Haunted - One Direction FanFic (Book 1)

Chapter 4 - Lost Puzzle Piece

Heya! So me and my friend are kind of depressed today and trying to sort out shit about boys and she said my story would cheer her up so this is dedicated to her! And no, Maisie, I do not want to kill you. Remember, there are good days and bad days, and no matter what there'll always be someone who understands. Please read her story, it's called Beautiful, and it's a Louis Tomlinson/OneDirection Fan Fiction. It's great. Ta-ta for now!

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*Caitlin's POV*

   We just sat there talking in the dark. Liam had finally stopped crying, and had told me about what happened to him. He hadn't been moving at his own command, it had been like he wasn't in control. And the voice, giving him instructions. I didn't think he was mad, as he did. And even if he was, how would he have known about this specific room? But, whatever was going on, it scared me.
   'Cake?' Liam asked.
   'Yeah, Bambi?' I called him Bambi because of his eyes.
   'I'm so sorry, for all of this,' he said quietly.
   'Don't be. Whoever - or whatever - brought us here was using you. You didn't have a choice. And there's no point wishing it didn't happen, because it did, and we can't change that.'
   I found his hand through the darkness and took a tight hold of it. He squeezed my hand reassuringly, sending tingles up my arm.
   'Are you scared, Li?' I asked.
   'Terrified.'
   I nodded even though he couldn't see me. 'Me too.'
   A few minutes of silence passed, before he spoke again.
   'If you could change one thing about this situation what would you change? And you'd still have to be here. Both of us.
   I sighed, blushing a bit. 'I wouldn't be a virgin,' I aswerwed truthfully.
   'Why?' He sounded surprised.
   'Because if I die, I don't want to die a virgin.'
   He sighed. 'I wish I could reassure you,' he said. 'But I honestly don't have a clue how this will end.'
   I hummed in agreement. 'At least I get to spend my last minutes with you.'
   'Hey, Caitlin?'
   'Yeah?'
   'You don't have to die a virgin.'
   'Wha-?' I was cut off by a pair of lips crashing against mine. Liam was kissing me! And I was kissing back! The kiss was filled with love, lust and passion. He pulled me on top of him, and he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I gladly...
   I pulled away suddenly.
   'What?' he asked me nervously.
   'I thought I heard something.'

*Liam's POV*

   'What?' I asked, feeling suddenly nervous.
   'I thought I heard something,' she said.
   'Like what?'
   'Like...'
   There was a loud crash as something smashed agaist the wall next to our heads.
   'Shit!' I yelled, pulling a whimpering Caitlin away. I heard her moving, and then she took her phone from her jeans pocket. She had forgotten it was still recording. She shone the light over the ground, and we both gasped at the same time.
   'The china doll,' she said simply.
   The door flew open and I felt overjoyed as I saw some faint light. But then I heard a choking noise. My gaze flew to find Caitlin being dragged across the ground by... nothing. I scrambled after her as she was dragged out of the room. Just as I thought I could reach her, the door slammed shut again.
   I started trying to knock the door down, letting my tars fall freely. I called her name repeatedly, but got no answer until my seventeenth shout.
   Which was answered by a blood-curdling scream.
   'Caitlin...' I whispered.

*Louis' POV*

   We stood there, the silence crashing down on us. It was worse that the screa,. No one spoke. Our eyes were wide, fear etched on all our faces.
   Questions raced through my mind, with only very vague answers. Where were the two? Nobody knew. What had happened to Caitlin? Something really, really bad. Was the scream because of something to do with Liam? Possibly. Were either of them hurt? Probably.
   I shook my head, clearing the thoughts. I couldn't think like that. To distract myself, I looked around at the others. They all seemed to be waking up from their shocked stupors, as I was.
   'We need to find them,' Harry said, looking straight at me. I nodded, looking back to everyone else, who were all silently agreeing.
   'We should go in pairs,' I said, taking Liam's place as the dad. 'The more groups, the bigger the chance of finding them. But no one goes alone.'
   I'll go with Ellie,' Harry said, his voice sounding dull. 'You go with Maisie, Zayn with Perrie and Niall with Meg.'
   We all split up into our twos. I was about to walk over to Maisie's when Harry pulled me into a hug.
   'Be careful, man,' he said.
   'You too.' It was clear that we both regretted our fight, especially now. We let go of each other, going our seperate ways, heading off into the dark corridors. I vaguely heard Zayn shouting for us to get back to the big room in an hour, before the darkness swallowed us completely. After that, the only sounds were our own footsteps echoing through the building. Well, I hoped they were only echoes.

*Meg's POV* (ooh, unexpected! no? oh, well, ok)

   I held Niall's hand as we went into the darkness, the only light coming from the cameras on our phones. We had to record it to keep the light constant, as neither of us had torch apps. Why did no one think to bring real torches? Did we think there would be an endless suply of electric lights and hot baths? Maybe. I didn't remember much from the time just before we came here: it was only the day before, but it felt as if we'd been here an eternity.
   I could neither see nor hear anything unusual, but I couldn't decide if that was good or bad. I think it actually scared me more that it was silent. The movie Silent House (one of the freakiest movies EVER) kept popping into my mind. It reminded me that I wasn't safe in this place, ever, no matter what.
   I took another step and kicked something. Niall stopped and let go of my hand, leaving it feeling cold and empty. Stooping down to pick whatever it was I'd kicked, I heard him gasp.
   'What is it Nialler? I asked, fear taking over me. He stood up, giving me no answer. Worry engulfed me.
   'Niall?' He turned around, holding up a black blackberry mobile phone. I could see the wallpaper on the cracked screen: a picture of Liam and Caitlin hugging.
   'It's her mobile,' he said, mouth gaping, eyes wide. 'It's Caitlin's phone.'
   I stared at the phone in disbelief. The screen was smashed but it clearly still worked. She must've dropped it when... when whatever happened, happened.
   'Do you think we'll find them, Niall?' I asked him.
   'I don't know. But we can't leave without them. They're like missing puzzle pieces, and you can't complete a puzzle with missing pieces.'
   I sighed. 'Whenever I've lost a puzzle piece, I never find it again.'
   My best friend shook his head. 'There's a first time for everything.'
   'But what if the first time isn't meant to happen this way? What if this isn't meant to be the first time?'
   He shrugged. 'I don't know. I just don't know.'

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Yeah, so incase anyone hasn't figured it out yet, I'm Caitlin, yes, Caitlin is a real person, as is everyone else in this story, but I might've already mentioned it. And yes, I'm in love with Liam Payne. Sad, right? I'm not even exagerating, I am, legit, in love with him. And I didn't want to write about anyone else getting hurt, and I don't mind if I do, so I'm the one everyone's worried about. Yay! Today me and Maisie have basically been sitting around crying about boys and One Direction, and she said she wanted me to update because it would make her happy, so I did. Talk about pressure! I'm joking, it's not really pressurising, I love writting! Woo, I sound so fun! *le sarcasm*
Ta-ta for now!