A World Away.

Zayn Malik and Liam Payne are part of the hottest boy band in the world. They're doing great. Albums and tickets are selling out like a spreading wild fire. Teen girls are all over them. But when a government of Elders takes over the world and molds it into the 'perfect democracy', Liam, Harry, Niall, Louis and Zayn are all flung to the far corners of the world, memories wiped clean of each other. Can Liam, the only one with memory of Zayn and the boys, get things ALL back to normal? Or will they be lost in this erratic dimension forever?


3. The Warning; Part I


The Warning #1: Channel 5 News Cast

Location: Cheshire, England. Specification- Harry Styles' (Old) Home 

Reason Of Location: Holidays


**10:34pm December 23rd, 2012**

Six months. Six horrid months. Horrid for Liam and Zayn, anyway. 

Jumpiness. Paranoia. Sleep apnea. Nausea. You name it, these boys have been through it.

"Help me with this, Z." Niall calls from atop a ladder, the leprechaun was trying to hang holiday decorations. Zayn nearly jumps through the roof.

"Damn it, Niall!" he groans. "Don't do that."

"Do what?" Niall asks. "Honestly, Zayn, you need to pull yourself together!"

"Sorry," the raven-haired boy says, "guess I'm just...a bit nervous."

"About--?" Niall presses.

"I don't know, dude!" Zayn cries, falling backwards on the couch as Niall climbs down from the ladder.

"You and Liam have been this way for months! You two need to tell Simon." Niall says, begrudgingly. 

"No, not Uncle Si. No. Liam and I are fine." Zayn insists.

Niall just sighs and heads into the kitchen. He walks over to Louis and Harry. "Lads, Liam and Zayn are getting way outta hand." Niall says quietly.

"Yeah, I've noticed..." Harry says. "Yesterday, I asked Liam to pass the salt and he jumped so high, I swear, he saw Saturn!" 

Louis nodded. "Yeah, I saw Zayn stuffing blankets between the end of his bedroom door and the floor a few nights ago. Said it was 'Just in case'."

"See what I mean?" Niall whisper-screamed. "It kills me to see them like this. We have to tell Simon."

There was a silence, as if they were letting the suggestion sink in. Louis was the first to decide.

"Ok," he said, "but we can't tell either of them. We'll call Simon in the morning, deal?" he then held out his hand signaling the others to do the same.

"Deal." Harry and Niall said in unison, placing their hands over Louis' outstretched one.


**6:10am December 24th, 2012**

"Why did we have to wake up so early?!" Niall asks, tiredly.

"Hey, this was your genius idea, leprechaun, deal with it." Harry hisses, yawning a second later.

"Hush, you two!" Louis says, annoyed. "We have to do this before Liam wakes up." He then proceeds to pick up the phone dialing the number.

Ring once. Twice. Three times. "Hello?" a groggy Simon answers.

"H-Hello Uncle Si," Louis says, suddenly nervous, "we just thought you should know...Liam and Zayn..."

"Liam and Zayn...? What Louis? Spit it out." Simon said, agitatedly.

"They've been acting pretty weird lately and we're getting pretty concerned." Louis finishes.

"Oh...well..." Simon says. "All right. Bring them to the office in five days if they don't get any better. Ok?"

"Got it. Thanks Uncle Si." Louis says, then they hang up.

"Well?" Niall asks.

"He said to bring them to the office in five days if they don't get any better." Louis informs them.

Harry sighs in relief. "Ok, good."

"Come on, lets go back to bed. God knows with Dumb and Dumber acting the way they are, we're gonna need all the sleep we can get." Louis says, exasperatedly. The others agree and they head straight back to bed.


**7:33am December 24th, 2012

Zayn walked into the flat, quietly. He cautiously stepped around the corner into the hall. The floor boards creaked as he made his way, carefully into the room the man had said was his. He opened the door with great cautiousness. Stepping inside, he shut the door with a soft *click*. He walked over to the abandoned nightstand, pulling out the drawer. He saw a single book in the small compartment. He carefully lifted the little, leather-bound book and sat on the dusty mattress. He opened the book and saw pictures of him and a man he'd never seen before. There was one of him and three others, one of which he had seen before. He saw one of him, and the lad that seemed to appear most, sitting on a red leather couch on, what looked like, a stage. He was very close to the man, like they were some sort of item but he didn't know him. Then all at once memories started to flow back. Liam, the man's name was Liam. They were best friends. And they were in a band, One Direction. They had three other best mates, Niall, Louis, and Harry. But one memory hit him the hardest. Not only were they best mates and lived together, but Zayn was also in love with Liam. Head-over-heels in love, to be exact. He knew something had to be done and fast. He dropped the book and headed towards the door. Swinging the front door open, a bright white light shined into his eyes and--

Zayn woke up, sweaty and shaking. He looked over at his clock. 

7:54am it read. 'That was the worst nightmare I've ever had!' Zayn thought. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes and threw off his blankets. He stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen. Liam was standing there drinking a glass of water. Zayn didn't expect to see him there and yelped. Well, Liam wasn't expecting Zayn to be awake so early and gasped, causing water to make it's way into his lungs. He coughed and coughed but couldn't seem to get it up. Zayn saw Liam choking and ran over.

"Li! Li are you ok?!" he shouted. Liam didn't move, he had even stopped coughing. "WAKE UP, DAMN IT!" Zayn shouted. Then he remembered the baby sitting classes his mother made him and Whaliya take when he was thirteen. He began chest compressions.

"1...2...3...4...5...6..." he whispered to himself. Finally, Liam coughed and spit out the water.

Zayn sighed and gave Liam a towel. Liam took it gratefully and hugged Zayn. Zayn hugged back and smiled. "Sorry." he muttered.

