Fear

Ch.18

I woke up stirring around the bed, adjusting to the light. I sat up and got out of bed. I realized I was still in the same clothes so I went to the closet and looked inside. Suprisingly there wasn't anything there. I opened the door into the hallway. Everything was quiet. They're probably still sleeping. I quietly walked across to Harry's room and opened the door. All I found was an un-done bed and clothes on the floor. I walked inside and sat on the edge of his bed. It seemed so empty. No color, no pictures. I stood up and went to his drawers and opened the first one. It was full of his socks and boxers. I smile appeared on my face, then I opened the second one. It was full of messily folded t-shirts. I grabbed a black one from Ramones then went searching for some shorts. I opened the droor at the bottom and pulled out a pair of grey sweatpants. As I pulled the sweatpants out, a paper fell to the floor. I bent down and picked it up. It was a picture of a man with a baby in his arms. I was trying to find out who it was but it was old and blurry. I put it back in the drawer then walked back to my room. As I was walking to my bed I noticed a sticky note on the wall.

'Went to rehearsals. Be back in about 3 hours. Niall'

I dropped Harry's clothes and ran to the hallway, down the stairs. I walked around the house trying to find a phone. I searched for what seemed hours until I found one in the corner of the kitchen. I quickly ran to it and grabbed it. I dialed dad's number hoping he'd pick up.

"I'm sorry, this phone line no longer has service"

I sighed and put the phone back. I walked around trying to find a way out but everything was locked. The back door was the only one open. I ran out trying to escape, but there was no way. All I could see were trees. No roads or anything. I didn't know how far in the forest I was. I walked back into the house and locked the door. I walked up to my room shutting the door behind me. I changed into Harry's clothes then layed in bed. I needed to talk to Dad or one of my friends atleast. I was trapped in the middle of the forest with One Direction, with no contact with anyone at all. I walked out of my room and downstairs to the kitchen. I had to keep my mind distracted off of everything for a while. I made myself some tea then walked into the living room. I sat on the couch and turned on the t.v. I switched through chanels, not finding anything interesting. Soon, I put the control on the coffee table and stood up. I washed my cup and walked around the house. It was huge, anyone who hasn't been here could get lost. I walked into what seemed a room of entertainment. There was a pool table, ping-pong, a plasma, bean bags. My eyes landed in a small door placed on the corner of the room. I walked over and opened it. A loud gasp escaped my lips as I saw inside. It may have a small door but the room was enormous. It was a music room. Theres was five microphone stands in the middle, a drum set, big speakers, a piano, and many guitars. I picked up one of the guitars and walked over to the mic in the middle and started playing Little Things.

"Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me,

but bear this in

mind it was meant to be.

And im joining up the dots with

the freckles on your cheeks,

and it all makes sense to me.

I know you've never loved,

The crinkles by your eyes,

You've never loved,

Your stomach.....or your thighs"

I looked down a small tear escaping the corner of my eye.

"Maria?"

My head shot up looking at Louis.

"Oh, uhm sorry Louis. I was just bored an-"

He let out a small chuckle and walked over to me.

"You don't have to be sorry love."

I stood up and put the guitar where I found it and turned.

"We noticed you tried to call someone"