Running; Zayn Malik & Me

My heart rose to my throat as I ran around the hotel room searching for any other clue. I pulled open the wardrobes, nearly yanking the wardrobe doors off of it, I tugged drawers out of their stands, throwing them carelessly behind me and I bolted to the bathroom, checking in the bath, the shower, even in the boiler cupboard, but there was nothing. I was completely alone. 

“Robert! Robert! Please help me!” I was screaming as I pegged down the flights of stairs back to his office. “Robert please, he’s gone. ROBERT!” 

“Woah, calm down, deep breaths, what’s happened now? Is he okay?” Robert grabbed my wrists and turned me to face him. I gulped several mouthfuls of air in and closed my eyes for a second. 

“He’s gone” I whispered. Robert looked at me with wide eyes.

“You mean he isn’t up there any more?” 

I shook my head furiously from left to right. My heart was still in my throat and my head felt like it was going to explode. “He’s taken everything” 

“You need to ring his friends, or his family, either, but you need to ring someone” Robert demanded. He tugged me along back to his office and slammed the door behind us. “I’m assuming you’ve got your phone?” 

I felt my pockets and then nodded as I tugged it out. 

“Robert I can’t, we’ve, me and Zayn have been so stupid coming here. I can’t ring them” 

He sighed heavily, “There has to be one person, someone that you’re really close to, will help you no matter what, you can’t just run away from this forever. And you especially can’t leave Zayn out there, he’s a drug-”

“Don’t! Stope! Don’t say it! Louis, I’ll ring Louis. Okay? Just.. Just don’t say it” 

He nodded once and then sat down at his desk, flicking his computer on and tapping away at a great speed. I slowly scrolled through my contacts until my thumb was hovering over Louis’ name. I tried to prepare a speech, or at least think of some things to say. Louis had rang me nearly 30 times in the last 24 hours. 

“Beth” Robert snapped glaring at me as I dawdled with my phone. 

“I’m gonna text him first, I need him to be on his own” 

I’m about to ring you, please be alone, I need to speak to you.

I pressed send and glanced back up at Robert, who was still glaring at me. 

“I just text him, waiting for a reply” and as I said that my phone buzzed in my hand. 

Ready x 

“Is there somewhere I can...” I trailed off looking around the room expectantly. Robert raised an eyebrow at me, “Do it here, I want to know what I’m getting myself into” 

I sighed and pressed the call icon next to Louis’ name, after the first ring he picked up. 

“Beth..?” he said tentatively. 

I nodded and let out a tiny breath, “It’s me” I whispered trying so desperately to hold in my tears. 

“Oh my God, thank fuck, where the fuck are you? And you’re with Zayn? We got told you were last seen in Paris, there was a picture on twitter, him and some girls, on a train, are you there now? Jesus we’ve all been so fucking worried”

“Zayn’s gone Lou” I whispered. 

“He’s, what? Gone? Gone where?” 

“I don’t know, we, I.. He was having a tough time, we had an argument and now he’s gone, and I don’t know where. I need you to help my find him Lou, I can’t do this on my own. Robert said he’ll help, but I can’t expect him to, I’ve only known him two days” 

“We need to tell the others, they’re all going out of their minds” 

“No! Louis no! It’s me and you or it’s me on my own! I need to find him and help him.. Myself. This is all my fault, I have to fix it, I have to fix him” 

“Beth..” Louis mumbled and then sighed heavily. 

“What?” 

“Beth, we’re doing this together, all of us” Harry stated firmly. 

*sheepish smile and wave* 

hello guys... 

haven't much to say really... i just hope you like this very over due update 

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