Chapter Four

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*Sarah's POV*

Nash walks away and goes onto the stage and I slowly allow a smile to form on my face.

It's too dangerous Sarah. Stop. It isn't real. Wake up.

My conscious tells me sternly.

It's too good to be true. You need to snap out of it. You're going to get hurt. Again.

I begin to agree that this is all a dream and shake my head until Izzy comes full on force to me catching me off guard.

"Hi!" She chirps happily and I smile. I lean down to come to eye level.

"I missed you Izzy." She blushes and looks down making weird movements with her feet. "So what're you doing here?" Izzy looks up upset and her shoulders slouch forward.

"Mommy and daddy told me to wait in this room until they come back-" She sighs and rocks back and forth on her feet, "I don't know where they went. It's been a while though... Maybe their lost?" She knows that she's just hoping that they are.

"Hey, Izzy... Would you like to stay with me while we wait for them?" I stand up and look down at her and she hugs my legs firmly.

"Can I stay with you forever?" She asks me hopefully.

Oh Izzy... What goes on with your family?

"I wish you could Izzy. I really do. But you can stay with me until they get back. And maybe they'll let you stay the day. How does that sound to you?"

"I like that... So what are you doing back here?" She asks quizzically and I hold my breath for a moment and release it.

"Nash invited me." Is the easiest way to explain it without telling her I stayed with Nash last night. "Now how did you get back here?" Izzy looked down and blushed letting go of my legs. "Izzy?" I sit back down and she looks up. I sigh heavily and pat my lap. She tries her best to get up on her own and after her struggling for a bit I laugh and help her up. She wraps her small arms around my neck and nuzzles her head into the crook of my neck.

"I told the security guy that you were my sister." She says quietly and after a few minutes she was asleep. Her breathing steady, and movements every now and then. Izzy grabbed part of my hair and I feel a small tug when she readjusts her body on mine. I wrap my arms around Izzy and hold her close to me.

Why would anyone leave her alone in a room with people she doesn't know? I mean at least she has me here. But what if I wasn't here? Where would she be right now?

I close my eyes and sigh, resting my head on Izzy's.

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"Shut up Carter, oh my god. Be quiet, their sleeping." I hear the familiar voice of Cameron.

"Who's sleeping?" I ask while yawning.

"Well you were. Until Carter here decided to be the loud ass he usually is." I smile at Cameron's remark and open my eyes to the bright florescent lights of the room.

"It's too bright. Turn them off." I close my eyes and yawn once more causing a chain of yawns around the room.

"Sarah, the event is over." I shake my head and Izzy moves, tugging my hair again.

"Izzy, you're pulling my hair." I shake her gently and she tugs my hair again. I sigh not wanting to open my eyes but do so anyways to take Izzy's right arm off of my neck. Her fingers wrap around my thumb like a baby does with someone's pinky. "Izzy, come on. Izzy sweetheart, wake up." I move her so her legs were by my sides and I stand up holding her tightly like I did yesterday. I walk around the room that has been cleared of tables and signs and the stage itself. I walk at a steady pace, pausing every few steps and step to the left then back to the right like a ballroom dance. I close my eyes and continue to do this in the center of the room for minutes until I feel like people were staring at me. I open my eyes and see all the boys standing in a line watching me intently. I stop moving and look at the line, searching for the bright blue eyes that make me feel secure. But I can't find them and I feel an overwhelming feeling of anxiety wash over me. My heartbeat begins to speed up and I try my best to calmly start walking around again. I turn around and close my eyes again and my heartbeat slows down just a bit. "Please wake up Izzy." I whisper lightly. I freeze as I feel arms wrap around my waist and a chin rests on my open shoulder that isn't covered by Izzy's long hair.

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