Happens Naturally

Chapter 39

Sarah's POV)

" ( Oh-ah-oh)

Diana

( oh-ah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Diana, Baby you'd me saving mine." The boys sang the last lyric and did a group bow.

We all waved goodbye to the crowd, then ran backstage as the lights turned off. I smiled and walked with the boys to the dressing room, when I was suddenly pulled back. I turned around the see Jane looking at me worriedly.

" Are you ok-"

" Are you mad that I kissed Harry?" Jane said, cutting me off.

I stared at her before sighing.

" I'm not mad at you. I just got worried because, I don't want you to get hurt again. You suffered a lot from what he did and I just want you to be careful. But seeing you dancing with Harry, kind of made me happy because the entire time you gave him a real smile." I said, giving her a hug.

Jane sighed in relief and we pulled apart. We walked back to the dressing room and grabbed our bags from the dressing room, then began walking to the car.

" That actually was a good concert. I enjoyed it." I said, as we began driving, fans running after the car.

I watched as Harry smiled at Jane, and slowly leaned in.

" PG! Keep it PG in here!" Louis yelled, causing us all to laugh.

We all continued to chat along the ride, when something caught my eye. I turned my head to see smoke coming from the tour bus park.

" Uh... guys?" I said nervously.

Everyone looked out the window when suddenly the van stopped, due to no room to drive because of the fire trucks, and police cars. I didn't bother to wait, and opened the door getting out of the van. Everyone followed me as we began to run towards the smoke, when we suddenly saw Paul talking to a police office.

" Paul!" Liam yelled, causing Paul to look over.

We all ran up to him.

" What happened here? Where is Miley?" Zayn asked.

Paul had tears running down his face and I froze.

No..

No..

I ran past Paul, ignoring the calls from Louis and the boys. I ran all the way to where our tour bus was, the smoke coming closer as I got closer. I ran past police officers, and fire fighters till I finally got to where our tour bus was. I froze, seeing the sight in front of me.

What was called "our bus" was now tipped on it's side, a car wedged half way in it, everything in flames.

Miley..

" No! No! Miley!" I screamed, running towards the flaming bus.

I was suddenly pulled back by a pair of arms and I began hitting and pushing, trying to get free to get to Miley.

" Sarah! Sarah, stop love. Stop, it's me Louis." Louis said calmly, but I didn't care.

I didn't want to stay in his arms. I wanted Miley in mine. I wanted to have her smile at me just one more time and tell me everything was going to be okay.

" Let me go! Miley! She is in there!" I screamed, trying to push Louis away, tears streaming down my face.

I heard another wail behind me, knowing it was Jane. Suddenly, I saw something at the corner of the bus. I focused on it, then realized what that small thing was. I dropped to my knee's, frozen, feeling absolutely no feeling anymore in my body.

At the corner of the bus.

Was Miley's limp body.

( 2 Hours Later)

" Miss? We really need you to answer." The detective said, looking at me.

It had been two hours since we found the bus on fire. The police had brought us all in to question us about Miley. If she had been suicidal, if someone had threatened us, if we knew anyone who was upset or angry at Miley. We all had been pulled in the room separately.

And everyone had a different reaction to it. Louis, Harry, and Liam had been crying but tried not to in front of everyone else. Zayn had been absolutely angry, wanting to know who did this and why. Jane was in hysterical shock. She would laugh or scream at anyone who came close to her. Niall couldn't even speak he was crying so hard. As for me, I hadn't said a word. I just stare at my hands, my mouth glued shut. This was the second time the officers brought me in, because they are starting to get worried that something is wrong. Normally people say one word, or at least show emotion on their faces. My face was blank of emotion, and I hadn't talked or looked at anyone.

" Miss? Did Miley ever talk about being depressed? Or ever say anything about someone threatening her?" The detective asked.

I wanted to so badly scream, or tell them that Miley was the happiest person I knew, but I couldn't seem to even open my mouth. The detective sighed and slowly got up from her seat and left the room. Leaving me alone, in my thoughts. Suddenly the door opened again, but I didn't bother to look up. It wasn't Miley, so why would I care who it was? The person walked towards me, and kneeled down next to me.

" Sarah? It's Louis." Louis said softly.

I still didn't look at him, which only made him sigh.

" Sarah, we really need you to at least say something. Anything, please." Louis cried, his voice cracking at the end.

No matter how much I just wanted to pull myself in his arms, I felt like all my energy was drained out of me. Suddenly Louis got up.

" We're going to a hotel for now. Come on." Louis said, grabbing my hand.

I slowly got up and began walking towards the door, when suddenly I felt like the world around me was spinning. I lost my footing and fell to the floor, blacking out instantly.