Lost Without You

After their reunion tour, the boys spilt up and leave to different side of the world. Jazmine, Niall, and Spencer all stay back in Ireland. But without Caleb, Jazmine is forced to live her life in sadness. But what happens when he moves back? Will everything be the same, or will everything change?
Read midnight memories and after the memories first.


4. Chapter 4

Jazmine's P.O.V.

He's just like Harry. He's cheeky, preverted, and has women falling at his door step. He so cute. I couldn't help but notice a huge scar on his chest and leg. He seems so playful now. He just...ugh. He's a kid at heart. A very hyper active kid at that. I was driving and smiling at the thought. He's was smirking. I turned to him as we came to a stop light.

"What on earth are you smirking about?" I asked.

"Oh nothing. Just the fact that you dad hates me." He said in an uninterested voice.

"He doesn't hate you. He's actually pretty glad you're here to take me out while him and mom have alone time." I shivered, making a disgusted face.

"That's disgusting as all get out." He said with the same look.

The light turned green and I sped down the street. He smiled this time as we pulled up and got out. He opened my door for me and let me walk out. As I was passing him he slapped my butt. I jumped sky high and quickly turned around.

"I gonna slap you." I threatened.

"Please you-" He was cut off by my hand covering his mouth and my other one hitting him upside the head.

"Say it again and I'll literally hit you." I said.

He nodded and licked my hand.

"You do realize that doesn't affect me right. We've exchanged saliva before." I said and smirked.

I could feel him smile and kiss my palm. I took my hand off of his mouth. I wiped my hand on his shirt and walked up and opened the door so he wouldn't smack my butt. He smiled and walked in after he hooking our hands together.

"What do you want?" Caleb asked.

"Vanilla shake. I don't like coffee that much." I crinkled my nose to show him my dislike to coffee. He laughed and ordered.

He sat down beside me and look at me with a curious look.

"So what's happened to you that made you not be able sleep?" He asked.

"I had... Dreams. Like... Nightmares about... You and... Stuff. I would wake up crying and-and I don't know." I said, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Sh- sh babe. It's okay I'm here." He said.

"Then what happened to your stomach and leg?" I said in a whisper.

"What?" He asked.

"What happened to your stomach and leg?" I asked louder.

His face paled and he started playing with his hands. Nervous habit of his.

"Um... I-I was shot." He said.


"I was shot. It was in New York. It happen a while ago. I was fine. It's didn't hurt as much as being stabbed." He said. He then cursed under his breath.

"Where?" I asked.

"Shoulder." He said.

"Why so honest?"

"Because you deserve it."

I blushed and looked down. He kissed my forehead and walked to get our drinks. He pecked my lips and sat down in front of me.

"So why have you not had any sleep?" I asked.

"I've missed your smile, eyes, hair. Your everything. Your my everything." He said.

I blushed and looked down. He grabbed my chin and brought my head back up. I smiled and pressed a quick kiss to his lips.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you." I said.

He looked off into the distance and dropped his hand from my chin. His eyes filled with anger as he looked over. I turned around and saw a man staring at us...well me. He smirked towards me and kept his eyes looking at me. Caleb pulled me up and walked out the door, forgetting our drinks.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing." He growled.

I ripped my hand from his tight grip and looked at him. He turned around, his face still etched with anger.

"No don't you 'nothing' me. Tell me what's up or I'll drive you home and that'll be the end of that." I said, anger slowly growing as I looked at his angry expression.

"I don't need to tell you a thing. Now you can drives home." He said.

"Fine. What's your new address?" I asked anger, pouring from my mouth.

"What?" He asked.

"Oh," I half-heartedly laughed,"You thought I meant my home. Ha you're funny. You're not coming into my house unless you tell me what's up." I said cooly.

"No I'm not telling you what's going on so just take me home." He said and gave me the address.

"Whatever." I hissed and opened the door. I slammed the door to my car and he hopped in, not long after. I drove faster than the speed limit. But I don't care. I just want him out of my car.

"Slow down. You're going to kill us." He squealed like the little girl he is.

"Don't tell me how to drive." I hissed, going faster.

He screamed when I turned a corner.

"Stop being a baby. We're here." I said.

"Fine." He said.

"Don't let the door hit you in the butt on the way out." I said.

He leaned in to give me a kiss, but I turned my head to look out the window so he got a mouth full of hair. He sighed and got out.

"I love you." He said.

"Yeah." I said.

He looked at me with hurt filled eyes and walked up the door steps.

I quickly pulled out and drove the speed limit this time.

I was going through a green light when a force hit the side of my car and know the wind out if me. I closed my eyes and blacked out.

Caleb's P.O.V.

I heard the sound of ambulance about five minutes after Jazmine pulled out. I looked out and ran down the road.

"Please don't turn right. Please don't turn right." I said as the ambulance came around and turned right. I sighed and ran down the road and saw a huge crash that involved Jaz's car. I looked and saw the paramedics loading a small blonde into the back of the ambulance. I ran up and saw my angel, my life and my world. I saw Jazmine.

Niall's P.O.V

I got a call from Caleb saying that Jaz was mad at him for something which he refuses to tell me, so I drove to his house to help him out. I then saw him running trying to catch up with an ambulance for some reason. I drove until I saw a car crash and someone loading my baby-girl into the back of and ambulance. I jumped out if the car and looked at her.

"Can I ride? I'm family." I asked.

They nodded not saying a word to me. I hopped into the back and grabbed her hand. She looked like a fragile baby. She is my baby. I began to cry and texted Spencer. She said she would rush to the hospital. Not my baby. Not again. Not another bad thing. This happen to my family all the time and I have to see my baby-girl hurt for it to be proven. I cried harder and laid my head onto the gurney. My baby is now in the hospital. And it's all that boys fault. Caleb's fault. I hope he knows what's coming for him and he better be expecting it soon.

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