The greatest day that led to the worst.

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Nialls POV :

"So you actually saw her?" Bertie questions me unbelievably again. "Dont you believe me or something?" I rudely question seddling into a chair and trying to get my head around the situation. "Lets go get her then" He jumps up with a jolly grin smack firmly on his face. I shake my head and he sits back down again as his bright eyes darken in sadness. "Look. We cant just go and get her, she's there for some reason and im not trying to bring a downer onto the situation or something but i dont think she excatly choose to be there. I think that something bad is going on" I sigh bitting my nails. Bertie's front door swings open and in walks a very troubled looking Sinead. She throws her body onto my lap and huffs until we ask whats wrong. "There not doing enough! Our best friend is missing. A mothers and father daughter. A babys sister and there doing fuck all" She shouts with tears running down her face. "Sinead we know where she" Before Bertie continues and cut him off. "We know where she would love to be now" I pause and raise my eyebrow in beties direction. "With us" I continue. She jumps out of my lap and frowns. "Whatever you say. That helps nothing" She shouts at me throwing missing posters at me. "Sinead!" Bertie shouts signalling her to stop. "What have you actually done to help this situation? If you hadn't have pushed her she wouldn't have gone" She screams wripping up the posters as her tears drown her. "Its not his fault" Bertie stands up trying to stop her from crying. "Oh shut up! You two have just decided to expect she's not coming home" She pauses pushing Bertie away. "Well....i haven't" She stutters storming out fiercely slamming the door behind herself. "Why didn't you tell her?" Bertie huffs. "She cant know".

"Why?"

"Because if she knows then she will want to come,and im not being over dramatic but i dont think thats very safe for her" I asshore Bertie grabbing a pen and paper.

"What are you doing?" He asks. "Making a plan" I smile.

Laurens POV :

As i wake up that day i pray in my head its still the night or some miracle had happend and i was back home in my warm bed,but as my eyes open widder i begin to see my surroundings and realise that nothing had changed. Dayna was laid on the window seat,her tears fiercely hitting the ground as she sniffs trying to catch her breathe. The day was cold and dark. I couldn't feel my fingers or my toes,not that i would be able to anyway. I think my fear would have made sure of that. She slowly turn't her head and stared at me with no expression in her eyes not even a sparkle of hope to get us by. The house was silent but my ears were bruning from the sound of my screams inside. I walked over to the window and stared deeply at the rain as it pattered gently against the window. "Is someone going to save us? No. There not" Dayna mumbles to herself. "Because that stuff only happens in fairy tales. And princess get a prince to save them,and im not princess am i? No you stupid girl"

She began to scare me,she was just sat there angerily mumbling to herself. I started to loose hope that Niall did actually see me at the window,and that he was actually coming to save us. Suddenly Dayna fell from the seat and crashed to the ground. She began to breathe heavily and shake, her face turn't snow white but her body felt hot as the sun. "Dayna" I loudly whisper. She shakes more and begins to cry. "Dayna" I repeat. I shake her body but she seems to be doing a pretty good job of that herself. Our door unlocks slowly and Ness storms in with a confused but devilish grin on her thin pink face. "Oh no. Whats going on?" She melodramitically cries. I squint my eyes and shake my head. I knew this day was not going to get better and i felt as i should give up. It was only a matter of hours left before my live would be ended. As i begin to fall into to deep though about my death,i though of the people who would miss me and was sadly disapointed by the small number of people i managed to think of.

Nialls POV :

"Thats the house" I stutter pointing towards it as we stand in the front garden. "Be safe ok man?" Bertie smiles faintly as he slowly walks away. "You to" I shout. We both go our seperate ways. I didn't want to seem negative but i had very little faith that this plan would have any chance of working. I stand there for a few minutes looking up at the window hoping Laurens face will appear. But it doesn't. I just beg that im not to late. "Please be safe. Please" I whisper to myself. I Quickly ran around to the back on the house only to find a pack of vicious dogs sleeping. I knew i had to be quite so i didn't wake them,because as soon as they wake that was it. The whole plan would begin to crumble around me. I crawled past them. Then a few minutes after began to slowly climbed up the Drain pipe. But just as i reached the top it fell. I grabbed onto the window ledge hanging off for my dear life. "Whats that noise" I hear Laurens voice shouting. As i begin to emerge her face lightens. She tries to open the window but it was locked. "Move" I shout. She steps back moving towards another girl who looked as terrified as she did. I smashed open the window and the dogs awoke. Barking like mad,they began to jump up and down as if they were trying to reach me. She pulls me in. "Niall" She screams hugging me as if she was afraid i would slip out of her touch. "Are they here?" I whisper. She shakes her head. "But we only have an hour left" The other girl cries. "Im Dayna by the way" She continues. I look around the room,i see blood on the floor and how battered Lauren and Dayna's face is. Although i didn't know her i hugged Dayna as tight as i could. "Be careful. She just had a panic attack" Lauren explains her eyes glistening with joy. I hear Bertie scream from outiside as a signal that George and Ness where back.

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