"'t's ok." Liam said. They stood up and looked at each other.

"Uh...I should go..." Zayn says, walking to the bathroom to shower. He started the water and let it run over his skin for a while. He started to cleanse his body and hair singing 'Little Things' quietly.


Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me,

But bare this in mind, it was meant to be.

And I'm joinin' up the dots with the freckles on you cheeks,

And it all makes sense to me.

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile,

You never love your stomach or your thighs,

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine,

But I love them endlessly.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,

But I do, 

It's you, 

Oh, it's you they add up to,

I'm in love with you and all these little things.

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea,

Maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep.

And all those conversations, 

Are the secrets that I keep,

Though it makes no sense to me.

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape,

And you never want to know how much you weigh.

You still have to squeeze into your jeans,

But your perfect to me.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,

But if I do,

It's you,

Oh, it's you they add up to,

I'm in love with you and all these little things.

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you,

You'll never treat yourself right, Darlin' but I want you to,

If I let you know I'm here for you,

Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you.


And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth,

Because it's you,

Oh, it's you,

It's you they add up to.

And I'm in love with you and all these little things.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth,

But if I do,

It's you,

Oh, it's you they add up to,

I'm in love with you and all these

Little Things.

Zayn finished his shower and shut the water off. He got out and dried off, wrapping a towel around himself.

"Let's see today is..." Zayn said to himself. He looked over at the clock and saw 12:24:2012 written under 'Date'. "Shit!" Zayn cussed, running into his room.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked from the hall. The Doncaster boy had just woken up, or so Zayn though.

"I uh..." Zayn said. "I uh...have to...get something." He threw on his black skinny jeans, a 'Guns-n-Roses' tee and headed for the door.

"Zayn!" Louis called.

"What?!" Zayn answered.

"Jacket!" Louis yelled throwing him his leather jacket.

"Thanks!" Zayn yelled, pulling it on. Then he was out the door, in the car and headed straight for the local 'Timex' store, in the mall.

Zayn was out to pick up Liam's Christmas gift, a Rolex watch with a band of pure silver. Zayn had already gotten the others gifts. He'd gotten Louis three new striped shirts and six pairs of suspenders. He'd gotten Harry a new kitten shirt that said 'I speak cat'. and he'd gotten Niall a new beer mug that said 'Irish and proud. Now kiss me'. Zayn chuckled thinking of the last one. 

He pulle into a spot and pulled up his hood, putting on his sunglasses. He'd found out that if people don't see your eyes, they won't know who you are. That is if he covers his signature quiff.

He walked into the mall and maneuvered his way to the targeted store.

"Good day, sir. What can i do for you?" the man behind the counter, who's name tag read 'Zack', said.

"Uh...I'm just picking up." Zayn said in his best American accent.

"Ok, sir. Name?" Zack said, typing something into the computer.

"Uh...Jeremy Johnson." Zayn said, using his cover up name.

Zack looked up and gave a discreet nod. "Of course, sir. Right this way."

The people who worked at the stores had to know who he really was because, lets face it, he can change his name all he wants, it still won't change the name on his credit card.

Once they were in the back room, the door closed tightly, Zack took a package off a shelf and held it out to Zayn. "Here you are, Mr. Malik."

"Thank you so much." Zayn said, taking the prepaid package out of the store. He walked through the mall narrowly missing a vender cart on a sharp corner. As he was gaining his balance, somebody walked into him and knocked off his shades. He scrambled to get them, but it was too late.

"OH MY GOD! IT'S ZAYN MALIK, FROM ONE DIRECTION!" someone yelled. And that's all it took for all hell to break loose. Screaming, fainting, running, even crying fans chased poor Zayn all the way to the front entrance of the mall. He dashed out and made a break for the car. A stray fan grabbed his arm, making him drop the watch. "NO!" Zayn cried, stopping dead in his tracks. He picked up the package and shook it. 'Still in one piece.' he thought, with relief. Then he realized why he was running in the first place and jumped in his car, speeding all the way back to the house.


Zayn pulled up and a few fans had actually followed him home. He dashed through the front door and slammed it, locking it tightly.

"Zayn?" someone called. Liam.

"Yeah, I'm home." Zayn said, trying to catch his breath.

Liam came downstairs and looked at Zayn. "You ok?" he asked.

"Yeah, fine. Just got mobbed. No big deal." Zayn replied.

"Mobbed?!" Louis called from the living room. He hopped the rail and looked at Zayn, shortly followed by a concerned Niall, eating chicken, and a worried Harry in his underwear.

"Are you all right?" Liam asked, just as concerned as the others, if not more so.

"I'm fine. Really, you guys, I'm ok." Zayn assured them.

"Ok..." Harry said slowly.

"You sure you're all right, mate?" Niall asked, starting to follow Harry, who was already going back upstairs.

"Yeah, leprechaun, I'm ok." Zayn chuckled, shooing Niall up the stairs. Louis shrugged and followed the others.

"Why were you out?" Liam asked.

"I just had to pick something up from the mall." Zayn shrugged going back upstairs.

Liam sighed and followed. It was late and they still had to eat.


After dinner and placing presents under the tree, the boys went to their rooms to sleep.

Zayn was excited to have Liam open his gift the next day. Liam had been wanting a new watch for a while and Zayn was glad it was him who got to give it to him.




AN: Ok, so i didn't really get to the point in this chapter but i hope you liked it :/ but thats why its PART I! lol. anyway the contest is still on! i need niall's wife! Please enter, IT COULD BE YOU!  ok thanks for reading my new chapter! please review!

~Anna O.o








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