No music in this part, but I imagine something like LT's Kill my mind in the studio.  Short chapter:/

"Right, pack a small bag." Niall told me, he didnt ask. "Wait, what?" I was confused.
"No way I'm leaving you here today. When are you scheduled to work?" He started doing up my bed as he talked.

"Not until tomorrow, we're closed on Sundays." I answered. "But I'm fine, I can watch out for myself."

"Carolin, you just had someone right outside your door, nailing a dead bunny to it. Don't tell me you're fine. If you don't want to come with me, then at least call someone else."

I thought about it, maybe Lewis wanted to babysit me. I tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail- I didn't have anybody else I wanted to spend a whole day with. "What about your family?" Niall asked. I shuttered just by the thought. Once upon a time I'd tried to lean on my family when I needed them most, but they rejected me. I just shook my head and left it at that. Niall smirked; "Guess you're with me, love."

The house- or palace, they rented was smack in the middle of downtown. The whole cellar was redesigned as a recording-studio, living-rooms (yes, plural) poolroom, kitchen and a library on the first floor, and bedrooms and a cinema on the second floor. Every bedroom had their own bathroom. "Wow, why do you even leave?» I was amazed, looking at all the splendour. "You get mad otherwise," Niall mused. "Sorry, I have to hurry. I'm late," he apologised and gestured to the stairs going down.
"No worries, go ahead." I didn't want to get in the way for his day.

"I'll just show you where we are in case you need us." He grabbed my backpack and tossed it to the side and took my hand. People were buzzing around all over the place in the studio part. He pointed to a room with a red lamp over the door. "There we do the recording, when it's lit it means we're working. But if you go in the other door you get to the technical room, if you want to see us sing." I made big eyes. "Can I do that?"

"Just no phones, don't want any of this slipping out before it's time." His voice was mockingly serious.

I made a scout's honour sign and smiled big. I knew he wanted my mind off the "situation", and I was appreciating the effort. "I have to hurry, they're waiting." Niall stood a bit awkward in front of the door, unsure what to do. I smiled at him and assured him I would find something to do. He smiled back and when he opened the door, I could hear the others cheering. Niall looked back at me with a funny face and I had to laugh.

I wandered around the open spaces in the house for a bit, without going into the bedrooms. The library was awesome, but none of the books looked like they had ever been touched. What a waste. I was hungry and tried finding the kitchen, but when I found it, it didn't have much in it, I guess they relied on take away. There was coffee, so I helped myself to that before I ventured down to the studio. I knocked lightly on the door and someone gave a short "enter". I snuck in and introduced myself to the two men sitting there. They both nodded, said their names and kept working. A chair stood at the back at the room and I claimed it, pulling my legs up under me- I had an excellent view of the boys. The way they were harmonizing with each other spoke of years of singing together. Their voices had grown since the first time the band was in action, they all sounded better-more secure of their talents. The smiles on their faces told me they had missed it as well. The song they were singing now was an upbeat one, really catchy. Lars, one of the tech-guys silently asked me if I wanted to hear through the headphones and I leapt up. With the music added I could tell this would be a hit, I smiled while listening and Niall spotted me through the window. I gave him a thumbs up and his smile blossomed. "Alright boys, one more and then it's a wrap." Nigel, the other one said. They all nodded and started at the beginning after a countdown. They finished the whole song, and it was amazing, I felt like I was witnessing history being made. After that they came into the booth to have a listen.

Liam spotted me first; "Carolin! Niall told us he had you kidnapped." He gave me a bear-hug and spun me around, I guess someone liked the dance last night. The other guys greeted me with smiles. Niall came over to me and asked me if I was alright,  I nodded, but my mind panicked a bit when I remembered why I was here in the first place. I shot a look at the others and he said in a hushed voice that he'd told them we would talk to them later. "I think the more we are who can keep a look-out, the better." I rolled my eyes at him. "But I don't know what to look out for." I threw my hands in the air. "We'll talk later. What do you think?"

I realised he most likely asked about the song, so I told him my opinion; that it was a future banger of course. He looked pleased and went over to the others. "Nice job, now food." Zayn said. They nearly ran out of the room, and before Niall got to me, Liam grabbed my hand, tugged me along and started talking about the album they were recording. "Pizza?! Harry asked over his shoulder and they all agreed. He asked someone to order a bunch of pizzas to everyone, but the efficient assistant proclaimed it was already on it's way. The people working stayed in the studio-area, just the assistant ordering the pizza came up with us. They were only five, but they made so much noise I was amazed. I shouldn't be surprised, I had seen my share of men shouting, but in a different setting.

Louis looked me over and scrutinized my jeans and t-shirt combo. "I don't know if I like you better in this or nearly naked with your foot in my mouth." He smirked at me. I smiled teasingly back; "You can get my foot in your mouth with me wearing this as well, if you wish."

"No, no," he laughed, "I'll rather remember you the other way."

"I'll tell you how I remember you, Carolin, and that's on your back..." Liam started, but he didn't get to finish the sentence before Niall smacked him in the head. "Pizza's here," he said with a gloomy voice, the doorbell ringing right on cue.

The food did wonders, I was starving. It was already one in the evening, and I hadn't eaten since the day before. After the pizza-boxes were cleared away, they sat down again.

"Tell us about this creep." Harry urged. I looked at Niall, "It isn't much to tell, actually. Yesterday I found a box in my room, with a note attached to it. The box contained pictures of me, at home, work and out and about." "Many pictures" Niall added, "like hundreds."

"It's not allowed to take pictures at the bar, but somehow he's managed to fool the guards. I don't know if it's related, but for the last four months I've been getting roses. Seven red roses every Friday night, delivered at the bar. Never a name or note to it. Niall followed me home last night because the stalker, or whatever, obviously knows where I live. And then this morning..." I didn't know how to proceed. Niall took out his phone, opened it and sent it around. Zayn had to look closer, "Is that what I think it is? Or was?" he said perplexed. Harry didn't say a word, but he looked mad. Liam shook his head while sending it over to Louis. "Fucking hell. Is that a bunny?"

"It was nailed to her door. Inside the stomach there was a polaroid of Carolin and me from the night before." Niall looked at me and grabbed my hand under the table, sensing I needed support. "This is a sicko; you have to go to the police." Harry said. "No, they won't listen to a stripper. And I've tried getting help from the police before, never again." I shook my head. The pizza lay heavy in my stomach. "I've warned the other girls, we'll be on the look-out."

Liam looked at the picture again. "But a guy like this, wouldn't you have noticed him?" I shrugged, "Most of the pictures are taken from some distance, and we get a lot of creepy guys at the bar. It seems like this one has been ok with admiring from a distance. Up until now that is." We discussed it a bit, before the boys had to go back to work. I assured them I would be ok and went to the library. In the silence there, my thoughts came crashing over me. There had been a time in my life where I was completely destroyed by another man. I wouldn't let that happen again, it nearly killed me the last time.