The Girl On The Street (complete)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21- We're on our own 

Zayn's POV.

"Shouldn't we go to the police first? Before we run off on our own?" I asked the boys as I continued to drive. The boys were silent after my question. They first had been discussing on how to get the jump on Derek.

"Yeah, maybe we should. I mean are we really going to get him?" Harry rationalized. The lads nodded and I turned around, heading back inside the city. The police station wasn't far from where we were, so it only took us a couple minutes. Walking into the station, it was cold and mostly empty. Up at the front was just a small desk and to the side were a couple seats. There was just 5 lights lighting up the small room. Behind the desk stood one police man, we walked up to him. 

"What do you boys want?" He gruffly said, holding up a sandwich. 

"Hi, umm, one of our friends has been taken and we need help." Harry starts. 

"She's been taken by a man named Derek." I interrupted. Then the man starts to laugh, he laughs.

"Okay, seriously kids, don't you have something better to do?" He asked.

"We're serious, show him the notes." Liam stated. Harry pulled the 3 notes that Derek wrote out of his pocket and put them on the counter. The officer picks them up lazily and scans over them.

"Gonna need something more then that." The officer said. Then Harry pulls out his phone and shows the text. The officer looks at the phone and then at the number. He puts the sandwich down and sits up.

"And your sure that this man Derek took her?"

"Yes, we are." Niall tells him. Then the officer laughs again. What's with this guy and not taking people seriously? He takes a bite out of his lunch again and hands everything back. Then he shakes his head and then chuckles.

"Look, this isn't enough. We've had something like this before, and we don't have the time. Great stuff though, almost made me believe in it." Harry starts to try to go over the desk and Louis holds him back. 

"Let's just go." I whispered. Harry nodded, and Louis let him go. We walked out to the car and started with the same process. 

"Looks like we're alone guys." Liam mumbled. 

"yeah, great idea too. Let's go to the police office, they'll do something." Harry mocked. I gave him a look and saw that he was in his collapse mood. I'll let it pass this time. 

"I thought they would have done something more, you know?" I explained. "Apparently not." Right after I said the words, Harry's phone came alive with another text... 

Louis' POV. 

I looked across my best friend to see the second text. He opened it and another picture showed up. He saved the picture for some reason, and then handed me the phone. The text was even creepier this time. It's like he knows exactly where we are... 

'Tsk, tsk.. shouldn't have gone to the police, look what happened now..' Then under the text was the picture. Ziara hung onto a wall by chains with her head hanging down. The words 'Far away in another place, I'd give my soul just to see your face. Found a note hidden in my suitcase, of everything that you just couldn't say. How'd you know I needed that today?' Surrounded the poor girl. On her arms where cuts that were still bleeding, and the black angel wings still surrounded her. Though, her outfit had changed, this time it was a black silk dress with silk rope warped around her arms. 

Handing the picture to Liam, he soon handed it to Niall. Zayn couldn't look at it since he was driving. She looked worse, he face with cuts and bruises as her arms were covered with cuts as well. How doe someone do it? Why does he keep trying to make her look like a black angel? 

"What's with the black angel stuff?" Niall asks, handing the phone back to Harry. 

"Maybe she was still innocent and naive when he took her the first time, which would be a white angel. Then after she escaped, she wasn't the same anymore, she was broken, which would be a black angel." Liam suggested. Harry tensed beside me and I put my arm around him.

"Don't worry, we'll find her." I whispered to him. He shook his head as he looked at the picture again. I swiped at the screen and showed a different picture. It was Harry and Ziara laughing. He was holding her from behind. She was wearing one of his shirts and the beanie that he had given her the very first time; He was wearing a sweatshirt and his necklaces. The two were looking at each other as though they had no care in the world. 

"When did you take the picture?"

"Bowling night." He nodded and smiled at the picture. We soon stopped by a place and we both looked up to see a warehouse. The boys got out and Zayn looked over to the two of us.

"Better to start somewhere." He stated. We nodded and headed out of the car. Opening the door, we paired up. Zayn, Liam, and Niall went together, while Harry and me went. We went through the door and we pointed out things that looked the same. Going down a corridor, there were doors on each side. We opened every single door and jumped when we heard other sounds.

"This is scary then the horror movies." Harry mumbled.

"We are in a horror movie.. One with no plot it would seem." I joked. Harry laughed and we continued downward. Opening a door at the end of the hallway, we heard running down another. Shrugging it off, we followed a path to the left of the hallway. This one didn't have any doors beside the end, so this one was easier.

"I don't like this place." I stated. "It's kinda creepy."

"Just like Derek." We opened the door to see a large room. It was an empty room with doors on the sides leading to more hallways. Two of the walls had wings; one of them had the wings on the bottom near the floor while the other had them up high. The one with the ones down low had a puddle of blood and the words from the first picture around them. The second wall had chains and the words from the second picture on it.
One of the walls was bare, just like it should be. Then if you turned to the other one it had words on it. We walked toward the wall and turned around swiftly when a door slammed. The other 3 boys had come in and we rolled our eyes. They joined our side and we started to read the wall.

"Too late, can you guess the next one?" I whispered the words on the wall.

"Dang it!" Harry shouted at the wall while throwing a fist at it. "Why am I always too late?"  

AU: Hey guys so the song on the side is the words in the picture, hope you enjoyed and then will see you at the next chappie.