Our first concert in ages tonight, it was already July the 17th. We were doing an unschedueld show, for the ones we missed while we were having minor 'issues'.
I grabbed my keys and suitcase, then headed for the airport to get a plane back to England. I would be meeting the boys in Manchester, to play there. We were supposed to be having a support band, but 5sauce couldn't and Little Mix were still recovering from Perrie's death. That hurt Zayn a lot too, but apparently he is okay. I also head Lizzie woke up from her coma, but I couldn't care less about her at the moment. I need to support Zayn and the other boys.
I got off the plane and caught the bus to the hotel we were staying in, where I had a big welcome from the lads.
"Oh god, I've missed ya all." I smiled as I went around giving bro-hugs. Zayn smiled, but I could see the hurt coming through it. I would talk to him later. For now, I needed to unpack my things.
I sat in the corner of the flat, staring at the damp marks in the corners of the ceiling. My phone started to ring, but I ignored it as per usual. It rang again and again though, then someone started to knock at the door. I finally got up to answer it, but the hallway was empty, except for a shadowy figure going through the end door. I chased after it, but over the past few days I had become weak, not eating enough or moving much. I lost my breath quickly, but I carried on. The person messed with me when I was in a mood, so now they will pay.
I continued running in the direction the person was going in, until I was at a dead end. I assume he went into one of the rooms, maybe just a little kid playing a stupid game.
I spun back around, ready to go back to my room, but I was stopped.
"Morgan..." I whispered under my breath. He wore a black hoodie, with baggy jeans and green converse. He was grinning his evil grin, and he pulled something from his pocket.
"I said I would have revenge. Lizzie could never wake up, and you certainly wont..." Were the last words I heard before a creepy laugh.
Then it hit me, a lit match. While I tried to stop my trousers catching alight, Morgan went back into the room. He brought out a small tub, which smelt horrid. It was petrol.
"NO! PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU NO!!" I screamed and cried, hoping someone would come and save me. But no one did. He threw the lid onto the floor, then got ready to run. He laughed, then threw the bottle at me.
Immediately the flames rose, and slowly I burnt, until I was gone.
After Allie left, I had nothing to do. I missed her already, her sea blue eyes, her rosey red lips. I got up and went to boil the kettle, still in my pants. Michael was in his usual spot on the floor, I didn't try to talk to him. He was clearly asleep, so I just left him. I made myself a cup of tea, then went back to the bedroom to get dressed. I was going to go see how Luke was today, after his operation. I threw on a pair of shorts and a top, styled my hair the best I could, then checked my phone. Only a message from Allie.
From: Allie<3 - I miss u xxx
Orh, how cute. I fancied her, definitely. I think she feels the same way, but what about Luke? She might love him more...
I entered the room Luke was supposed to be in, but he wasn't there. I went up to Gill and asked where they were, but I got told off for being too noisy. She eventually pointed to a room down the hallway. What I saw next, I was not ready for. Luke was sat up, well lent against the back of the bed, and Allie was sat next to him. Their hands were joined, their lips connected. It was 8 in the morning, 10 hours ago she was kissing me. In her pink bra and orange pants, her curves in my hands. I had the image in my mind, wishing the moment would come back. Last night, she told me she loved me. I wonder how many times she told Luke that, or other people. I'm pretty sure Harry was talking to her a few days ago, and Liam. Maybe she has a boyfriend too, but my thoughts were disturbed.
"Ash!" She cried. A stabbing feeling occurred in my heart, I turned around and walked as fast as I could. I heard her load footsteps following me, so headed into the boys loos so she couldn't come in. I climbed up onto the sink table thing, scrunched my head into my knees. What the hell just happened?!
We were called on stage, so we went up. It was an amazing feeling, never grew old. I winked at Liam as we were past microphones, and Harry introduced the whole thing - as per usual. Then I realized my phone was still in my pocket as it rang, rather loudly. I ignored it, until it just wouldn't stop. I pulled it out of my pocket, to see the caller ID. Ashton. I thought nothing of it, went back to singing.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Zayn shaking. I went over to him and patted his shoulder, reassuring him it would be ok. But Perrie was dead, he would never get over that.
* GUYS ME AND EVIE HAVE STARTED AN AWESOME NEW BOOK ABOUT DR NELSON AND DR KEMP'S LIVES!!!!!!!!!!!!! SCREAM! BTW I CHOSE THE DAY TO BE 17TH OF JULY BECAUSE THAT IS THE DAY OF THE KEY103 SUMMER FESTIVAL!!!!!!!! LITTLE MIX AND 5SAUCE, PLUS MORE!!!!! SCREAM! KEEP READING, LUV YA ALL!!!
BTW THE NEW BOOK IS CALLED: The Tale of 2 Doctors