Just a Runaway // Niall Horan // Book 1

Don't Do it - Chapter 39

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This is just a little heads up for this chapter. There WILL be very depressing parts in this story. It will get descriptive, and may be graphic. I am NOT influencing anything. Just remember, if you don't want to read it, you don't have to. 

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*Niall's POV*

I walked into the kitchen where all of the other boys were. I've been counting down the minutes since Cole's been gone, and it has been well over her 45 minutes. It was a little after one o'clock now.

"Hey boys, how long has Cole been gone?" I asked them.

They all shrugged.

"She's been gone for an hour and a half!"

"So?" Louis asked. 

"She said she'd be only gone for 45 minutes."

"Oh." He said back.

"I'm sure she's alright." Harry replied. "She probably just got lost or something."

I shook my head. "I'm going to go look for her."

"Now?" Liam asked, getting up from his chair.

"Yes now!" I jogged back out of the kitchen and over to the door. I could hear all the boys get up behind me and follow.

"We'll come with you." Zayn said. 

I started slipping on my shoes, and then they did too. I swung the door open, and felt the cold air rush in. The wind was freezing and fast against my cheeks.

I ran out the door, and opened the gate.

"Mate! Take the car!" Liam shouted after me.

"No! This is easier!" I shouted back.

I only had on jeans and a sweatshirt, so I was already feeling really cold. To think that Cole was out in this weather for the past hour and half gave me a bad feeling in my stomach.

I ran until I got farther into town, and began asking around. I had a picture of Cole and I in my wallet. I took it out and asked if anyone had seen her. No one saw her anywhere. 

My 'bad feeling' in my stomach was now turning into a horrible ache. 

I was in a fast walk now. I was going into any of the bars open, asking them if they've seen her.

No one knew. 

I walked out of the bar, and walked further down the street. I stumbled upon something on the ground. I looked down, and saw it was a shoe.

My eyes grew bigger. I recognized it. It had blue hearts drawn onto the front where there was rubber. This was Cole's shoe. I even remember watching her draw on them. It was when we were waiting in the airport to come back home from D.C. 

I looked directly to my right, and there was an alley.

"Cole?" I shouted. I started to walk down the alley, and I could hear a voice. As I got further down, I realized it sounded more like crying.

"Cole!" I shouted again. I started walking even faster. The sounds that were like crying were definite now.

I could see a figure on the ground against the wall. The sobs were getting louder.

I looked down at the ground, and I could see blood trails leading right to her. 

I got up about 3 feet away, and knelt down to her. She looked right at me.