Lovin' Styles

Party Plans and Police Reports - Chapter 72

Tattooed Heart - Ariana Grande

Zayn's POV:

Damn, I'm so confused. I have two amazing girls in front of me. And I was pretty sure I loved both of them.

Sure, Lexie had some annoying times. When she won't stop talking. Or when she blows her nose really loudly. When she eats off of my plate.

But, Perrie... uh, Perrie. Perrie cheated on me.

I sat in my car, thoughts consuming the air. "It's Perrie." I muttered. I jumped out of my car and rushed to the Styles' door. I banged on the door to see Perrie open it. I engulfed her in a hug, happy to have her lilac hair splayed across my shoulder. Her vanilla scent filled my nose, making me smile.

"It's you." I whispered and I felt her tighten her grip around my torso. "I'll be the dad."

Perrie whipped around to face me. "Really? You'll be the dad? You know this is gonna be a ton of work and you might have to move in with me and I know that you-"

I kissed her and she was quiet. "That was a nice way to get me to shut up." 

I chuckled. "I know it's a lot of work, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I promise." She grinned and grabbed my hand. 

"Let's go tell 'em!" She cheered. I followed her to the kitchen. "The baby has a daddy! And it's Zayn!" Perrie yelled and her eyes widened. In front of us sat not only Noah, Logan, Riley and Harry, but Lexie. Lexie looked at me with her big brown eyes, tears hanging on her lashes.

"I'm sorry," I managed to choke out as I leaned forward to hug her. She pushed me off of her, and stalked out of the house. "Lexie." I whispered.

Riley came over and hugged me. "You were too good for her anyways." She teased, lightening the mood. "And now you have Perrie." She gestured to Perrie who was now talking animatedly to Harry, her hand resting on her stomach.

I had a great future in front of me. And it sure was bright.

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911 - Jordin Sparks

Niall's POV:

Izzy was nowhere to be seen. She had been missing for three days now. Skye was a mess. There was never a moment where she was either crying, or freaking out. I hadn't slept in seventy-two hours. We were slowly falling apart without the sweet little spot of glue that held us together.

The phone rang and I jumped up and answered it immediately. "Hello?"

"Oh, hey Ni." It was Riley. "Wanna come over? We were thinking of doing a movie night and some chinese food. Perrie and Zayn finally made up, so it's kinda like a celebration." I smiled weakly. 

"Sorry, Riley. Me and Skye are in no shape to come and party."

"No sign of Iz?"

"Not a trace." I sighed.

"Well, if you change your mind, we're here. Good luck." She hung up the phone, leaving me in the cold air.

"Niall?" I heard Skye's voice call up to me.

"Yeah?"

"C'mere." Her voice sounded strangled, choked. "Look." She stuck out her hand, a yellow post-it note stuck on her palm.

"Hand over the money, or you'll never see your precious daughter ever again." I read, my voice shaking.

Skye clung to my chest, her small hands grabbing the fabric of my sweater.

"How much is the... ransom?" She whispered the last word.

"Five hundred-thousand."

Silence circled us, our heads spiraling. 

"I'll be right back. Stay here." I ordered. I slid on my jacket and a snapback to cover my hair. "I'm going to the police. All the doors are locked, and if anything happens, call me." I stressed the last two words.

I went straight to my car and sped down to the police station, my note in hand. As soon as I opened my door, blinding flashes shot all around me.

"Niall what happened?"

"Is Harry doing drugs?"

"Are you and Skye getting a divorce?"

I rolled my eyes at the last one. We weren't even engaged.

"Mr. Horan!" A police officer recognized me. "Uh, how may we be of service?"

"My daughter has been taken for ransom."

The police officer took the note carefully out of my hands, plucking a near-by Ziploc bag, and securing it in there.

"We have to take the evidence to the lab. Come and sit down." He brought me over to a big wooden desk and sat me down. "When was your daughter last seen?"

"Three days ago."

"Where was she last seen?"

"Riley and Harry Styles wedding." He nodded, jotting down notes. I gave him the address of both the reception and the party places.

"And when did you get this note?"

"My girlfriend found it outside our door, no more then half an hour ago."

He nodded. "We'll contact you. Before you go-"

My phone rang. "Hello?"

"Niall!" I heard Skye scream. "Help me, someone broke into the hou-"

Her voice was cut off and the line went silent.