Collide // Harry Styles

Chapter 6. Gone

Chapter 6. Gone

Ava's POV.

               My hand moves across the surface, the tip of the brush runs through the canvas and a light shade of blue trails behind it. I repeat the process but this time I used white, and afterwards I blended both colors to produce the result I wanted to see. The silence of the room gave me peace on making this artwork, and much less distraction. Almost done. 

I wanted the bright morning skies and old buildings of Manchester as to be my painting. Out of all the bizarre things that has happened to me these past few days, I've felt strange and more insecure with the thought of someone watching me. And the sketch I drew one night ago, why was he in my dreams? 

Minutes later, I was done with the canvas. Picking up my bag and swinging it over my shoulder, my teacher's words echoed in my head, "When you have finished, you may keep your things and go. But make sure, you are completely finished."  I leave the classroom and to the hall, then out of the school. Down the stairs, the cold wind gave me shivers and I hold onto my coat tightly. I hear the sound of the bus and I hurriedly ran, but I saw it go down the road already. I've missed it.

Sighing, I had no other choice but to walk home. Great, just great. But it isn't that bad, a ten minute walk perhaps? I hum  to myself as I begun my journey, keeping me entertained from the dullness of being alone. I wonder if my parents are home? Usually, they'd be still at work at around this time.

My dad's a manager of a local bank, he likes to stay late for a little bonus since his boss is there often, and is friendly too. I've met him once when I was younger, my dad asked me if I wanted to come with him to work and I gladly accepted it. I was around six or seven, I think. I enjoyed it, but my mind was set in a child's head so if you ask now, I don't think I will as much as I did before.

My mum, on the other hand, has a job at the Grandeur Hospital, and she is in fact, a doctor. But she sometimes does surgeories... A surgeon then? Well either one will do. So she brought me there for three times, it wasn't bad as some people would say. It was clean, very white, and quite big too. I was introduced to several other doctors, and nurses as well. I haven't been there in a while, maybe I should drop by sometime?

Not even noticing, I've passed by Blaire's house. Possibly she's there? I take a few steps back and walk towards her doorstep, I ring the doorbell a few times. Seconds later, the front door opens and I was greeted by Mrs. Allison.

"Oh, hello, Ava. What brings you here?" She sniffs a little, and her eyes were a little red.

"Uhm, I was looking for Blaire in school but I didn't see her and guess that she could- Mrs. Allison, have you been crying?" I couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you know?" She frowns and I shake my head.

"C'mon in, I-I'll tell you inside." I walk in as she opens the door wider for me to enter.

We sat down on the couch and I look around, what could be the problem? Her mum doesn't cry like this, she's always happy and very enthusiastic. But now, it's the total opposite.

"What happened?" I ask softly.

"Blaire, sh-she..." Small droplets of water fell down her eyes.

"Please don't cry." I wipe a few away and she gives a small smile.

"My daughter, she didn't come home last night." She shakes her head and envelops me in a hug.

I was frozen in place when the words left her mouth.

"Pardon me?" I slowly pull away.

"She told me that she was gonna go out with some friends, and that she'll be back my eleven. B-But she didn't come back."  My mouth parted and I sat still.