Ready To Run | H.S.

•Siete•

Harry walks up to Niall's small yellow house and knocks on the door three times. Niall answers almost immediately with a shocked look.

"You guys can't be here." Niall mumbles, still on the crack of the door.

I furrow my eyebrows as Harry speaks. "What are you talking about, lad?"

"The cops!" Niall says, opening the door a bit more. "They just interviewed me like an hour ago! They had a warrant and everything! Do you know how hard it is to get one of those?"

"Niall, listen, we need your help." Harry pleads. "We need a car or something."

"I can't give you mine, I'm sorry, Harry." No I'll immediately says. "They'll throw all of us in prison right away!"

"Them what are we suppose to do, then?" Harry asks, throwing his hands in the air.

Niall sighs and glances around before leaning close to us. "Okay, listen. There's this guy down the street. He will sell you used cars for a bargain. He runs a motel too. Nobody stays in it, though."

Harry nods, pulling Niall in for a hug. "Thank you, so much, Niall."

As we are walking down the street, I realize something. I've grown fond of Harry and whether we are together or not, or just friends, I still want us to be friends after all of this is over. No matter what happens.

He may get annoying sometimes, but he's funny and I like him. I've never had someone around like him and he just makes me forget about my worries. In four weeks, I'll be 18 and Harry will be pretty much free to do whatever he wants. And I can only hope that he chooses to stay with me and to not leave.

We soon arrive at the small motel and I walk through the doors with harry.r

A guy from the counter pops up and I can't help but notice at how much facial hair he has. It's all grey and he has a baseball cap on. I look down to his grin and he has no teeth

This man just gives me the shivers.

"May I help you?" The man bellows out, raising an eyebrow at us as he wipes his hands on his shirt.

"Yes, um.."Harry stutters. "We are here to look at your cars. Niall Horan recommended you-"

"Ah, Niall." He smiles. "I remember that last. Sweet boy, he was." He pulls out a book from under his desk and sets it on the table. "You're interested in a car, yeah."

Harry nods and the man, whose name tag says Dan, starts flipping through the pages, stopping on one that says 'cars'.

Harry scans through the pictures and stops at an RV, then looks back up to the guy.

"How much?" Harry asks, turning the booklet so the man can see.

"Hmm.." He thinks. "For the RV? About $2,000."

Harry's eyes go wide. "Really? Is there anything wrong with it?"

The man shakes his head. "Nope. I just want to get rid of it because it's taking up a lot of space in the back."

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"Harry, turn this up!" I call from the back of the RV and he does.

"A 17 year old girl has went missing. She has been in the hospital for amnesia and the doctors say that it is extremely dangerous for her to be out and about without a proper diagnosis. She left the hospital while they were in the middle of treating her. Ladies and Gentlemen, please be on the lookout for these two young kids."

Harry switches the radio off and I don't bother say anything since we both are thinking the same thing. They know exactly who we are. It shouldn't be long before they find us now.