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Laundry.

LYN'S POV

Liam and I both got out of the car when we saw Louis helping Claire to the car. Earlier, I heard a gunshot but Liam prevented me from running over to the sound, he said it was just Louis.

Claire looked shaken up, like the time she was forced to shoot someone. I looked closer and saw a large scratch on her neck, it looked pretty bad.

"What happened!" Liam asked while helping Louis get Claire into the car.

Louis pursed his lips before speaking, "Someone tried to rape her." He said quietly before buckling Claire up in her seat. Louis looked over at me, "Watch Claire while Liam and I take care of the body."

I nodded and sat next to her. Liam took the car keys with him and they both ran back to the dark alley. Claire was staring at nothing, she was scarcely quiet. The last thing Claire was, was quiet, so I guess I should try talking to her.

"Claire, I know you're not okay. But on a scale from one to ten, how okay are you?"

Claire looked at me, "I'm not as bad as I look. I-I'm just tired."

"I can ask Liam if we can stay at a motel or something." I suggested, I was also tired and I was done with driving for the day.

Claire nodded and managed to give me a weak smile. Something else seemed to be bothering her, but I know ta been a long day for everyone so I didn't want to push.

We waited about ten more minutes in silence, and Liam and Louis finally came back. Both of them had dirt on their knees and faces, but of course it didn't bother them.

"Lyn, I'll sit with Claire." Louis told me.

I looked at Claire and gave her a playful wink, before crawling into the front seat. In the review mirror, I watched as Louis sat next to Claire, and buckled his seatbelt. It was completely obvious he cared about her, but he was too stubborn to admit it.

Claire looked like she was having a hard time keeping her eyes opened. We've only been driving for a minute and she was already drifting off.

"Liam, where are we going now?" I asked him quietly.

He glanced over at me and then focused his eyes on the road. "Well we're going to drive for another hour then we'll find a motel somewhere. We'll be back on the road before noon tomorrow."

I nodded and glanced back at Claire and Louis and nearly screeched when I saw both of them asleep. Claire was resting her head on his shoulder, and he was resting his head on her hers.

I tapped Liam's shoulder and flicked my head toward the back seat. He looked in the review mirror and grinned, "Way to go, Louis." He mumbled.

"Yeah two rooms please." I told the manager at the front desk.

She nodded and typed in the computer then gave us the room keys. "Pay me when you check out."

I nodded and walked back out to the car where Liam was waiting in the car. I tossed him one of the room keys and walked to the back seat, I had to wake the two lovebirds up.

I opened the door and poked Louis cheek a few times before he slapped my hand away. "What the fuck?"

"Wakey wakey." I smiled, "Here's your room key. Do you need help bringing Claire up to your room?"

"Could you just open the door for me? I've got everything else." He said while getting out of the car and unbuckling
Claire's seatbelt.

I almost wanted to tease him about him helping Claire, but I didn't since it was 2 in the morning. I nodded and walked over to room 23, and unlocked the door and opened it. Louis was right behind me, carrying Claire.

He walked over to the bed and set her down, and took a deep breath. He walked over to me and gave me a stern nod, and took the keys out the door knob.

"Goodnight, Louis." I said before walking back to my room.

LOUIS' POV

After my long shower I put on a clean pair of boxers and dried my hair. Claire was still passed out on the bed, it was seven in the morning. We should be leaving around noon, and since I was awake I felt like being productive.

I left the room, and locked the door behind me. I walked down the car and grabbed everyone's clothes, then walked to the laundry room that they had here. Since we checked in, it was free so I didn't have to pay.

I threw in everyone's clothes, they can just pick out what's theirs after they're done drying. I put everything in, laundry detergent and that crap. Then they were washing.

Since it would take an hour to wash, I walked back to my room and opened the door. Claire was no longer on the bed, I heard the shower running. Shit. She doesn't have any clean clothes.

I shrugged and jumped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. She was going to ask me to go down the car and get her clothes, then I was going to tell her that everything is washing, and then what?

The shower turned off, and I heard the curtain open. Any second now, I'm fucked because I was trying to do something nice for once and it comes back to bite me in the ass.

There was a knock on our room door. I looked through the peephole and saw Liam, I opened the door and laughed when he was only wearing a towel.

"Where the fuck are my clothes, Tomlinson?" He growled.

"They're washing because they were dirty and I'm a great person." I shrugged and shut the door.

"Great, thanks!" Liam called from the other side and walked off.

"Wait, so there's no clothes for me to change into?" Claire asked.

I turned and saw her with a towel wrapped around her. It was teasing to me, the towel was short so it just barley covered. I tried my best not to stare, "Uh not now. I didn't know that everyone was going to shower now."

I kept my eyes on the floor even though I wanted to stare. Claire just sighed, "How long until the clothes are ready?"

"An hour and a half I think." I kept my eyes on the floor as I walked over to the bed and sat down, my back facing her.

I felt the bed dip behind me, Claire sighed, "Okay. Well thanks for washing my clothes."

I nodded and didn't say anything. Well this was awkward.

After I get yelled at by Lyn and Liam, we finally were able to get on the road. I was driving and Claire was next to me, Lyn and Liam in the back.

Honestly, I had no idea where we were going next. Liam and I had no plan about where to go anymore, it was just drive and hide. Hope for the best I guess you could say.

"So where are we going?" Lyn asked. Lyn shut the fuck up.

I sighed, "We're going to, uh, Chicago." I had a friend in Chicago, he was rich and could let us stay at his mansion for awhile.