Dont Let Me Play Alone •*•On Hold•*•

Chapter 1: Remembering them..

*Chapter 1*

(Niall Horan)

"Have you seen my sisters?.... Have you seen these girls?....."Please, have you seen these girls. Please they're my sisters." Wandering around I pass out flyers, I've been out here since 5'o'clock this morning. My feet are screaming and my back is aching. I don't know what to do anymore, it's almost hopeless. I might never be able to find Jessie and Isobel.

Sitting down on a bench, I hold my head in my hands. My sisters has been missing for almost three weeks now, it's hard to do anything else. I continue to worry about them and no one else is really even trying to find them, and that's just driving me insane. My sisters are missing and there isn't much to do anymore, the authorities found a dead end and there's nothing else we can do. Maybe I should just give up like everyone else has? There's nothing to do anymore and I can't keep going sleep deprived.

Which is true, ever since their disappearance I haven't been able to get a wink of sleep. They mean so much to me and are basically my baby sisters, I can't just forget about them. It might be the only choice though... Standing up I look down at the last flyer I had, with the most recent picture of all three of us standing on a giant stone, smiling and laughing. Both of my sisters look like I do, but prettier, though Jessie has eyes like mine and Isobel's are slightly greener. Jessie and I have blonde hair while Isobel decided to stay the natural brunette.

Just seeing this picture brought the stinging of more tears in my eyes. I've cried so much, they mean so much to me and I don't think life will ever be normal without them both. With them being gone I've had to become more responsible and not cry my eyes out whenever I think about them. I just hope nothing bad has happened to them. God I really hope...

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*> 9 years later *>

"Has anyone seen Niall?" I open my eyes at the sound of Liam shouting throughout the house. Sighing I sit up from my laying position on my bed, lifting the picture off of my chest. The same one I had used to make flyers to search for my sisters. It's been years since I last saw them and I just wish I had made them not go to the party and that way I wouldn't feel so guilty. The ache in my heart has never left, but I just hide it for awhile until I think about them again.

I softly rubbed my fingers over the picture, smiling at the laughing expressions on all three of our faces. A tear swiftly left my eye and landed on the ground, taking a deep breath I wiped my eyes before more appeared. Losing them was hard, but crying each and every time I think about them won't do anything for them or for me. I sucked in deeply, standing and placing the picture into my snapback and putting it on. Grabbing my suitcase I walked from my room and almost ran into Zayn.

"Niall. There you are, haven't you heard Liam yelling for you. We need to leave now.... Are you all .right, mate?" He looks into my eyes and could probably see the slight redness. Pulling on a fake smile, I nodded to him.

"Yeah. Just finished packing, sorry for taking so long." I lied and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my shoulder. Turning to him, concern was on his features, he could tell something is up. That's one of the things Zayn is good at, picking up on someone's emotions, just by looking into their eyes. Most say that it's Liam, which it is, but Zayn can become quite deep and concerned.

"Niall. Are you sure you're alright? You look a bit disheveled." He spoke sternly and concerned, but I just brushed his hand off my shoulder.

"Zayn, I'm fine. Let's just go before Liam starts yelling at us both next." With that I walked off with my bags, swallowing the emotions that were still trying to escape. I sighed once again, running my hand on my snapback, feeling the picture underneath it.