Fate

Chapter Nine- Brent and Patrick

So from now on, flashbacks will be in italics, because i remember last time, some of my friends that read the earlier chapters said that the flashback was confusing so... yeah....

*awkward pause*

xxSafiyaxx

Niall's POV

The next day I woke up on the couch. I rolled over, falling off the couch and landed on the floor with a loud thud. I groaned, sitting up and running my hands through my unruly blond hair. I stood up and walked towards the kitchen, opening the fridge and once again, finding nothing. I sighed, sitting at the table and put on my head on the table, closing my eyes for just 5 more minutes....... I heard a creak from a door opening and the squeak of the floorboards as someone was walking towards me.

"Morning Niall." Allyson yawned, rubbing her eyes. She took a seat next

to me, tucking a strand

of her light brown hair behind her ears.

"Morning," I greeted back, "there's a rescue team coming for us today, we can take you if you'd like."

"I'd like that." Allyson answered. She grinned, showing off her two rows of perfect white teeth. I doubled over, so my chin was on the table, and groaned.

"What's wrong?" She asked, sounding concerned. My stomach growled.

"I'm hungry!" I answered, sending her into hysterics. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, and I chuckled softly with her.

"What're you two love birds up too?" Louis asked, calming down his tufts of light brown hair, sticking up at different angles. I rolled my eyes, hitting him. He smirked and sat down, rubbing the back of his neck, when there were 6 hard raps on the door,

"Boys! It's Paul! Open the door!" someone called from outside. Louis's eyes widened, and scurried to the door, knocking over the chair next to me. I chuckled, and turned towards Allyson who had been quiet for awhile, only to be greeted with the chair that Louis knocked over, the one that she was sitting on, and the sound of a door closing shut. Just then, Paul came into the kitchen. He looked like he had'nt slept for days, you could see the dark circles under his eyes. He smiled, and I stood up to embrace him.

"I thought you'd throw a party if we went missing." I joked, cracking him up.

"Then where would I be? Do you realize how uninteresting my life would be?" I grinned, and broke the hug, walking to the couch and shoving Liam. A loud thud sounded as he dropped to the floor.

"Good morning to you to." He muttered rubbing his back. I chuckled, and sat back down at the table, while Liam and Paul embraced. I would leave Zayn until I could get my hands on a bucket, and cold water. I took the time to think about Allyson. Was she nervous? What if she didn't want to leave? I was so lost in my thoughts, that I hadn't even noticed a full team of men come in with a black duffel bag, probably filled with our clothes and toothbrushes. I smiled, they probably brought food too.

Allyson's POV

I guess you can say that I was nervous. I had never met this Paul, and I didn't know what to expect of him. Whether I could trust him or not. I didn't know whether I could trust the other guys or not. Thats why I haven't told them about the scrapbook I had found. I guess I could't trust anyone yet. I sat down on the bed, and flipped through the scrapbook again. It was the only thing that tied me to my past, thought it hadn't triggered any memories, like I had when I saw the guns. I sighed, and flopped onto the bed, when my head started throbbing. I rubbed my temples, and closed my eyes. A small nap would be good before we go.

"I'm gonna miss you Allyson." the boy whispered in my ear. I smiled and wiped a tear away from my eyes.

"I'm going to miss you too Brent." I answered back, snuggling deeper into his arms. We were on the hill, that overlooked the huge forest surrounding our town, where we could watch the sunset.