Regretting You

I love you, Harry Styles. That's why I'm leaving. No matter how much I love you, I want you to know that. That isn't the only reason that I'm leaving. I'm pregnant. I couldn't ruin your career by staying, by letting a family tear up the band. I will never forget you, Harry, but you need to forget me. I'm gone. Don't try to find me. I love you.

Isabelle Curran


13. Where is She?

Zayn woke up, and remembered the guest that only he and Harry knew about. Laughing, Zayn thought of Harry kidnapping his own daughter in the middle of the night, but felt sympathy for Isabelle, imagining how scared he would be if Louis Jr. (Perrie and Zayn were so sure he would be a girl, that Louis made a bet with them. If it was a boy, they had to name him Louis Jr.) went missing.

Rapid pounding at the door notified Zayn that Isabelle was here, looking for her daughter. Zayn ran to the door.

"Hello Isabelle. Do you need something?" Zayn asked calmly, even though he knew the answer.

"Is Harry here? I really need to talk to him." She gasped. She must've woken up, and freaked out. Brian might be calling the police to report a missing child. Zayn felt guilty.

"Izzy, I know Deja's dad is Harry. It was pretty obvious when I walked in on you two the other night. Is Deja sick?" He asked, already feeling worse, since he knew exactly where she was, even though he didn't tell Isabelle.

"I think Harry fucking kidnapped her!" Isabelle cried. Zayn hugged her, and patted her back.
"Iz, Harry has been here all night. We all stayed up to watch Niall get drunk and try not to pass out. He couldn't have taken Deja."  That was partly true; Niall had been drunk, and Zayn and Liam had stayed up to see how long it took him to pass out.

"Iz, what's wrong?" Harry came running out. The ass. He had a lot of nerve. He could see how devastated Isabelle was, yet Harry couldn't even have the decency to tell her that Deja was in the suite, fast asleep. Zayn considered telling Isabelle, but Harry shot him his classic Shut-The-Hell-Up-Or-I'll-Freaking-Murder-You look.

"Deja's gone, Harry. Do you know what happened? She's missing." Isabelle was in tears.
"I'm sorry, love. I don't know. What can I do to help?" Harry pleaded.

"Nothing!" Isabelle hissed, "You've done enough." With that, Isabelle stomped out.

"Well, she's definitely on to you, mate." Zayn stared him down, hoping that that would make Harry go confess. It didn't work.

A/N- Who liked the special Zayn chapter? I might to a Niall chapter later on. Why do you think Zayn supported Harry in kidnapping Deja? Comment, Like, Favorite. Contest from chapter 8 is still on. Thanks for reading!

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