*2 Months Later*
"Courtney, it’s been two months, I doubt we'll find her." I sighed as Courtney typed away on her laptop, and Zayn was studying maps that were all spread out in front of him on the coffee table.
"If you keep talking that way of course we won’t find her! It’s my fault in the first place!" Zayn hissed venomously. Out of all of us, Zayn had been the one to take these last for months the hardest especially seeing that he kept blaming himself for what happened. Even after weeks and weeks of trying to convince him that what had happened wasn't his fault he still went on almost weeks without sleep until the exhaustion finally overtook him. We wouldn't allow Zayn out on our daily searches around the city seeing that being chased by a herd of girls wasn't very productive.
"Courtney, I think that maybe we should ease up on the search. The boys and I are leaving for our next tour in only a week and I don’t know about you, but I would like to spend my week with you.” Harry sighed rubbing Courtney’s shoulders. I watched from the corner of my eye as her busy fingers stopped typing for a moment, and she lifted her gaze to Harry’s eyes. I knew that Harry wasn't an idiot and he had finally gotten her to agree to relax a bit.
"Fine. Only because you're leaving.” Courtney responded shutting off her laptop and placing it on the far end of the couch were either her or Harry were sitting.
"Thank you!" Harry exclaimed while pulling a very tired Courtney into his arms and hugging her as if he hadn't seen her in weeks. I guess in a way you could say that we had all disappeared along with Sam. Courtney and Zayn seemed spend all their time either looking online or at maps during the day and then searching the streets during the night. “Now get changed, we're going on a date!"
"But what if I said no..." Courtney said raising an eyebrow at Harry who looked a tiny bit hurt at her statement.
"I would have forced you anyways." Harry smiled sweetly before standing up and waiting for Courtney to stand up as well so he could lead her to the bedroom the two had been sharing for the last few months. After a few seconds of what I am guessing was mental debating Courtney finally just sighed and followed Harry. When the two disappeared it was only me and Zayn who remained in the silent and very awkward living room with only the sound of the maps being moved could be heard. Niall was out with Liam and Abby who had decided that maybe a quick movie and lunch would help the boredom that he had been feeling while being locked up in the flat without my attention. Louis was out with some friends who had come to London to visit, which left talking to Zayn as my only option. The past few weeks I had learned to keep the communication between us to a minimal seeing that anytime we talked we always ended up arguing.
“Would you like a cup of tea or coffee?” I asked while standing up and stretching a bit to get the stiffness out of my muscles.
“A glass of water is fine.” He answered not even bothering to look up at me from the maps. I knew that trying to get anything else out of him was hopeless seeing that since Sam disappeared he never really talked to me anymore.
"Look Zayn I know that you blame for Sam's disappearance b-" I start only to interrupted by Zayn.
"But let me guess it wasn't your fault that you saw who took her, but didn't do anything to help her." He spat out a bit too harshly.
"Zayn, look! I have tried so hard these last few weeks to try and just let you be pissed off at me, but it's not my fault she went missing!" I shout finally fed up with the fact he kept blaming me.
"You were the last one to see her! You could have saved her! You could have prevented all this from happening, but you didn't! You let the girl that finally showed me any sort of compassion get kidnapped by her psycho ex!" He screamed standing up and looking down at me with anger flaring clearly in his eyes.
“I didn’t know I am so-”
“What is with all the screaming out here?” Courtney demanded as she walked into the living room now completely changed into a nice dress with a pair of black flats.
“Nothing, I am heading to bed.” I said before weaving my way past Courtney and thankfully avoiding running into Harry before walking into my room and locking the door behind me.
“You are an inconsiderate asshole who need to calm the fuck down.” Those were the first words I hear when after a nice three hour long nap I had been awaken by the scream from the living room. “I know you’re upset because Sam is missing, but that is no reason to be such an asshole to her! She’s been trying to help you, Zayn. She feels just as guilty as you are making her feel, she knows that she should have questioned why Sam was talking to that stranger. She knows that she had the power to do something, but she didn’t. She knows, but screaming and making her feel like utter shit isn’t going to bring Sam back!”
“Niall, when the person you care about goes missing and you find out someone had the power to save them but didn’t, then you can come and scream at me all you want. Until then either help me find Sam or stay the hell out of my way.” Zayn shouted before the loud slam of the door was heard.
“Locking yourself in your room wasn’t going to keep us away, I seriously hope you didn’t think I didn’t have a key to your room.” I heard Courtney speak up from the doorway.
“No, but it kept them out for a bit didn’t it?” I said almost cringing at how raspy and horrible my voice sounded from the lack of use of it in the last three hours.
“He’s just worried because he’s in love with her and he doesn’t have anything else to release his anger on, but considering that ‘lovely’ chat that Niall just had with him. I don’t think that Zayn will be bothering you much anymore.” Courtney said laying down next to me and staring at the ceiling that had captured my attention a good five minutes ago. “Niall really loves you if he’s willing to shout at his own best friend like he just did. He was pretty upset when he found that the door was locked and then was just plain out furious when Zayn told him it was because he had yelled at you.”
“I know, I got extremely lucky.” I said smiling up at the ceiling knowing that I was literally one of the luckiest girls on the planet. “How was your date with Harry?” I asked wanting the subject of this conversation completely off me.
“It was nice, a bit hard to relax when one of your closest friends is missing and is probably still in the hands of her psychotic ex-boyfriend.” Courtney said only slightly smiling.
“We’ll find her, Courtney. I know we will.” I reassured, but I knew that at even Courtney was slowing losing hope that we would ever find her friend. After that short conversation we fell silent just staring at the ceiling as if it held the solution to all our problems, until there was a soft knock from the door before someone appeared in the door way.
“Hey.” Niall softly soft almost a bit afraid to disturbing the somewhat calming silence that had been surrounding us.
“I’ll leave you two alone.” Courtney spoke up while getting up and stopping next to Niall while whispering something in his ear to which he only nodded in response to. Before Courtney smiled and left the room shutting the door behind her as she walked out.
Long time no see.
I have been really busy lately and suffering a horrible case of writer’s block. Courtney actually had to start this chapter off for me. So…THANK YOU COURTNEY(:
So it has been decided that this book will part of a 5 part series…yay? This book will be ending…well soon. Eventually…
We haven’t really come up with a name for the series but we’ll think about it and get back to you about it.
Now if you excuse me I must be off to go scream at my dad that yelling at the TV isn’t nice and that just because he screams at the football players (soccer players) does not mean they can actually hear him.
P.S My fingers hurt from typing now.