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"Make peace,
With your broken pieces"

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It's been a few days since harry hugged me. I still don't know why he did. I asked him what he was doing but he didn't reply. He just sighed and closed his eyes. I went back to my hotel room after that.

"Alright people let's go! We need to be in Chicago by 9 tonight so let's move it!" Dave's voice breaks me out of my thoughts.

"Ew I hate Chicago" I hear Iris complain from next to me.

"What why?" I say back with a giggle.

"Met my ex there"

"That's the reason you don't like Chicago?" I say back trying to hold in my laughs.

"Yes"

***

"Alright folks were here!" I hear Dave's voice from outside my bunk.

I slept most of the way here. However I keep having this dream about the boys.. it's really odd and I don't know what it means. Maybe I should ask someone about it?

"Niall i swear to god if you forgot the fucking guns again-" Harry begins at Niall before he's cut off.

"Both of you shut up. I have a spare if Niall forgot" Liams voice echoes though the car. Niall and Harry both just groan in response.

"Where are we going anyway" Harry begins again.

"Jundoon" Liam says bluntly.

Last nights dream replays thought my head as I make my way into the new hotel room in Chicago. There's a concert tonight at 11 but I don't feel like going. I figure I will just stay in and have an early night, maybe go for a walk?

Knock

Knock

"Who is it" I ask as I hear knocks on my door. It's 10 at night, most of the crew and everyone is already at the venue for tonight.

Knock

"I said who is it" I groan as I throw my legs off my bed and make my way over to the door.

Knock

Alright that's is. I pull the door open with so much force it hangs against the back wall behind it. I look out of my door, to and empty hallway. I just blink a few times and let out a sigh and close my door again. I turn around to head back to my bed but suddenly and damp cloth is shoved over my face covering my nose and mouth.

I try to move but the chemicals going though my system have completely rid me of energy. I feel my head become heavy followed my my eyes. I give up fighting as everything becomes black.

***

Gasp.

I begins breathing heavily as if there's no air in the room. I wriggle around to realise I'm tied up. I open my eyes expecting to see something but it's black. Everything is black. I continue wriggling around to try and get out of the chair I'm tied to but it's no use.

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