Having No Regrets (A One Direction Love Story)

Zuna's POV

LUNA'S POV:

I didn't say anything else. I stayed quiet. Honestly, I didn't think the boys would find us. Not before Brian killed us anyway. They should've fucking listened to me. They're fucking idiots. All five of those assholes. Maybe if they'd listened to me, I wouldn't be in this position, and we would've had more luck trying to find Willow and help her if it was six against one, although, Zayn probably wouldn't have let me out of the tour bus and locked me and the twins inside. 

Brian should go to hell. I hope it exists, because that's where he belongs. He's sick and twisted and I wish he was dead. I wouldn't normally wish that on anyone, that's horrible, but after what he's done to Willow, and to me, he deserves it. 

Brian kneels down in front of me and I can't help but glare at him. Every bone in my body hates him beyond words. I don't think I could ever really explain how much I hate him. There's not enough words in the English, or even the urban dictionary, to explain how much I hate him. 

"And you dress like a slut so you get attention, to make you feel better about yourself. But really, no one cares. No one pays attention to sluts, especially not you." He tells me, and it slightly gets to me, but I don't let it get deep inside. I don't dress to get attention, besides, why would I want anyone else' attention but Zayn's?

"Whatever you say." I spit and he glares at me before he stands up and walks off. 

"They won't come, will they?" Willow asks me, quietly, when Brian's out of earshot.

"No." 

ZAYN'S POV:

I wake up and check the time and it's after nine. I feel beside me but Luna's not here. I sit up and stumble out of bed and stretch before I yawn. I wander down to the couches and look around but the only one that's in there is Louis on his laptop and he can't even bring himself to look at me. It's not like Luna and I meant to make a baby, but somehow, I don't care. Truth be told, I'm kind of happy about it. I know Luna isn't entirely because she's so young, but I'm older, and I'm okay with it. 

I walk back down to the bunks and all her bags are still here. I rummage through my own and find the small black box I've been hiding since we left New York. I'm not sure when I'll ask her, I haven't really thought about it. It probably would've been a perfect time when we went to Disney Land, but I didn't. I'm not sure what she'd even say. It's not like I'm scared she'd say no...though, truth be told, I wouldn't want her to tell me no. I'm sure she's the one. She's everything to me, but right now with her being pregnant...I'm really not sure it'll be the best time anytime soon. I sigh before hiding it again.

I zip up my bag and walk back through the bunks and to the other side of the bus where the other three boys are. Daisy and Phoebe must still be in bed, then again, I can't blame them. I love my beauty sleep too.

They all look up at me from their coffees.

"What's wrong?" Harry asks, raising an eyebrow and I feel the urge to hit him again, but I can't. For Luna. She'd be so pissed with me if I did, though, where the fuck is she?

"Have any of you seen Luna?" I ask and they all shake their heads.

"Nope. Isn't she on the bus?" Niall asks and I shake my head and run a hand through my hair before walking out and I wander down to the park not far from here but she's not there either. I thought maybe she left to get some fresh air. 

I wander back to the bus and go back into the dining area and this time, all four boys are here.

"So? Any luck?" Liam asks.

"No. She's gone." I whisper. I thought I'd felt cold and alone a few hours ago, but it didn't really register. I was quite tired this morning. "What if..."

"What if what?" Louis asks, concern filling his features. 

"What if she was right? What if something did happen to Willow and Luna went to look for her again?" I ask and all the boys look back and forth at each other, each face coming to the realization.

"Oh shit." Liam says, concerning crossing his face. "We should have believed Luna when she said she thought Willow was in trouble! How stupid are we?" Liam jumps up and I can't help but feel like a complete asshole. How could I not believe the love of my life? She knew once, why wouldn't she know again? What if somethings happened to her? What if somethings happened to Willow? What if Brian's killed the both of them?

The boys and I rush around, trying to figure out places where Brian could have taken them. 

LUNA'S POV: 

I saw something shiny, something metal not far from me and I tilt my head slightly, and squint and it's a fucking nail. I slightly move and quickly grab it and start trying to hopefully succeed in getting the rope loose.

I'd been struggling for a while now to get the rope loose, by now I can feel the blood dripping from my wrists trying to get cut the rope loose with the nail I conveniently found on the ground. The shit you find in these places I swear. Brian thinks he's so fucking smart, but really, he's crazy and has no idea what he's doing. Maybe he should've checked the floor to make sure there was no sharp, pointy things hidden. Willow hadn't noticed I grabbed the nail. I didn't want to give her false hope if there was none.

Brian suddenly storms in and he points a gun at Willow and my heart beat quickens and I continue struggling with the rope, more frantic now than ever before. He will kill her. I know it.

"You're a fucking bitch!" He screams at Willow and she helplessly looks up at him and fear is written all over her face. I have no fucking idea why he's so mad, something must have happened, or maybe it's just cause he's fucking crazy. "I'm done with you now!" I actually think he's like the character in Split...he has multiple personalities.

"W-what?" Willow says quietly and I know she's scared for her life, fuck, I'm scared for her life...and what would he do with me after killing her?

"I'm done with you! You're a nasty little whore! You don't love me! You should though instead of that asshole! But if I can't have you, no one can! Besides, you said you want to die. Here's your wish, baby." He screams in her face and his finger goes for the trigger just as I manage to break free from the rope and lunge and we struggle with the gun for a moment before a gunshot goes off.