Strong

Chapter 11

OMG GUYS SO I WAS JUST TRYING TO HAVE A NORMAL RELAXED NIGHT AND THEN THE BOYS DECIDE TO DROP A SINGLE...

YOU CANNOT FREAKIN SLEEP IN THIS FANDOM

ANYHOW... Drag me down is PERF.

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Very few people knew about Devan's death besides his circle of friends in Denver. I had no contacts on my phone except for Gemma, Anne, and the rest of the boys. I realized now how dumb I had been to blow off the last text. The chance had to be small that it was some fan. No one can get ahold of information that easily. This seemed to suspicious. Then again, maybe the boys got pranked like this all the time, they probably wouldn't worry about it.

"Samira. Samiraaaaaaaa. Sam.ir.a. Samira!" Gemma's voice pulled me back into reality.

"Huh?"

"Samira, that's the billionth time that's happened today. You never zone out this much. What's going on?"

"Um nothing." Gemma raised an eyebrow and turned back around to face the microwave.

"You're acting strange. Is it because you're nervous about going to Sweden today?"

"Ummmm yeah I guess so." I shrugged.

"It's no big deal. I'll be fine." Gemma eyed me suspiciously, unconvinced.

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On the ride the the airport I stared out the window, everything in front of me nothing but a blur. I heard the others talking, but not listening to what they were saying. I was busy imagining scenarios of all the situations I could be in and how I would get out of them.

All through security and to the private jet I was taken hostage by my thoughts, driven by fear. What if I ended up like Devan? Would it be over with quickly? What would happen after that?

"Samira, you're so quiet. What's going on?" Louis nudged me playfully. I laughed quietly back, rubbing my arm.

"Nothing Louis. I'm ok I promise." As the seconds dragged on I could only feel my heart pound faster in my chest. It was desperate for some sort of comfort.

"Alright Samira. What's going on? Don't think I haven't noticed. I want the truth now. If you're not ready to go to Sweden you should've said something before rather than driving us crazy with worry!" Harry scolded, folding his arms over his chest stubbornly.

"Harry... It's... It's not that."

"Then what is it?" I took a deep breath.

"Harry, do you guys get prank death threats a lot?" Harry raised his eyebrows an burst out laughing. It was then my turn to glare at him.

"Uhh... Wait you're serious?"

"Um. Yes."

"Well alright then." Harry said, kicking the floor.

"Have you?"

"Obviously not. Its really difficult for our numbers to leak. Why do you ask?" I took another deep breath.

"Harry, about a week after I moved to London I got a text threatening to kill both of us. I ignored it because I think it's just a person messing around but I just received another one this morning." I held the phone up for him to read the text.

"Why didn't you tell me this at first? You could be being tracked for all we know! Samira, this is no small deal." Harry cried. By now all the boys were listening.

"I'm sorry! I didn't want anyone to be worrying about you or me!" Harry instantly sat up and began pacing back and forth around the plane.

"Mate it might be nothing." Zayn reassured him.

"Yeah Zayn does have a point. It could be some idiot messing around." Louis added, shrugging, despite Harry's glare which led to an awkward moment of silence. I stared at the ground, feeling everyone's glance capture my body.

"Samira?" Harry asked quietly.

"Hmm?"

"Who did Devan hang out with?"

"Well, he was gone a lot to Denver. He said he had a good reason but would always shut me down whenever I asked."

"Sounds sketchy." Niall added.

"I dunno. I trust Devan. I don't think his friends would have much to do with this, if anything it's his killer."

"Samira, have you not connected the dots?" Liam said, stifling a laugh.

"Huh?"

"Well, Devan's killer and the text sender are obviously the same person. This person has to be connected to Devan somehow."

"That makes sense but how Harry fits in doesn't."

"Guys, just freaking tell Paul already." Niall said his voice shaking.

"This could be nothing but if this really is serious then we could all be in danger and I'm scared of anyone getting hurt."

"Yeah you wouldn't want Samira getting hurt would you mate." Louis smirked at a now beet red Niall.

"Seriously boys nobody's in the mood right now." Harry growled.

"You idiots can all kid around but I'm going to go wake Paul."

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