Unwanted // one direction fanfic

Chapter 13

Zayn’s POV

I ended up coming in with their furniture while they weren’t home and waited in Skylar’s room. I could tell that it was her room from the sketches everywhere. I waited and waited and waited, taking a pencil and blank sheet of paper and doodling until I heard people downstairs. I smiled and folded up the paper, pushing it into the bottom of my pocket. A smile spread across my face as I heard feet come up the steps. My heart stopped when they passed the open door. The boy screamed and jumped five feet in the air along with the strawberry blonde girl.

“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?” He screamed.

“I’m....” Think of something that rhymes with Zayn. “Blaine I’m a friend of Becca’s.” I breathed, trying not to get anything confused with real life.

“Oh got it.” He breathed. “Come on Audrey let’s go to my room.” He smiled to the girl. She nodded and they walked away. I let out a deep breath and looked out the window.

“Zayn?” Her voice whispered. I smile spread across my face as I turned around. Her hair was a perfect shade of brown and looked beautiful. I prefered her the way she truly was but as long as she was her I didn’t mind.

“The names Blaine now.” I laughed. She ran into my arms causing my heart to speed up.

“What are you doing here?” She mumbled into my neck.

“I missed you and thought why not.” I shrugged. “I came with your stuff, which is in the garage by the way.”

“Where do the boys think you are?” She said, her eyes growing worried.

“I told them I went to look for you and I was going to dress in disguise so that it wouldn’t draw attention from the paps. When I go back I’m going to say I couldn’t find you.” I smiled. “But they really miss you Skylar.” I whispered. She just crossed her arms over her chest. “Harry was even crying, he made me cry, everyone’s a reck-”

“Did Harper read her letter?” She asked, completely avoiding my point. I shook my head no. She sighed. “How about we just screw over all of the concerns and enjoy your weekend?” She offered. I nodded with a smile.

Tom’s POV

I looked frantically around the streets of Kansas city, my mind driving me wild and my gun poking me in the back from being kept in my back pocket so long. She had to be somewhere, I just had to find out where. Luckily from traveling all over America when Skylar was a child I had connections, and I knew I wasn’t the only one looking.

Harry’s POV

Everyone was frantically tearing through the house trying to find an error, a plane ticket, a reciept, something, anything, when Debbie stopped and sat on the floor. “Do you think she’ll come to the wedding?”