Consequences of Falling in Love With a Frat Boy

Krista Talk's (LONG)

Chapter 98

“This is bullshit!” I groan as I climb into the backseat of the Sedan Max rented.

“Don’t be upset Mel.” Says Liam as he climbs into the passenger seat.

“Don’t be upset? We just traveled to 2 damn states in less than 56 hours and we have minimum leads, I’m tired, pissed, and I just want Niall home.” I say as I place my head into my hands.

“We have one more stop.” Says Louis ask he climbs into the backseat.

“You said that yesterday.” Says Jesy.

“Well this time it really is.” Louis says.

“Where to?” ask Perrie as her and Zayn climb into the backseat with Louis.

“Mexico.” Says Harry as he gets in sitting next to me.

“Mexico?” I asked looking at him sideways.

Harry  nods.

“Why in the fuck are we going to Mexico?” I asked.

“Last place to look for Krista at.” Says Liam.

“But she isn’t even Mexican.” Says Jesy.

“You have to be Mexican to go to Mexico?” asked Zayn.

“No you don’t.” says Max.

“That’s the last place that we know that she has connections at.” Says Louis.

“Fine whatever, are we driving or flying?” I ask.

“Driving. I have first shift, Liam has next. It’s a 16 hour ride.” Says Max.

Sighing I pulled my hair into a ponytail and leaned on Harry shoulder, “Do we have a plan?”

“Yeah, we have identities and everything, we’ll explain once we’re there.”

Yawning I say, “Okay.”

“Alright.” Says Max as he takes off.

We arrived in Texas last night, and like what happened in Colorado, we couldn’t find Krista. Mexico was our last hope of finding off answers and I wasn’t about to risk anything. When things started to get tough, and I started to stress out about finding Niall and running pointless leads, it felt like my world was crumbling, but closing my eyes I stopped and began to think of my main reason for doing all of this, I started to think about my rock during these hours, days, weeks, that began to feel like months. The way his bright blue eyes stood out, his adoring smirk and messy hair. The way his protective arms would wrap around me when I was scared, the soft soothing words he would say to calm me, and the way his kisses gave me, hope, love, dreams and so much more as they offered me everything that I needed it when I needed it the most. My eyes begin to burn with the tears that I’ve been holding back for days now, and for a moment that I find my Zen because in that moment, with everything that’s going on, with all my thoughts scattered, just thinking of him, for that short moment I'm with Niall.

Nudging me softly with his shoulder Harry whispers,

“You okay?”

I nod.

Harry nods, “Okay.”

Closing my eyes back I begin to fall asleep as I feel Harry’s head laying on top of mine.

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“¿Puedo preguntar quién es usted” asked the guard at the door.

“Estoy aquí en busca de Kristina” says Harry.

Turning around I looked at him, completely taken back by how well he spoke in Spanish and how sexy his accent sounded when he spoke in Spanish.