Expect the Unexpected (A One Direction & Emblem3 Fan Fiction)

Chapter 19

I know I left most of you dying to know more after that last epic cliffy :P And so here's the rest of it. Hope you like!

Love, Lauren. 

Niall's POV

"We've found her."

Those words echoed in my brain about a million times as I tried to digest the reality of the situation. "But?" I managed, sensing an unspoken 'but' to the sentence.

"We're going into the police station to file statements," Harry replied.

"I want to see her," I said abruptly.

"You'll see her when we get home tonight, Niall, I promise," Harry said. "But right now she's not in any condition to speak. She's not talking."

"What happened?" I asked urgently.

I heard Harry swallow. "Um. Well. I think...I don't even want to talk about it, Niall," he said quietly.

"Why?" I asked. "What happened?"

"Give me the phone," Skylar said finally.

"Hello?" I asked. 

"Niall." Her voice was hollow. Empty. 

"What happened?" I whispered.

"He took me, Ni, Ryan took me. And tortured me."

Anger and fury filled me. "That--"

"Niall." I stopped short. 

"I'm sorry," I sighed. "Continue."

"And when Harry and Louis came to rescue me, the police came into the room. Harry tackled him to the ground. Louis pulled me to safety. And then...Ryan pulled out his gun."

"And?" I asked nervously.

"He pointed it at me." Skylar's voice shook. "I thought...I thought I was going to die, Niall."

"Shh," I whispered. "You don't have to tell me if you're not comfortable with it."

"He clicked the gun so that the bullet fell into the chamber," Skylar continued. "And...he squeezed the trigger."

I gasped. "And who did it hit?"

"No one," Skylar said, her voice shaking. "Harry lunged at him at the last minute. Knocked him to the ground. The bullet fired wide. And straight into the torture chair he used to hurt me. While he was struggling with Harry on the ground, the police grabbed Ryan, but the chair exploded and the house set on fire."

"You're safe though, right?" I asked worriedly.

"We escaped with minor burns. Louis and I got the worst of it, as we were standing right next to the chair."

"Where are you headed to?" I asked.

"The police station. We just got back from the hospital."

"How long ago did this happen?" I asked.

"We got out of the house around 5 o'clock," Skylar said.

"God, Skylar, just tell him already!" someone raged on the other side of the phone.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"Niall..." Skylar said. I could hear her swallow. "Not everyone made it out of the house."

"What?" all the feeling left me. "Who?"

"He...I don't know. I guess he just decided he didn't want to face the wrath of jail, or his boss. So he...didn't leave the house."

Shit. Ryan was gone.

A part of me wanted to feel happy. That bastard had tortured my girlfriend, my best friend, the girl I loved. 

But I couldn't be happy. He and I had gone to school together. We weren't best friends, but we were close. And now he was gone.

I was sort of experiencing mixed feelings.

"Niall?" Skylar asked. "Are you there?"  

"I'm here," I said softly.

"I'm feeling the same way. The idiot nearly killed me. But I still feel bad because...well...the guy died." Skylar admitted.

"Yeah, I hear you. Listen, I'm just glad you're all right. I was going sick with worry."

"No problem," she said. "I'm gonna give the phone back to Harry."

"Harry?" I asked as Skylar handed the phone off.

"Yeah?" he asked.

I swallowed. "Thank you."

"For what?" Harry asked.

"For crashing into Ryan. For causing the shot to fly wide. You saved her," I said. "So thank you."

"I couldn't just very well let her get hit like that," Harry said, shaking his head. "But it was kind of a desperation thing. I'll take the credit, though. You're welcome. I've got to go now. We'll be back soon. Let the others know what happened."

The call ended, and I brought the phone from my ear. I ended the call.

"Niall? What happened?" Liam demanded.

I sat down. "Get everyone into the room. I don't want to say this more than once."

Skylar's POV

I took the phone from Harry and just stared at the backseat.

"Skylar?" Harry asked, squeezing my hand.

"If you hadn't bumped into Ryan...I would be dead," I said hollowly.

Harry squeezed my hand again. "You can't think like that, Skylar. What happened happened."

"I just wish I could go back in time," I sighed. "And that this never happened."

Harry and Louis gave me a comforting hug. 

"Thank you," I said swallowing. "For saving me. Both of you."

"You're welcome," Louis said, hugging me. "We've been searching for days."

"What's the date?" I asked.

"June..." Louis glanced at his phone. "June 30th."

"Holy crap I was there for like three weeks," I said, shuddering.

"We're here," the driver said, and the three of us got out.

It was time for the interrogation to begin.

Crap. I hated this chapter. But I figured y'all needed an explanation, and this was the best I could do. I honestly had no idea what to write for this chapter. So I don't blame you for hating me.

Hopefully Chapter 20 will be better.

Love, Lauren,