November 9th, 2016
"Zayn?"
The whole house was shattered. Curtains were ripped, manuscript paper scattered across the room, glass broken. The sight was unpleasant and Perrie didn't like one bit of it.
"Zayn?"
No answer. Trying her best not to freak out, Perrie walked through the house, looking for any signs of her husband.
"Zayn, honey, are you home?" she called out again. Still, no answer. As Perrie walked into the room she had shared with Zayn, she gasped at the sight of it. The room itself was worse than the rest of the house. It had looked like someone was being kidnapped and they had fought back, failing in the end. There was blood splattered on the floor, the walls and the bed and feathers from the pillows were everywhere, some red from the blood.
Perrie walked around the room, tears threatening to fall from her eyes as she covered her mouth to mute her choked sobs. She walked to the bedside table and as her mascara stained her cheeks, she noticed a piece of paper, folded up and laid under the framed photograph of Perrie and Zayn at their wedding.
Curious of the reason of the paper doing there, Perrie carefully pulled it out from under the photograph and saw a series of dots and dashes messily drawn on the top of the folded paper. Zayn had been strangely interested in Morse code lately so Perrie knew exactly what it was. The only problem was that she only knew two words in Morse code; her name and SOS. And on the front of the folded paper, in scribbled dots and dashes, Perrie saw her own name. Without hesitation, Perrie whipped her cellphone out of her pocket and called a familiar number.
"Hello?" answered a voice groggily after a few rings.
"Saf, I need your help. Call the rest of the girls as well."
"What? Why all of a sudden?"
"I think something happened to the boys."
Jade nervously stared around the living room in Saffron's house. She never was really fond of Saffron but Perrie had insisted that it was a very important meeting indeed and Jade being the ex girlfriend of one of the One Direction boys would be helpful. Of course, Jade didn't hate Saffron, as the young Australian blonde was a very sweet girl, but Jade had the strange feeling that Saffron was only being nice to her simply because of Perrie and that if Jade was stuck in a room with only the bubbly girl, she would be attacked for breaking poor Harry's heart. Not that Jade didn't deserve to be attacked because she really did, but because Saffron seemed like the type of girl who would give her insults in a sweet, innocent way. And the thought of being insulted nicely by Saffron was something that terrified Jade.
As Saffron walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray with five cups of tea and biscuits, Perrie cleared her throat, making the rest of the girls in the room turn their heads towards her. Saffron laid down the tray before sitting down quietly and turning to Perrie. Perrie opened her mouth to say something but closed it again before she started bursting into tears. Jade, being the best friend she was, instantly hugged the poor girl and stroked her back, trying to comfort her as much as she could as the rest of the girls gave Perrie worried looks. She then noticed a note in Perrie's hand and before Perrie's crying could ruin it, Jade carefully pulled it out and stared at it. On the front of the folded piece of paper were scribbly drawings of dots and dashes. Morse code.
