(Niall's POV)
"Shit." i heard Louis say. I turned around. Where was Liam? Oh gosh. Where the fuck is Liam. Or Zayn. Or even Harry. "Niall!" i turned around, nose to nose with Zayn. "Louis Fucking Tomlinson kissed Megan." I said, then burst out crying on his shoulders.
(Zayn's POV)
OF FUCKING COURSE. "Niall!" Another voice called out from behind us. It was Liam, clutching Rachel. He let go of her and gave Niall a bear hug. "Im so sorry Ni." he said into his hair. I knew Niall's heart just broke. Girls can cry over a hundred guys, but a guy will cry over the girl he loves a hundred time. "I need to talk to her... Zayn.. can you come with me... Liam you can go to Rachel..." Niall said, sniffling. I grabbed him into one last hug, before waving to Liam and finding Megan.
We went outside, where it had started raining. "I really, really, really liked her Zayn. I should have told her." Niall said. Honestly, if she didn't notice the girl was an idiot. Louis was just so damn convincing when he was drunk though. "Just don't blame Louis, he's had a fair amount of drinks." i said. Niall, nodded, but replied, "No, he wanted her the whole night. He always gets the girl. You, him and Harry." Niall sighed. I felt a jab of sadness. I didn't want to be categorized as a ladies man. The ground was starting to get really slippery. i almost fell, but Niall caught me, a dim smile int he corners of his eyes. "You hear that?" he said. I realized his accent was getting thicker, which means he probably had a few drinks himself. I listened through the rain though, and heard sobbing. We looked at each other real quick, then sped up toward the small, tree infested area. It was a small, random forest. Okay then... "b-blood." niall whispered. I looked down, seeing a small pool of red blood, being infiltrated by the rain. and another. and another... oh shit. "NIALL?" I yelled out suddenly. "So close close close" he repeated. Claustrophobia randomly kicking in. I grabbed him right as he passed out, trying to find the source of the crimson liquid.
(Liam's Point of View)
I honestly don't know what happened- i was feeling upset and decided to get a drink to cool myself down. Rachel had came with me, and now...
well... this is awkward to talk about, even in my own head, but we had both drank quite a bit and we were now in the backseat of Niall's car, making out. i let one of my hand slip under her shirt, trying to get some. "No." she whispered, pulling away. Damn, why are girls so confusing? "Huh?" i said. That's attractive. wow, liam, pimping. Dumbass. "I just... you are the perfect guy... and we both know we will never see eachother again.." She said. I watched her walk out the door. seriously, bitches are complicated. I got out of the car too, and made my way to her. "Rach, you just are so damn sexy..." I whispered in her ear.
(Rachel's point of view)
OH MY GOSH. Liam Payne was trying to seduce me when he was drunk shit. I fought back an intense stream of giggles. "You know what? its just for fun." I said, wrapping my leg around him. I felt a shudder got hrough him when i did this... and er, well lets just say i could tell from a little buddy that he seemed to be 'enjoying this.' WInky wink. He picked me up, and pushed me to a secluded little corner and pressed me against the wall. I felt my hair go down, getting soaked, my white shirt exposing me, but i didn't care. Liam's body heat radiated against the fron tof me, fighting the cold wall behind me. I kissed down him neck, not caring he would probably get a hickey, and he threw his head back. Ilifted back up, our lips touching once more.
"LIAM! OH MY G-D LIAM COME HERE!!!!" I heard Zayn screaming. We looked at eachother, hearing the terror in the normally calm boy's voice. We tore down the street, to where we heard the screaming. Into a wooded area, down a hill. We saw Zayn supporting Niall. HE looked like he was passed out, but he was looking at the ground. We both walked up to him. "CALL 999!" I yelled, seeing the floor.
Blood was everywhere. A crimson blanket covering the trees. The body there was mangled, the neck was thankfully in the right way so it might be alive, but the arms were grotesquely broken, and her skin was ripped, the obvious maker of the blood. In it's hand it held a small knife, which could explain the cuts... the body was scary...
the body was Megan.
