Chapter Three
Harry’s pov
“LIAM, LIAM!” I yell knocking on Liam’s front door while ringing his doorbell, “LIAM OPEN UP”
“Dude, chill” I hear Liam say, hearing his feet step into the doors way.
“Quicker Liam”
“What’s up?” Liam says opening up the door for me as I walk in.
“Zayn, he still is nowhere to be found. How are we going to perform Tuesday without him? I am not performing without Zayn, none of us are”
“Listen, we have all day today, and all day tomorrow to find him. He won’t be that far. Come in I have a plan”
“Alright, great”
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Alex’s pov
“So you have no idea what happened?” I ask before taking another sip from my tea.
“Nope. I know some things, but I lost the last two days”
“Maybe someone put something into your drink?”
“Don’t know, can’t remember”
“Indeed, sorry” I say and play a bit with the spoon that’s in my tea.
“I don’t know, but maybe we could go to some doctor or anything? I mean, I would like to know what happened”
“Yeah, sure, that’s fine with me. My GP will probably help you a long way, I hope…”
I grab my keys, phone and take Yaser with me to my GP.
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Harry’s pov
“This girl she saw him at half past two, around Nando’s at ClinkStreet. She is the last one who has seen him” Liam says pointing at his laptop screen.
“Don’t make it sound like he is dead. Don’t make me insecure”
“Sorry”
“Wait, here is someone who saw him this morning”
“Where?”
“No time, come quick”
I grab Liam’s car keys and take him with me to his car. I jump behind the wheel and start to motor before Liam is even fully in the car.
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Alex’s pov
Yaser and I made it to the GP, who made clear that Yaser was just really drunk, which is why he can’t remember anything. So which gives me another reason why alcohol is fucking stupid.
Yaser and I end up at Panda Express because we were both hungry as hell. We order something to eat and a drink and sit down at a window table.
“I am really sorry you know, for… me” Yaser says when we’ve sat down.
“It is no problem. I can imagine it would suck for you, not knowing where your stuff is and what you’ve done”
“True, true”
“But we’ll sort it out”
“That would be great”
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Zayn’s pov/Yaser’s pov
Don’t think I’m lying about everything, cause I’m actually not. I really have no idea what happened, where my stuff is, or where I am supposed to be today. I can’t remember going out last night or what we were about to do, I can’t even remember meeting Alex, or hitting my head to her table. If I had my keys I’d go home, but they were with my wallet, which I lost. I don’t think Perrie is home… wait, Perrie. I can’t be seen with Alex, they’ll think I’m cheating on Perrie, and I don’t want people to think that cause I’m not.
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Stay Real - z.m.
Fanfiction*COMPLETED*Stay real, one thing you should never forget. Be yourself no matter what. Don’t act like someone you are not. Stay true to, not only yourself, but to everyone you know. Don’t lie about who you are, or what you do. Just stay real. Can't be...
