Followed by death(One Direction Fan-Fiction Sequel)

Chapter III

Chapter Three

"CONSCIENCE IS NO MORE THAN THE DEAD SPEAKING TO US."

-Jim Carroll

A camera shutter clicked as the private investagator snapped a picture of the scene. I watched as the man with a small notepad wrote down some notes as Harry spoke to him. I stood in the hall by the stairs, leaning against the wall when I heard footsteps come up. Looking at the stairs I saw Gemma, Robin and Anne. Anne's eyes lit up, Gemma gasped and Robin just stood there. Anne stopped in front of me, "Where's Harry!?" She sounded frightened.

I pointed behind her. Anne spun around and went to hug Harry from behind. He almost fell onto the floor. Robin went over there, too. Gemma went to ask Niall and Liam what was going on. I walked down the stairs and out of the building. In front of it were blue chrysanthemum flowers and orange opals. Also evergreen trees and sme regular ones that lost their leaves. I walked over to the side of it. Zayn stood there with a ciggarette in his hand. He looked at me as he held it up to his mouth. "Hey." he said.

"How come you're out here?" I ask as he opened his mouth and smoke came out.

"I think I can ask you the same thing." He replied.

I shrugged. "Why do you smoke, Zayn?"

Zayn held the cigarette between his fingers as his cheeks filled with smoke. He let it out. "Some say it relieves stress. One day I thought I'd try it."

I nod, "Does it really?" I ask him another question. He shrugs. "Can I try?" I look at him. He had it in his mouth and a lighter in his hands. He held the fire from the lighter up to his ciggarette and turned the lighter off.

"If I do let you, you can only smoke this one time. And you can't become addicted to it-"

"Zayn, I'm not a baby." I joked. " 'I don't need no babysitter.' "

" 'You do too.' " He finished the quote from the movie "Stand By Me" when Teddy wanted to dodge the train but Chris yanked him off the track.

I grabbed the cigarette examined it for a second. I held it between my index and middle finger. I look at Zayn, "Go on." He said.

I took deep breath and my lips around the top of the cigarette. I inhaled through my mouth waited for my cheeks to fill with smoke. Removing the cigarette from my mouth, I let out the smoke. I coughed a few times. Zayn patted my back. I watched it dissapear into the air. I let out a chuckle. "You sure this is your first time?" He joked. I handed him the cigarette.He said it relieved stress. And it kind of did.

He took a whiff then handed it back to me. I smoked it once more until a ringing came from my pocket of my jean jacket. Giving Zayn back the cigarette, I reached into it and pulled out the red and black iPhone. The screen read "Hazza." I opened the text message.

Hazza-

Where r u? I need u!!

Me-

lol okay on my way. lets all spend the night at my place tonight. eat pizza watch a movie and stuff.

Hazza-

Sounds like plan. ill tell niall and liam u tell zayn. Hurry!!!!

I put the phone back in my jean jacket pocket. "Um the boys wanted to get together at my place tonight and if you want to come-"

"I'm most definitely coming tonight. I'll bring the drinks." Zayn said, heading back inside.

"Okaay." I said to myself following behind him.

When we hit the corner of the building we heard Paul and detective Langford. I yank Zayn by his hood and pull him back. "Why'd you do-!"

"Shush!" I put my hand over his mouth. I peaked around the corner.