Snow days mean update days :) Yayy for Snowmagedon 2015!
Zayn didn't see Heather leave the small hospital room. He was too focused on his ex-girlfriend, new found friend, to notice the dark haired girls hasty exit. Gabby was wrecked, the shock of the moment finally giving way to the agony she was feeling and Zayn was hitting the call button repeatedly for someone to administer the poor girl pain meds. What she had told him was enough to make his stomach flip and curl in on itself.
According to Gabby, who was finally being given large doses of pain meds, she and Harry had been at Harry's apartment just hanging out when there was someone beating on the door. Before anyone could get up to answer it the men had burst in and were grabbing her and Harry, promptly leading them to a waiting car and shoving bags over their heads.
When the car stopped moving about twenty minutes later, she said they were drug from the car and she could hear someone, later to be discovered as Sydney, tell the men who held Gabby and Harry to leave them alone. Once the two newcomers were safely bound the bags were removed and out walked a man.
Carson, she had seen him at the Underground fights before, was always well dressed and his smile could melt metal with the amount of poison he packed in it. He filled the captives in as to the terms of his "agreement" with Zayn and Heather. When Louis tried to be tough and tell him that Zayn would save them Carson had one of his goons punch him hard. Every time one of the boys mouthed off either they got hit or the girls would.
In the boys' defense Carson kept provoking them.
"Zayn?" Sydney called him back from his recollection of Gabby's recounting of the events and he looked at his girlfrie- Heather's best friend. She looked better than Gabby, less bleak looking but Sydney was a tough cookie, she was dating Louis so obviously she could hold her own. "Have you seen Heather?" The blond asked and yawned, having dozed off briefly from the pain medication.
Zayn looked about the room, panic seizing him when Heather wasn't there. He dashed out of the girls' room and down to Niall's where Liam was just returning to. "Have you seen Heather?" Zayn asked in a breathless spout of syllables. Liam shook his head and gave Zayn a questioning look before the coffee he had been holding clattered to the white washed floor of the hospital and they both raced into Niall's room to find the blond alone and still asleep.
A sob choked its way into Zayn's throat when he saw three pieces of paper folded under Niall's hand. He pulled them free with a slight tug and tears gathered as he read the names attached to each. Heather had ended up writing many more than two letters. She wrote one to Sydney, one to Niall, Harry, Curtis and the police. She also wrote one to Zayn and one to her father, these were sizabley longer than the others. Heather must have been in a hurry, having only been missing for about twenty minutes. She had just ducked out the front door when Zayn ran down to Niall's room.
Her last time seeing Zayn was a picture of him in a total panic. All because of her. But she hoped that her letters would help, though she knew they wouldn't. She just had to hope that Harry and Louis could be saved before Zayn tried to stop her. Only forty minutes left to get to the warehouse. Heather hailed a cab and quickly told the man the address, laughing at the not funny realization that she was probably going to die in Zayn's hoodie and sweats.
As her cab drove her towards her death she could imagine Zayn in her head, reading the letter she had written to him. Would he hear her voice when he reads it? Will he be angry with her?
My Zayn,
I don't know if I can actually call you mine and I am sad that I will never find out if I could or not but I hope you will let me this one time. Please don't be angry with me, or blame yourself because you and I both know I would have done this in the end. Hopefully by the time you read this I will have already done what cannot be undone and Harry and Louis will be safe.
I love you Zayn. I do. I never realized it until today but I love you more than I ever thought possible and I wish I had been able to say this in person but it would appear that the Universe or God or whatever has other plans. I love you Zayn, you deserve a long, love filled life and hopefully you can have this again. You will fall in love with an amazing girl and won't remember me within a year. I will always watch over you though, make sure you stay safe and sound. I can't even begin to describe how hard it is for me to knowingly leave you behind but this is my mess to clean up.
Live long, love lots and let me go.
Love, Heather
Zayn's eyes fogged over with tears, he crumpled the paper in his hand and cursed the black haired beauty he had let snag his heart. He loved Heather, loves her with his whole heart and won't let her go that easily. Liam was watching anxiously as the boy he has known for years came undone and didn't know how to respond when Zayn gave him a hug that felt more like a goodbye than a see ya later. Zayn wrote down a phone number and told Liam to call it and explain to his mum and sisters what happened if he doesn't hear from Zayn in a few days.
Liam tried to object but Zayn was out the door and went to say goodbye to Gabby and Sydney, promising them both to bring their lovers back to them and vowing to be with his until the very end.
He raced across town, Heather having a thirty minute head start and in twenty minutes one of his best friends could be dead or the girl he loves could be dead. Zayn wasn't sure what he was going to do but he wasn't going to sit anymore. He pulled out the false bottom of his glove compartment, when one is in the Underground you always have a gun and Zayn pulled his handgun out. He wasn't going to go down without a solid fight. He would have to get another gun for Heather because whether he liked it or not she was going to be fighting this fight with him.
They would go down together or they aren't going down at all.
AHHH why!! All Time Low song reference, sorta paraphrased but yea :)
Love you guys -Meg:)
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