Blood Love [COMPLETE One Directon Fan Fiction

Blood Love: C 8

Author's NOTE:

Again Abbigale555 helped me with this chapter.

I would be deleting this story if it wasn't for her:)

I owe these chapters to her.

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Zayn's POV:

When I woke up I shifted over to the side, thinking Rita would be there. But I was not comforted by the warmth of a body, but the cold sheets of the bed.

I sat up and walked through the hall to the kitchen for a glass of water.

If I ever wake up morning or evening, always need water to rid my mouth of the horrible taste that occurs in it during the night.

I fill the glass with water and sit on a chair in the living room. Suddenly, a shadow is cast through the window in the shape of a person.

I stand up and see two black figures talking on the back porch.

The one with a hood on pushes the second up against the wall and the body hits the wall with a thud.

The moon lights the second figures face and I gasp as my eyes land on Rita standing out side with a face full of fright.

Before I could do anything she was pushed to the ground and passed out quickly.

I rushed to the door but it was locked, not just locked but from the outside.

I struggled with it for a few minuets before looking out the window to see the two figures, one shoot through the woods behind our house and disappear into the blackened trees.

"Rita!" I shout and soft tears run down my cheeks.

I rush up stairs and call everyone until the boys come out of their rooms.

"What are you doing? It's four o'clock in the morning Zayn. Why are you awake?" Louis asks rubbing his eyes.

All tiredness was swept out of my body when Rita was taken, how can he be sleepy when she's gone?

"Zayn, you look like you've seen a ghost." Liam says as he walks over to me. He places a hand on my shoulder and I turn to all of them.

"I feel like I've seen a ghost. Although I'm pretty sure I've seen worse." I say and their eyes widen.

"W-what do you mean?" Niall asks his eyes wide and mouth open slightly.

His hair going in all directions from sleeping.

"Rita. She's....she's.." I couldn't finish a sentence. The visions of Rita being taken are flashing in my mind and I fall into the ground with tears streaming down my face.

What could happen to her?

Why was the door locked?

Why couldn't I save her?

"Mate, what's wrong? Where's Rita?" Liam asks as he bends down next to me. He sits me up and I wrap my arms around my knees and sob.

"S-someone t-took her." I mumble through the consistent tears.

"What?" Harry asks, they probably couldn't hear me. I look up at him and he looks sleepy and worried.

"She's g-gone. Someone t-took her!" I shout and everyone gasps. Liam lets go of me for a few minuets and I crumble to the floor, my head hitting the carpet.

"Who would take her?" Louis says sounding desperate.

"How did they find us?" Niall asks, he sounds really frightened.

"No one knows we are here, except Uncle Si." Liam states, he runs his hand through his tousled hair and walks to the kitchen.

"What can we do? I need to get Rita back! I need her, and she needs me. We need to find her!" I cry out, everyone scatters.

I run into my room to get dressed, who can take a shower when their loved one is probably suffering.

The thought of Rita being in pain shot me in the chest like an arrow.

We all rushed to the back door, ready to bus it open when the phone rang.

Who the heck would call at six in the morning?

I walk over and pick up the home phone, the caller ID is labeled as UNKNOWN, so I shrug and pick it up.

"Hello?" I say, I feel the phone shaking against my ear. I hadn't even realized I was shaking this whole time.

"Hello Zayn, lovely to hear you." A sickly sweet, too familiar voice rings in my ears from the other side of the phone.

"Perrie." I whisper.

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DUN DUN DUN!

Is it Perrie?

Or is it someone else?

Well....you'll just have to see;)