Chapter One: Identifying the Body
London, UK Scotland Yard Medical Examiner's officeA tall dark haired man, about 20 was standing by his friend in the Scotland Yard Medical Examiner's office. His friend who stands at about 5'9, has light brown almost caramel hair, one was looking at the face of what used to be a beautiful girl that d now lying on a which is usually up in a quiff. The shorter table in the me's office. The other had know idea how to express his sadness but was worried that the shorter was unsure of who she was.
"How did she die," the shorter man asks.
"Gunshot to the chest," the medical examiner replies calmly.
"Louis, are you sure it's her," the dark haired one asks.
"Positive," the one named Louis replies.
"Is that all," the other asks her.
"Yes," she replies before the two of them walk out.
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"Zayn, what if it wasn't her but someone that looked like her," Louis asks once they get outside.
"Do you want me to drive," Zayn asks avoiding Louis's question.
"You're avoiding my question," Louis says.
"It was her," Zayn replies.
"Now do you want me to drive or not," he continues.
"Yes, but how can you be sure it was her," he asks.
"Just trust me okay," Zayn says as they both get into the car.
"Okay I will," Louis says, then Zayn's phone goes off. Zayn pulls his phone out of his leather jacket pocket before clicking the accept button that had shown up on the screen.
"Zayn Malik," he answers not looking at the caller ID.
"Was it her? Please say no, please," Hannah pleads.
"I can't, Hannah. It was her Louis and I both know that," Zayn replies sadly. He can hear Hannah sob quietly.
"Why aren't you crying," she asks between sobs.
"Because one of us has to stay strong," he replies as he parks in front of Louis's apartment building. Zayn hears a rustling on the other end of the call.
"Zayn, hurry back I might not be able to comfort Hannah," Niall says sadly, referring to the fact that Zayn was always good at comforting people.
"We just pulled up. Bye Ni," Zayn says.
"Bye, Zayn," Niall says before hanging up. Louis gets out and runs into the building. Zayn puts his phone in his pocket and gets out slowly. He closes his door and goes over to the door and walks in. He looked at the receptionist.
"He took the stairs," she replies looking slightly shocked. Zayn nods then goes over to the stairs. He starts running when he gets through the door.
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Zayn was hardly out of breath when he walked into Louis's apartment. He looked around for a second. "He went into his room," Niall says.
"And Hannah," Zayn asks looking at him.
"In the guest room," he replies looking worried. Zayn walks out of the living room and towards the guest room. He knocks on the door three times.
"Hannah," Zayn asks to the door since she had not answered. He hesitates slightly before opening the door. Hannah, was lying face down crying. She was wearing Hollister jeans and an Aeropostale t-shirt.
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