Change Your Fate

Leigh-Anne's POV

My eyelids feel heavy as I struggle to open them ... My throat is dry and I have a faint headache. Like someone knocked me out.

I'm lying on the couch, head on the armrest and my phone in my hand. I probably fell asleep.

Did I?

Why does it feel like I'm forgetting something. Something important. Someone important?

Have you ever went shopping with someone ... and you lost them? You know they're here somewhere, looking for you too, but where?

I turn on my phone, since it seemed to have been off for some reason. It turns on and I'm not greated by my usual lockscreen. How odd. It used to be a picture of me and -

Me and who?

Now it's black. I unlock and see my background is a picture of me and Perrie.

Perrie's my bandmember and best friend. Our group is called Little.

I know, strange groupname. Even I don't remember how we came up with it. It feels incomplete.

Pushing my thoughts aside, I text Perrie, asking where she is.

But she doesn't reply. She usually replies immediately, knowing how worried I get.

When I check the time, complete shock takes over me. I slept more than seven hours! It's goddamn midnight and Perrie's not home.

Suddenly, I'm worried. Extremely worried. Where would she even be this late?

Moving my strangely weak feeling body, I stood up and something caught my eye. The wall.

I could have sworn there used to be a picture hanging there. There's even a small hole, indicating there used to be a nail hammered in the wall. Did Perrie take it down because it fell?

I don't see any glass on the ground.

Wait, hold on Leigh. What was the picture? Why can't I remember what was on the picture.

My head's spinning.

I'm just stressing myself over nothing. There probably wasn't even a picture hanging there.

But ...

No. That's the final answer. I'm just being paranoid.

Suddenly seeing my phone next to me made me think of Perrie again. Paranoid or not, I'm worried as hell.

Jade's POV

I gasp for air and open my eyes, panting heavily. My heart's beating harder than it has even done, I can literally hear it.

Why does it feel like those dementor monster things from Harry Potter came and tried to take away all my breath.

It takes me a while to breathe steadily again and when I finally do, a strange feeling washes over me.

How can I even describe?

Looking around, I realize I'm in Jesy's room, on her bed. What am I doing in Jesy's room? We've been staying at this hotel for a while, so it's not really her room but still.

Where the hell is she anyway?

To top it all off, how did I fall asleep?

I look at the clock hanging above the bed and see it's midnight. Holy shit. I slept so long. But why didn't Jesy wake me? Why don't I remember what I was doing?

I glance at the watch around my wrist and out of nowhere, I feel sad. No, incomplete. Like something's been taken away from me. Or someone ...

I remember getting this beautiful watch on my birthday from someone but I don't remember who it was.