HARRY"Harry, we have to go now!""I can't Lou, I have to find Gemma and my mum.""I'm sorry Haz, but we have to go. I'm sure Paul has them. But We don't have much time. We have to get to safety." I nodded as Louis grabbed my arm and we ran. I had no idea what was happening. One moment we were on stage, performing our last song for the evening, when suddenly people started screaming. Everything turned into instant chaos; they had horrified looks on their faces as they started running and climbing onto the stage. The girls weren't screaming anymore because they finally saw us perform live, but because they were scared. I saw them, especially the little ones, crying as their dads carried them on their shoulders while trying to find a place to save their daughters. I stood stunned for a while, looking at the sudden confusion in front of me. I came back to reality when I felt Louis grab my arm and that's when we started running. My thoughts were confused. I couldn't think straight. The first thing that immediately came to mind was my family. I knew there was a special area in the audience area reserved for our families, but I had forgotten where it was. That meant they were still out there. I closed my eyes and prayed for their safety. My thoughts were mainly with them. They could get hurt from the stampede, for God's sake! "Go, go, go!" I heard Josh's voice behind me as he pushed me forward. I looked at him and could see beads of sweat and the look of panic on his face. He looked back and gave me a faint smile as he placed his hands on my shoulders, urging me to move faster through the overcrowding backstage. Louis released his grip on my arm and then... mid-paper......some. Some were simply infected with the virus from the Schmidt laboratory. Well, I called it Shit Lab. When I got tired of looking at them, I went back to my room and looked for books to read. I ended up picking up Fifty Shades of Grey. Gemma was kind of a fan of this series and I didn't understand why. I secretly took the book and put it on the shelf without her knowing. Well, at least he's not here to annoy me for reading this book. Before I could finish the first chapter, I gasped when I suddenly heard a loud bang in the kitchen downstairs. It wasn't a normal sound so I went to check it out. I grabbed a crowbar that I always placed next to the bed and slowly made my way to the kitchen. The shots didn't stop. It was our back door. Someone or something was pounding him furiously. Holding the crowbar firmly in my hands, I grabbed the handle and opened the door.