Back For You

She's Missing

Zayn’s P.O.V.

She’s missing? All of this was just too unrealistic. How could she have gone missing? Who has kidnapped her? Or did no one kidnap her and she decided to run off herself? So many questions filled my mind when Katherine’s mother told me that her daughter was missing.

I didn’t exactly know how to react to this. I thought someone was trying to make a fool out of me. After seeing her mother sob so realistically it told me that this wasn’t an act.

“How long has she been missing?” I asked with my voice trembling.

“A few days, Zayn. The officers know that you were with her and they are going to contact you as well. Have they not?” Her mother asked.

“No…Where was she last seen?” I asked pacing around.

“She was last seen at the hospital where Ryan was being treated at. Oh Zayn we’ve all been trying to find her.” Her mother began crying again.

I came in and gave her a hug trying to comfort her the best I could. “Sh…Go in and get some rest,” I let go and looked right into her worried eyes, “We will find her. I-I promise you.”

I gave her one last hug goodbye and went to my car. That’s when my thoughts began to flood about what could have happened to her. Anything could be happening to her. I didn’t want to dare think of unimaginable situations she could be facing.

I punched the steering wheel frustrated at thinking of what she could be going through-if she’s still alive. I hit the wheel harder angered at thinking of her dead. I set my arms on the wheel and buried my face into it.

I began to let out tears of guilt. It was my fault that she was missing.

“If only I hadn’t let her go! If only I had her stay…” I said angrily.

I started the car and drove off at a great speed back to my hotel.

I made quite and an entrance when I entered our hotel room. I slammed the door as hard as I could causing Liam and Harry both to jump out of the bed.

“Harry! We have an intruder!” Liam called at Harry.

I kicked my suitcase out of my way and threw my things onto the tiled floor. I walked into the room slowly and sadly.

Liam came towards me with caution up until he realized that it was me.

“Zayn? Where have you been mate? I thought you were a killer or something!” Liam laughed.

Harry ran out of the dark side of the room with a bat in his hand. He was in his underwear-thank god- and looked prepared for a fight. “Liam! Did you get him-oh it’s just Zayn… Where have you been?”

“Why are you still holding the bat like that Harry?” Liam asked him.

Harry looked at the bat and threw it onto his bed, “Right sorry… Zayn you made quite an entrance.”

I didn’t speak at all. I just stood there with few tears coming down my face. I put my hands onto the back of my head and paced around in a circle.

Liam took a step closer, “Hey Zayn are you okay?”

I stopped with my back to them. I was taking the guilt and converting it into anger. “Am I okay? Am I okay? Katherine is missing and you’re asking if I’m okay?” I growled.

“What do you mean she’s missing?” Harry asked.

“I MEAN SOME CRAZY PERSON HAS TAKEN HER AWAY AND GOD KNOWS WHERE SHE IS. SHE’S BEEN MISSING FOR DAYS AND I’M HERE LIVING MY LIFE WHILST SHE COULD BE ANYWHERE SUFFERING. OR EVEN WORSE DEAD.” I shouted breathing heavily.

“Zayn…” Liam put his hand on my shoulder.

I shrugged his hand off and wiped my eyes. “It’s all my fault…She left and I couldn’t stop her…”

“Zayn stop-” Harry demanded.

“It’s my fault. I should have taken better care of her. If I had only fully convinced her to stay with me. If only I could have proved to her that I’m what she needs not that idiot! If I had stopped her she wouldn’t have been missing.” I cried out turning around and looking back and forth at Harry and Liam.

“It’s not your damn fault Zayn!” Liam raised his voice at me.

“It is Liam! It’s my fault that she’s out there getting tortured or raped or already-killed!”

“Zayn they will find her-” Harry assured.

“Harry they won’t! Even if they do I’m sure you’ll just sweep her off her feet just like you do with every other guy’s girl! I’ve seen you two before!” I yelled with a jealously sparking out of me.

Harry looked hurt at what I had just yelled at him. I then realized that I had said too much. I glanced around the room shaking my head at what I said.

“I’m sorry Harry…I didn’t mean to hurt you-” I apologized.

“No…” Harry said quietly, “I understand you’re dealing with something terrible right now it’s fine…”

“Harry-” I was going to further apologize for what I said when I was stopped with a knocking on the door.

“I got it…” Liam spoke going to the door.

I followed behind him and wiped the tears off my face hoping that Louis and Niall wouldn’t see anything.

Liam opened the door and there stood two police officers. “We’re LAPD and we have to ask you a few questions Mr. Malik.”