"We've searched the whole house, everyone's looking for him. I've tried ringing his mobile there's no answer." Aston explained.
"Does anyone know where he went after we played Spin The Bottle?" I glanced frantically between Aston and Marvin as they both shook their heads. "Well what do we do?!" I didn't realize until now but I'd began to raise my voice. Just then Oritsé and Milly came running over to us.
"Everyone's leaving, they said they don't want to be at a party that the host has ditched." said Oritsé, as I began to notice the crowds in the garden walking out the gates, ditching their cups and half eaten pieces of food on the lawn.
"We need to go to the police. Now. Come on, we'll take my car." said Marv, I could hear the worry in his voice.
We got the police station and explained the situation to the front-desk; we were told to sit down and wait for an officer to come speak to us in private.
"This isn't exactly the typical friday night I was expecting." Aston sighed as he fiddled with the ring on his finger, something he only does when he's really nervous. Out of all of us, Aston was probably the closest to JB. When we weren't in a big group, those 2 were always together. They were like brothers.
"It's gonna be okay, Ast." I said as I noticed him start to tear up. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him into my side as he tried to stop the crying. In my head, I kept telling myself over and over that everything was going to be okay. Was I giving myself false hope?
Around 10 minutes had passed and a police officer finally came walking into the reception. "You lot, come with me." he said bluntly, walking away expecting us to follow him, not even checking if we were. He lead us to a small room at the back of the station and locked the door behind us.
"You need to be quick and sharp with your answers. We'll go into detail later." he said, taking a seat infront on the dull-coloured table we were sat behind. "Missing persons full name?"
"Jonathan Benjamin Gill."
"Was his disappearance out of character?"
"Of course."
"Where was he at the time of his dissapearance?"
"His house."
The questions went on... and on... and on...
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Missing - a JLS fanfic
FanfictionIt was a typical Saturday night. Aston, Marvin, JB, Oritsé, Milly and I were typical 17 year olds. And we were typical bestfriends. Then it all went wrong. THIS IS BASED ON THE PLOT OF PRETTY LITTLE LIARS.
