Start It All Over Again

Bleeding Love

Meghan's Point of View

THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL! Everyone sang (actually, screamed) as the concert ended and the boys said their goodbyes. I expected to see Kara jumping up and down right next to me, but when I looked to my right she wasn't there. I looked to my left. Still no Kara. Where is that girl?

I took out my phone and texted her. She replied within seconds. Well, meet me at the back door, because those guards sure as hell won't want to see you at the main entrance.

I walked through the entire venue until I found the back exit. I guess I had traveled into the backstage area, unbeknownst to myself or anyone around me. I probably just looked like one of the girls that the boys take back with them after shows to, like, make out with. I was okay with that.

I was just about to head towards the door, when he brushed past me. Niall Horan: the most beautiful man on the face of the Earth.

He turned around to face me. His eyes widened. Is there something on my face? Do I have a nose bleed? Am I that ugly!?

"Sorry..." He said sheepishly. He smiled shyly. What the hell was going on?

"That's... That's perfectly fine. Just perfect! You're perfect! I mean- oh goddamnit. Forget it." He laughed at that. The one time I wasn't trying to be funny. "I take back everything I just said and I'm going to replace it with: Hi Niall, I'm Meghan." He bit his lip when he smiled and it was so cute I wanted to throw myself on the ground and crawl into the fetal position.

"Um. So, I probably should get going soon..." He said.

"Yeah, you should." I took a second to rethink what I had said. "Oh, I didn't mean that! I don't want you to go, but if you have to, you must! You could stay here all day and I'd be very happy. I'd probably be so happy I'd tie you up with some rope, gag you, and throw you in the back seat of my car and keep you with me forever and ever!" His face was blank. "Uh, sorry. I wouldn't do that. That's illegal." He suddenly smiled.

"You're really funny, you know that?" I beamed. "So, do you want to go- I mean, um... Can I have your number? Maybe? If not I get it, but-"

I almost died. "You want MY number!?" He blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, I'd love to give you my number! Wow, okay!" We exchanges phone numbers and I wanted to scream and cry.

"Call me whenever you want, yeah? Bye, Meghan!" He called as he left. I smiled in reply. "Bye, Niall." I whispered after he was gone.

Did that-? No! It couldn't have! I felt myself begin to fall...

NO! You will not faint! I mentally scolded myself. Now, what was I doing there in the first place? Hmm... Oh shit!

"KARA!" I called, running to the back door. I flung it open. I stepped outside in the moist, cool air. A red liquid stained the ground. Blood. It was fresh...

"KARA!" I yelled again, hoping she's jump out of a trash can with a bottle of ketchup in her hands, laughing hysterically. As you might've guessed, she didn't.

She couldn't have been killed! I needed to find her... She had my hotel room key! But not just that, she was my best friend, my sister. How could I have let this happen?

I took out my phone, after taking three deep breaths. There had to be a logical explanation. Maybe she just walked home! I tried to call her. But, I heard it ringing. I walked towards the sound. And there was her phone, the screen cracked a little after she most likely dropped it while being RUTHLESSLY MURDERED.

I thought of the only other person I knew in England that I could call.

I clicked his contact and hit "dial".

"Hey, Meghan! I wasn't expecting you to call so soon... You know it's one o' clock in the morning, right? Is everything okay?"

"NO!" I shouted a little too quickly. "Sorry, it's just my friend Kara came to your concert with me. She got kicked out, because her phone started ringing REALLY LOUDLY and she went outside in the ally near the back entrance, and now she's not there and there's fresh blood in the street and she's probably DEAD OHMIGOD!" I rambled, angrily and nervously.

"Oh, Meghan, I'm so sorry! Hold on, okay? I'll be right there!" And with that, he hung up. He was also telling the truth, because he was literally there within, like, five minutes.

Niall got out of his car, ran over to me, and gave me a big hug. I could feel myself start to cry and it was a good thing he was there to comfort me.

His eyes trailed over to the pool of red, sticky blood in the middle of the ally. "That doesn't look too good..."

"Nope. Not at all." I agreed.

"Look, Meghan. I bet she just got tired of waiting and called a taxi to take her to your hotel."

"… Good theory, except her wallet is sitting right there next to her phone."

"Well that might've presented a problem. Maybe she walked...?"

"And left her wallet and phone in a pool of her own blood in a dark, abandoned side street?" I said, matter-of-factly.

"Okay, well no need to be so sarcastic."

"Niall, she's definitely not back at the hotel. Something happened to her. And, I need to find her. You don't need to get involves if you don't-"

"I'm going to help you." He said this so decisively that I knew he was telling the truth, not just pitying me.

"Thank you, Niall. Just, thank you." He placed a kiss on my forehead lightly in response and said, "I'll take you back to my hotel. You probably won't want to stay somewhere alone in a place you've never been."

"No, not particularly." I said with a small smile.

"Come on, let's go get some rest. In the morning, we'll regroup and call the police and get a search going for her, yeah?"

I nodded, as we both got into his car and drove off into the city lights of London.

"I love you more than anything, but the words can't even touch what's in my heart."

~Kara Rose xx n_n