If I Could Fly (( A One Direction Fan Fiction ))

Chapter 9.

Lydia's PoV

I stood clapping as Skylar finished her song, she did amazing! I noticed that the boys were all standing to clap as well. She smiled as she looked around the auditorium. Her eyes fell on something on the opposite side of the theatre, her face dropped, a horrified look appeared on her face.

"Thank you Skyl- Oh!" Mr. Mackenzie was cut off when Skylar ran off the stage, her face buried in her hands.

"Sky!" Niall yelled as he ran towards his sister, The boys and I followed, right on Niall's heels. Skylar didn't respond, instead, she ran past us and out the doors of the theatre, as if she never heard her brother call. Confused, I ran past Niall following Skylar out of the auditorium and into the usually packed halls; I heard the patter of footsteps behind me, knowing that the boys were right behind me.

"Where is she going?" Liam breathed as we followed the fleeing Skylar outside into the school parking lot.

"Skylar! Sky!" Louis yelled after her, we still got no response from her. By now we were all out of breath, I was bent over, placing my hands on my knees. I looked around at the boys, they were all in similar positions. Liam had one hand on his knee and the other on his hip. Niall was bent over with both arms wrapped around his stomach, as if he had been laughing too hard.

"Skylaaarrrr!" Louis cried, as he dramatically fell to his knees, as he did, he raised his head and arms to the sky before screaming to the sky, "Why did you take her cruel world?".

"Stop acting like she's dead, cause she's not." Harry snapped coldly, he was sitting against the chainlink fence, hugging his knees. Louis glared at him.

"I know that!" Louis grumbled, now pouting.

"What on earth did she see that caused her to flee?" Zayn questioned, I shrugged glancing backwards, Zayn was standing there like he had been walking the whole time.

"Who knows?" Niall responded, sounding defeated.

"We should go look for her." Liam suggested.

"Good idea." I responded, Zayn snatched the keys from Louis and disappeared, probably to get the car.

"Wait, let me call her, maybe she'll answer." Niall spoke up. The boys, minus Zayn, and I crowded around Niall as he unlocked his phone, he quickly typed in her number. He put his phone on speaker, holding it close to the middle of the circle. Leaning closer, we all waited with baited breath as we listened to the phone ringing.

"Hi, you've reached Skylar Horan! I'm sorry I missed your call. Leave a message and I'll get back to you soon, bye!" Skylar's voicemail.

I heard the boys groan and mumble curses. Despite the uneventful phone call, we were still huddled together staring at the phone, as if we all focused on the phone it might ring. A car horn sounded behind us, startled I whipped around to find Zayn in the driver's seat of the car next to us.

"Come on, let's go look for her." Zayn spoke, without hesitation the boys all piled into the car.

"You coming Lydia?" Liam asked me, his head poking out from the passengers seat.

"You guys don't have room in the car." I responded shaking my head.

"We can kick Louis out." Niall suggested.

"Nah, we can just scoot over." Louis corrected.

"No, it's fine. I'll look around on foot, see if I can find her. We'll meet at Niall's house at 7:30." I told them. The boys finally gave in, they sighed nodding.

"Be safe Lydia." Liam smiled.

"Good luck." Zayn added, and with that they drove off.

I sighed as I started walking down the sidewalk, as I thought about all places she could be.

"She seemed pretty upset, like when she found out Greg was moving out of the house. We spent the night in our fort." I thought out loud. Then it hit me. I know where my best friend is.

Skylar's PoV

I felt my phone buzzing in my back pocket as I ran. I ignored it. I found myself in the small, yet lush forest, about three and a half blocks from my house.

Looking around, I found myself below the tree fort that Lydia and I wasted away most of our summers in when we were younger. I grabbed onto the splintered wooden ladder, slowly making my way up the ladder, drawing closer to the tree fort; tears still running down my cheeks.

I looked around the abandoned tree house, it was hidden away in the trees (well duh), almost impossible to see with the naked eye. Thus, I was not surprised when I found that the fort was exactly as Lydia and I left it. It was untouched by the outside world for 3 whole years. I hadn't been back here since elementary school.

We didn't build the tree house, we had just stumbled upon it one day, hidden away in the trees. It was unused, forgotten about, so we claimed it as our own.

I closed the door behind me, and crawled into a corner. I hugged my legs as I looked around. There were empty Skittles wrappers on the ground and the table that we some how managed to get up there still had the portable radio and lantern sitting on it. Everything was covered in a thick line of dust.

I attempted to think back, remember all the memories Lydia and I had made here, but I could only think of Dave kissing that girl. This only made me cry more.

I sat in the corner of the tree fort for anyone else would have been an unbearable amount of time. I have no idea how much time has passed.

I dazed in and out of focus, my phone would buzz, ding, and ring; But I ignored it. I couldn't bring myself to do anything else, I was lost in thought. I'd cry, I'd stop, I zoned out, Then I was brought back to reality; Then I did it all over again.

"Skylar?" A familiar voice said my name. I then saw brown hair, and I instantly knew who it was.

I made no noise, hoping that she would leave, but she didn't. Instead, she came in the tree fort. She saw me crying in the corner and was instantly at my side. She hugged me rubbing my shoulder, trying to comfort me. We sat in a comfortable silence for a while, before she spoke.

"Sky, we should get back to your house, you've got your brother worried sick, along with the other boys. We planned to meet back at your house at 7:30. Are you ready to go?" I simply nodded, Lydia helped me up and led me to the ladder. I followed her down, and we walked side-by-side down the overgrown path, back to civilization. Back to my house. Back to the place my heart was broken.

Liam's PoV

I sat on the love seat beside Zayn. Niall, Louis, and Harry were piled on the couch. We all sat in heavy silence, anticipation and worry clouding our minds. The only noise in the otherwise quiet house, was the sound of the clock ticking on the wall. I looked out the living room window, it was now raining, dark angry clouds filled the sky.

"Where's Lydia? She should be here already." Niall breathed, though you could hear the panic in his voice. I looked at the clock, as much as I didn't want to admit it, Niall was right. It was 7:58. Lydia was almost half an hour late.

"Maybe she got caught in the rain." I suggest. Niall groans, as if he disagreed with me.

"Would've you rather have him say, 'oh maybe she and Skylar are dead'?" Zayn questioned, stepping into the conversation. Niall sighed, shaking his head.

"No, I guess not."

"Lydia will show up, with Skylar, I know it." Louis reassured Niall.

As if it was planned, there was then a knock at the door, then followed by a loud clash of thunder.

Harry jumped up, running to open the door. I turned to see who was at the door, it was Lydia; I peered out from the love seat hoping to see Skylar, but from what I could see, she was not there.

I ran off to get a towel for Lydia, who was drenched from walking in the rain. I returned to see not only Lydia, but Skylar too. Her eyes were red and puffy, as if she had been crying.

"Skylar! What happened?" Niall asked.
In response, Skylar dropped to her knees and cried.

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Skylar is back! Will the boys get it out of her? Did they make the private choir?
We may never know...