Discovering Me

Chapter 25- Potential Death

Reya's PoV

"You, get out! I am not going to stay in this party for another second" I screamed dragging Sheryar away from all the sweaty disgusting bodies, as he stumbled a bit.

"Don't tell me you're drunk" I said.

"I'm unintentionally high?" He replied.

"Okay, whatever listen can we go to your house, it's really important?"I asked.

"Wow, I didn't know you'd be that desperate" he smirked.

"What?... nevermind lets go" I pulled him along and dragged him to his house while explaining everything that happened between me and Diya, and how I hadn't seen her since.

"So you want me to help you find her?" he asked.

"Ye-s" I told him.

"Okay" he said. I was gobsmacked, surely he couldn't just be a nice guy, surely he wanted something, a reason to be nice, or I was just having trust issues.it was definitely the former.

"Why are you just gapping at me?" he smiled, as we climbed into his BMW.

"Nothing, nice car" I said as I said as I looked at the his car, it had plush cream leather interior with a wooden dashboard, totally my style.

"Thanks, I get that a lot" he said as I went on my snapchat snap-maps to see where Diya was, I told him where to go as he turned the radiators on.

"We'll probably be there in an hour" he said.

"So when'd you get your license?" I asked three minutes into the journey, ready to break the silence. me my license

"As soon as I turned 17, she wanted me to be independent I was kind of a burden on her, she always worrying about me, so she got me a car" he spoke bitterly.

"Your mum?" I asked.

"I mean she gave birth to me so..."

"You're really pretty" I told him, eager to change the direction this conversation was going, not gonna lie I could've done better.

"Thanks, nobody has ever called me pretty before actually" he said.

"There was this girl in my school who liked you, everyone knew, she used to say you had the abs of Apollo" I laughed.

"I do, wanna see" he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows .

I turned the radio on trying to distract myself from the stress that was eating me from with in all I could think about was Diya, first of all where did she go? Second I hope She was alright, third was she taken, forth is she hurt, fifth- my list of questions was interrupted by Sheryar singing, he honestly is so inconsiderate.

Unsurprisingly he was an actually great singer, can't believe I have competition.

"-no I don't want no scrub.."

"-scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me-"I sang, he looked at me and turned the radio down.

"What I love that song!" I smiled, I knew I had impressed him.

"Where have you been all my life?" He said In awe.

"Guess you've been missing out" I wiggled my eyebrows, he touched my knee and stared into my eyes "No for real" he spoke again.

"I'm uncomfortable" I screeched.

"I bet a girl like you has felt more than just the touch of a knee" he poke as he put his hand on the steering wheel abrubtly.

"No, but nevermind me, I bet you've felt more than just a knee" I said coolly as a slowly backed away from him also how dare he?

" I don't mean to brag, but I'm a good boy to an extent, I'm more of a flirt and leave kinda guy" he smiled.

"Is that what you're doing right now?" I asked.

" I'm nowhere close" he frowned and took his phone out, his attention immediately drifted from the road to his phone.

"Hey! Eyes on the road."

"Also how long till we're there?" I ask

" 30 minutes" he spoke.

45 minutes ( and a lot of wrong turns) later

"How can you make a wrong turn on a road that goes straight?!" I yelled.

"We're there now, so chill" he walked next to me, where I stood with my arms crossed in front of me, not because I was angry, but because I was cold.

"Do you want my jacket?" He asks, taking it off.

"No" I say as I strut away.

"You look good from the back" he whistled.

"You know what I do want your jacket, just so you can be cold" I frown, taking it from him and putting it on.

"You know I love a girl with my clothes on"

"First of all this is a jacket ,second this is a serious situation, please ..."

I stop, gaping at the warehouse ahead of us, I checked my phone and it seemed to be exactly where her phone is, Sheryar is just as confused as me.

" How do we get in?" He asks.

"Follow me" I say with as much confident as I can muster, as I approach a ladder along the side of the warehouse, there are still wet footprints on it ,earning it was obviously previously used.

"It looks a bit old, do-" he whispered.

"It's fine I'll go first, don't be scared" I whispered.

I slowly climbed up the ladder as the wind wiped through my hair and prayed for Diya with every step I took. The last thing I wanted to do was look down from fifty foot building, when I eventually did I say Sheryar as a almost tiny speck and lots of trees, then did I realise we were in the middle of nowhere and if we were to mysteriously die, nobody would know.