Back Where I Belong

Chapter 2

Andrew's pov

"Excuse me," a teenage girl says, coming up to me after the show.

"Yes?" I question, turning to face her.

"Before the concert started, there was a girl sitting beside me and she looked exactly like Zoey. But once I turned to face her during 5 Seconds of Summer's second or third song, she was gone. I was wondering if it was actually her or not. And if the boys got her back?" She asks, holding her phone out to me.

"The boys didn't get her back yet, but they hired a really good lawyer, I believe his name is Keaton Mark, who found a way for them to get her back.
But she was already gone when they tried," I explain.

"Oh. But this girl looked exactly like her. Just without the piercings and dark brown hair," she persists. I give in and look at the phone screen.

My eyes widen. That was Zoey. Definitely. Like the girl said, she didn't have the neon hair, or the piercings, but she did have the small scar Zoey had on her chin.

"Can I take a picture of this?" I ask. She nods. I pull out my phone and snap a picture. Then I thank the girl before walking backstage to find the boys.

"Michael!" I yell, spotting the blue haired boy.

"Hey Andrew. What's up?" He asks me wearily.

"Zoey was here earlier tonight," I blurt out, getting right to the point.

"What?" Michael questions, "She's supposed to be in an orphanage across the country."

I shrug, "The girl sitting beside her took this picture. It's definitely Zoey, just without her nose and lip ring. And now she has dark brown hair." I pull up the picture on my phone and show him.

Michael's eyes widen, "Holy shit! She was here! Why did she leave?"

"I don't know. But the girl said that she wasn't there when she looked over during your second or third song," I tell him.

He shakes his head slowly, "This just doesn't make any sense." I nod in agreement.

"What's up guys?" Calum asks, walking over to us. Ashton and Luke were behind him. Together, Michael and I explain our previous conversation. All four of them were absolutely certain that girl was Zoey, but none of us could figure out why she left.

"We could always talk to security. They have security at all of the exits, someone had to have seen her leave," Ashton suggests. I nod and send the picture to all of the other security guards.

Fifteen minutes later, Dave texted me back saying he had the person.

"Dave texted me, the woman who saw them leave said that there was a man with Zoey, who always had a hand either on her shoulder, or arm. Like, trying to keep her with him. Zoey was looking a little freaked out," I tell the band.

"What did the man look like?" Luke asks.

"He sent me the security footage," I reply. I start to play it. All four crowd around me.

"Is that-" Luke starts.

"It is," Michael replies, clearly pissed off.

I was too. Tim had Zoey.