Chapter Twenty

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Zayn's POV

She's lying. She has to be. She just can't say that to me! After everything!

Sky just told me she never really loved me and it was like a bullet to the heart. I just broke down, I don't care what Luke or Calum or Michael or Ashton thinks. I had her then I lost her.

  "I need her! Let me talk to her!" I yelled.

I was in denial, okay? I can't lose her like this.

  "Let me talk to her!" I yelled.

  "Just get out of here, okay?"

  "No! I'm not leaving until I talk to her!"

The next thing I knew, there was a piece of cloth over my nose and mouth. Someone had my arms held back so I couldn't fight.  Slowly, losing consciousness, I promised that I would do anything and everything to get Sky back. She was not getting rid of me that easily.

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I woke up in my flat, resting on my bed. My room was picked up and I quickly looked around for her stuff, but it was gone. Then I ran down into the living room and flipped over the couch to get my sketch book, I looked in there and the picture of her that I’ve been working on was gone.

  “Those bastards!” I shouted.

I whipped out my phone and called Liam first, then I was going to go bail out Niall, which I kind of forgot to do. Liam picked up on the first ring, which was a weird thing actually.

  “You’re alive!” He shouted.

  “First of all, ouch, second of all, why would I not be alive?” I asked.  

  “You’ve been gone for a week, mate, you scared the--”

  “They have Sky and I need help getting her back.”

  “The Five? Have Sky?”

  “Yes, will you help?”

  “Sure, I’ll swing by yours in a bit.”

I hung up and I wanted to throw my phone at the wall. Not because I was angry at Liam, because I let the girl that I’m crazy about, slip through my fingers. Everything of hers is gone from the flat. Nothing is left of her. It was like she was never here.

Minutes later, Liam was knocking on my door. I answered it and he hugged me tightly. I hugged him back and I broke down again. I cried into his shoulder, and I know this isn’t the manliest thing right now, but the girl of my dreams is gone.

  “Calm down, mate, it’s alright,” Liam cooed.

  “She said she never loved me,” I said into his shoulder.

  “Bull. She loves you, she knew that saying that would probably get you to leave, but then get her back.”

All I did was nod; I can’t lose her, after what I told her. I knew that she feels the same way for me, she has too. We get along great now and I love her. It’s true, I feel it.

  “I love her, Liam, I really do,” I whispered.

  “Then let’s get her back.”

  “We need Niall.”

Liam nodded then we walked down to his car, since both my car and my bike were totaled thanks to The Five.  I sat in the passenger’s seat with a check book in my hands, I will pay anything to get Niall out of there, and I need him now.

We arrived at the jail and I walked ahead of Liam, sadly remembering my way around this joint. I made my way to the receptionist’s desk and he gave me a nasty look.

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