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Niall-every girl is hooked on him including Taylor. She has been bullying me for 5 years and my hatred for her in indescribable. Anyway yeah, Niall is every girls dreams. But NOT mine i hate him he's just another girl crazy jock that thinks he cant get every girl he wants. Well not me. I'm new and if he thinks he getting me he's Wrong! I have promised myself not to fall into his trap. Will she fall for Niall or will other things distract her? Will she fall for one of the other boys?


11. The Hand

Gone? Gone where? Where could he of possibly gone. What if he's dead? Or...or...or. "Where?" Was all I could manage to say. "We don't know." Zayn looked down in sadness. A knock on the door interrupted the silence of the room. I grabbed my coat. I knew it would be the other two of this little 'gang' Niall had. I opened the door to find exactly who I thought it would be, Harry and Louis. "Let's go." I smiled hiding the pain. Niall gone was like having no meaning in the world, feeling worthless and like you're just going to break down and cry. Like everything around you doesn't matter and you only wanted that person in your life. That person you may never find but you NEED to try and find him. It felt like having no air to breathe but your still gasping for it. It was like being surrounded by darkness then only seeing him, you run and run towards him but never quite reach him and then he falls away out of your reach. But I still smiled the whole way to the boys house. Once there I realized I had left Tily. SHIT! I would be such a horrible other, leaving my kid. That's what Tily is really like to me, my kid although she's my sister. I have been looking after her from such a young age she almost feels mine. She's just as much as a pain in the ass though. *ringring* *ringring*I called her. "Hello?" She asked in her cute little sleepy voice. "Hi, just popped out be back soon." I said then hung up. I knew if I stayed on the phone any longer she would find a way of getting me back home and right now I HAD to find Niall more than anything. When at the house we thought about where we would go if we went missing. Personally I would go to this little cave I used go when I came down on holidays with my mum when she was alive. I always met this cute little blonde haired boy there, we got along so well. I suggested it and told them all about the boy as well, my fake smile started to turn to a real smile when thinking about it then it would turn to fake as he was gone, no where to be found. They all agreed and we hopped into the black van, with tinted windows. I directed them the way. It cute because these are the only childhood memories I can remember and I still remember the route. We arrived in the pitch black as it was 10:30. Whoosh. Something or someone walked past me, fast, very fast. I shivered and Zayn put his versity jacket around me and smiled. I spotted the dull and dark cave I used to play. I walked towards it with caution. I heard a whisper.  The fear and terror built up in me until I was stuttering and shaking. As I came close a shadowy figure appeared. Shhh. I heard it say. A hand shot out of the dark and reached out for me to take it. Should I take it or not? What shall I do? 

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