Long Lost Liars

Chapter 3- memories

I woke up the next morning scrambling to find my phone, only to remember I'd dropped it at Zayn's feet. I had a headache so I got a plastic cup from the bathroom and filled it with water. The sign said not to drink it but I was so dehydrated so I didn't pay any attention to the sign. I was damp from the sweat of last night and I felt sticky and disgusting. I locked the bathroom door turned on the shower, took of my pyjamas and stepped into the shower. The water was cold so it woke me up, but I couldn't bare a cold shower so I turned the heat up to the temperature I liked it (not too warm, not too cold) I picked up a little sachet that said shampoo/shower gel so I ripped open the sachet and ran it through my hair. I wasn't convinced with the quality of hotel shampoo so I rummaged through my wash bag to find my trustworthy shampoo and conditioner set and washed my hair thoroughly. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel.

An hour later my mum and I were in the hotel having breakfast. I filled my plate with anything that looked appetising. I'd never been a fan of breakfast as I don't like cereal and I'm not too keen on toast either. At home I would usually have a pitta bread or some pettit filous but of course the hotel didn't have them.

I hadn't thought much about Zayn all morning, I guess he'd just slipped my mind. Afterwards my mum asked me to see the pictures I'd taken. I showed her what was on my camera and then she said

"But didn't you take some videos on your phone?" I panicked, what was I supposed to tell her? I couldn't say that I'd dropped it at Zayn's feet! She'd never believe me! Instead I made up some lame excuse about not wanting to have the sound on when we were in the hotel. She nodded and dismissed the idea so I went on as normal.

(Zayn's P.O.V)

She'd left me her phone but how was I supposed to find her? I didn't realise I had been talking out loud and it was obvious that Harry had an answer to my problem. He snatched her HTC from my grasp and started scrolling through her contacts.

"Harry!" I shouted "You shouldn't do that, it's not yours!" He looked at me sympathetically and shook his head before I could stop him he had put the phone to his ear. Niall wanted to know what was going on so we asked Harry to put it on speaker.

"Hello? Ruby? Are you ok?" a small voice came out of the phone. Harry spoke calmly back to her and said

"Hiya, this isn't Ruby, we've got her phone," We heard the girl say "oh my god" several times in a row. It was clear she recognised Harry's voice. This was going to be difficult.

"Sooo, what's your name love?" Harry said. Niall snatched the phone and told Harry we weren't going to get anywhere if he was too busy flirting.

"I...I'm...Imo...gen" The girl stuttered back.

"Hello Imogen, can you tell us where your friend ,Ruby, is?" Niall asked. All sorts of things were running through my head,were we about to find out where Ruby was?

"Last time I spoke to her she said she'd be coming back home today.'' Imogen replied sounding confused, yet exited.

"Where's home?" I blurted out.

"Erm...Yorkshire where's yours?" She said cheekily. Harry chuckled. I gave him a warning glance.

By the end of the conversation we had written down Ruby's address and home phone number.

I hoped with every ounce of my heart that we'd see her again.

(Harry's P.O.V)

I still didn't fully understand why Zayn was so obsessed with this girl. They were only mates before. Niall seemed to take it a lot more seriously though. I'd have understood better if it was that Imogen girl. I wonder if I'll ever speak to her again.