out

“Niall you are a fucking idiot!” I get up and walk out of my room and into the kitchen when something catches my eyes, a letter.

“Guys, did you even look at this!” I yell from the kitchen the boys then run into the kitchen and crowd around me. Liam then snatches the letter from my hands and starts to read it out loud.

Dear boys,

If you are reading this right now then that means I already escaped. I am hoping on a plane and getting the hell out of London. If you are wondering where I took money from then I should just tell you straight up, that I took it from Harry’s closet. What you guys did/do is horrible. I know that you had other sex slaves and I know what happened to them. To the very first sex slave (Example: Michelle, got ran over.) to the very last sex slave (Example: Latasha, Liam threw her into a T.V). Or what you did to them (Example: Throwing Isabella into a room and her dying of Starvation and Dehydration just because she didn’t listen) or what they looked like, (Example: Marci had green eyes with white skin and dark blue hair). And I just wanted to say that you guys are sick. I won’t tell anyone though. I know I should but, I am not. I have my reasons but to sum it up right next to the letter is 3/5 girlfriends of you boys. Think about what you did, and how you don’t deserve them. That day that I met them I knew that they were too good for you guys. You have cheated on them so much, that it’s all I think about. Ever since you took my v-card I felt disgusted, not only of you but of me. I feel like a slut, sleeping with guys that have girlfriends. But I just wanted to say that in your face, I escaped without anyone’s help and that adios. See you guys in hell.

Fuck you all, Katherine

Liam reads to us. Harry does this little chuckle and says to us.

“Boys, we have a female Caucasian on the lose. I doubt she made it to the airport since it’s about 80 miles away from the house. So grab your jackets boys, we’re going out.”

Notes

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P.S. BREANNA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am at the doctors office thats how I am getting internet. BUT I'LL BACK MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!