Chapter 12

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*Zayns POV*

     It was four in the morning here in Canada when my phone buzzed on my nightstand with a call from Eleanor coming in. Why was she calling me this early in the morning? "Hello?" I answered groggily, rubbing my face to wake me up. "El, El calm down. What happened?" She was speaking really fast and she sounded like she was crying a little. She slowed down and repeated what she said. I shot straight up in bed, my heart stopped and I couldn't breath. "What do you mean she's missing?" I was shaking, hardly able to hold onto the phone. "We went clubbing the other night and we both got really drunk and I woke up and she's not here" She sobbed. "Did you check our house? Have you called her?" I questioned her. "Yes, Yes I've looked at your house, I've called a thousand times and she won't answer. Zayn I'm so sorry it's all my fault" She cried more. I tried to console her, but I couldn't speak. "El, listen to me, It's not your fault okay? Do me a favor and call the police, I'll talk to you later, yeah?" I sputtered out. She agreed and we hung up. I continued sitting in bed, shaking, tears falling from my eyes. She couldn't be missing, this wasn't happening to me. "Mate are yo- Oh my god whats wrong?" Niall walked into my room and found me covering my face with my hands. "Liza" I started, but the sound of her name made me brake down even more. "Liza what?" concern spread across his face. "She's missing" I looked up at him. His blue eyes grew to the size of gumballs and his mouth dropped. "Wh-what do you mean shes missing?" He asked shaking his head. "What do you mean what do I mean? She's gone!" I yelled, startling him. He got up from the bed and stood there staring at me. "I-I'm sorry" I whispered. "S'ok mate. " He sat back down and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Just then the rest of the boys walked in, surprised looks covered their faces when they saw my current state. Niall took them out into the hall and told them everything, I could hear them. 

     I picked up my phone and dialed Liza's number and listened to it ring seven times before going to voicemail. The sound of her beautiful voice made my eyes water again and I hung up, not able to listen any more. The news of Liza's disaperance was all over the news, facebook, twitter, and tumblr. It was best for me to just turn everything off, but I needed to keep up with the news just in case. I talked to Eleanor again. She said the police and even the FBI were now involved and they promise to bring her home safely. As comforting as that sounded, I wouldn't believe anything until she was here in my arms. 

     The boys and I sat around the TV in the hotel lobby in silence, watching the headlines scroll by. "I need to find her" I said blankly. "We will mate, don't worry" Harry patted me on the back. "No, I need to find her, myself." I stood up. They only stared at me with confused expressions, then Louis spoke up, "You can't just go out by yourself. Where will you go?" I shook my head, "I don't know, but I won't stop until I find her that's for damn sure" I picked up my jacket and turned to leave, but Carol, our manager stopped me. "You're not going anywhere" She sat me back down on the couch and took my jacket. "I know how much she means to you, but you're in the middle of your tour right now, you can't just leave" She shrugged. "First of all she's not just another girlfriend that I've had, she's my fiancee!" my voice was getting louder, but I didn't care, "Second, How do you expect me to move on with the tour knowing that the one I love could be dead!" My voice cracked at the last part. I didn't even want to think about that being a possibility right now. Carol placed her hand gently on my shoulder to console me, but all I did was shake it off. "Listen, Zayn, we have the FBI on it and the police, we will find her. But for now I need you to take a deep breath and go to bed, you have a show tomorrow." She patted my arm and walked away. The rest of the boys turned away as if they hadn't heard a thing. I can't believe them, how could they not back me up on this one? "I'm going to bed" I muttered and turned away from them, not waiting for a reply. 

     I layed in bed and staired at the ceiling thinking of Liza. I tried her cell one more time, only getting voicemail again. "I will find you" I said to the picture of her on my phone, "I promise" I whispered and lightly kissed the screen before putting the phone onto my bed side table. I rolled over onto my side and staired out the window, looking at the stary night sky. "I love you" I mouthed and closed my eyes, only to dream of Liza. 

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