Sweet Mistake

Blanket of Darkness

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Zayn's POV

I laid in bed and waited for Annabelle to come in. I really wanted to snuggle that night. I didn't care if it was late. I waited for a good ten minutes until I got curious and quite frustrated in fact. I got out of bed and walked into the hallway to Liam's door only in my black Calvin Klein's. I knocked impatiently on his door knowing she was in there. He took his time coming to the door but when he did he looked groggy and tired like he had just got out of bed.

"Hey mate, what's up?" He yawned.

"Where's Annabelle?" He looked confused.

"I thought she went back to your room?" His eyes grew frightened.

"No, she didn't..." I trailed off.

"Go ask the other boys if they've seen her." He said in a rushing voice. He exited his room and we went to all of the boys doors and asked if Annabelle was with them. None of them knew where she was. My stomach dropped and the possibilities flew through my head. We all put clothes on, mostly sweats and t-shirts, and sprinted to the lobby. We stopped at the front desk.

"Have you seen Annabelle?" I asked out of breath.

"Who's Annabelle?" The middle aged man looked distraught.

"She's about this tall, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and really fit." Harry said next to me.

"Mate." I looked at him with misbelief.

"What! She is." He shrugged.

"Whatever, have you seen her?" I returned back to the lobby worker.

"I don't know. She sounds familiar."

"We can't settle for I don't knows man! Come on!" Niall planted his hands on the desk.

"Well maybe 20$ will jog my memory?" He said slyly.

"Is this ass hole serious?" Niall threw up his arms and looked at us.

"Here." I pulled out 20 dollars and gave it to him.

"Yeah I saw her, she left a couple minutes ago." As soon as he said that we darted through the front doors onto the streets of Ontario.

We only walked for a couple blocks for Louis to start complaining.

"Why did your girlfriend have to run away?" He whined.

"I don't know, but i've tried calling her and texting her but she's not answering." Niall looked angrily at his phone. I hate remembering that Niall's her actual boyfriend, and i'm just her paparazzi boyfriend. I sighed out at my thoughts.

"Hey mate, don't worry, we'll find her." Liam spoke softly as we walked around in the cold. He placed his hand on my shoulder, I nodded and we continued our search.

Annabelle's POV

I was sprinting. The noise behind me getting louder. The cold wind piercing my face like a million little needles. My breathing got heavier as I sucked the freezing air into my lungs. I kept running until I turned around a corner thinking I put a pretty good sized gap between me and whoever was behind me. I went and hid inside a dumpster trying to catch my breath. I looked around for my phone so I could text Zayn. I stuck my hands in all my pockets and couldn't find it. Shit. Just my luck. I opened the lid slightly to see if I had lost my chaser. I peered around as much as I could through my half a inch of space. The coast was clear. I slowly crept out of the dumpster only to have two large arms wrap around me. One around my waist the other around my face holding a rag to my mouth. I fought as hard as I could, until everything went black.