Missing puzzle piece.

Ashleigh is a regular 18 year old girl, also a directioner. On the night of a 1D concert, Ashleigh gets to go backstage and meet the boys personally. She gets really close with the boys, when she wants the boys to meet her mum, she finds out a big secret. A missing puzzle piece to her life. he's your brother

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13. Scary Stories

Ashleigh's P.O.V

After Paintball, we all went back home. It was starry night and the full moon was up. The boys and Taliah were sitting inside talking. I walked into the kitchen and made tea. I grabbed my cardigan and wrapped it around me. I grabbed my tea and walked outside. I sat on the porch. I looked up at the stars and how they shimmered. I heard the door open and Louis walked out and sat next to me.

"You alright love?" He asked, I nodded and smiled.

"I just don't know why you guys are sitting inside when it is a lovely night." I said, he smiled. He got up and walked back inside. I thought he left me. I was wrong. The door opened again and everyone came outside, except Louis. Niall and Liam got some wood and lit a fire. Taliah sat next to me. I smiled and she smiled. 

"Where's Louis?" I asked, she smiled and got up. She walked onto the grass and I was confused. She went and sat with Harry. I felt something go over my shoulders, then someone sat down next to me. It was Louis. He'd brought out a duvet and wrapped it around us. It was freezing outside but it was a beautiful night. 

"Thought you might need this." He said, I smiled and leaned into him. He kissed my forehead and rested his cheek on my head. 

"Thank you." I said, he slipped his arms around my waist and held me close to him. I watched Niall and Zayn roasting marshmallows, Liam was on the phone, Harry and Taliah were play fighting on the grass. I laughed at them. Louis' hand went on my cheek and he turned my head and his lips smashed onto mine. I smiled in the kiss. 

"Excuse me." Liam said, We broke apart and looked at him. 

"Yes Liam?" Louis asked, He looked down at the ground. 

"I was wondering if um.. I could borrow your car to um.. go to the shops and buy some beer and fireworks?" He asked, I smiled.

"Sure Liam." Louis said, Getting the keys out his pocket and giving it to him. 

"I want to come." I said, Louis looked at me. I got up and walked to the car with Liam. The radio came on and Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift was on. I wind the window down and turned it up. Harry turned around and looked at me, I smiled and he shook his head. We started driving to the shops. We got out the car and walked into Liquor Land and brought some beer. Liam went to the shop next door to buy fireworks and firewood while I paid. 

"I don't think you remember me." The guy at the counter said. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me. 

"Sorry?" I asked, he smiled.

"You don't remember me, do you?" He repeated. I looked at his name tag. Phoenix. I looked back up at him and smiled.

"Phoenix Reid?" I asked, he nodded and smiled.

"Wow, Hi!" I said, I walked behind the counter and hugged him. He smiled. 

"How you been?" He asked, Liam walked through the door. 

"Good, actually." I said, Liam stood next to me.

"Well we should definatley catch up sometime." Phoenix said. I smiled.

"Um, I can't. I leave soon." I said, he looked at Liam.

"I see." He said, I nodded and took the bag of beer. 

"See you around." I said, I started walking to the door and I looked back at Phoenix. He was looking down at the counter. He looked really sad. I kept walking with Liam. We finally got back in the car, Liam looked at me and I looked at him, I smiled awkwardly. 

"What?" I asked, he laughed and shook his head.

"Nothing." He replied, putting the key in the keyhole and turning it. 

 We drove back to the house and Louis was sitting on the deck still, wrapped up in the blanket by himself. I ran out the car and jumped on him. He laughed. 

"We brought beer." I said, he smiled. His smile made me smile.

"I like the sound of that." He said, He picked me up and wrapped me in the blanket. 

Taliah's P.O.V

We sat around the campfire. We were telling scary stories. Zayn was getting quite scared. He wouldn't admit it but he was. It was Ashleigh's turn to tell her story. Ashleigh as always been such a good story teller. 

"A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. She explained that it was a storeroom, and that it was out of bounds. She reminded him of this several times before allowing him upstairs. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed. However the insistence of the woman had piqued his curiosity, so the next night he walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle.. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was incredibly pale. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, but decided not to. As he was still looking, the woman turned sharply and he jumped back from the door hoping she would not suspect he had been spying on her. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn't make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red. He felt embarrassed that he had made the woman so uncomfortable, and hoped she had not made a complaint with the woman on the front desk. At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. After some gentle quizzing and the promise that the explanation would go no further than him she finally said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story of what happened in that room. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in there on their wedding night. But she was no ordinary woman. She had pale white skin and snowy hair, but her most unusual trait was her eyes, she had horrible red eyes." Ashleigh said, slowly. Her eyebrows were narrow and her eyes were wide, she smiled when she finished. No one said anything. Ashleigh gets really scary when she wants to.

"Who wants icecream?" I asked, everyone smiled and jumped up. Ashleigh laughed and stood up too. We walked inside and into the kitchen. 

"It's in the freezer." Ashleigh said, I turned around and gave her a look.

"Really? I thought it'd be in the microwave." I said sarcastically.

 

 

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