You And I (Sequel to Summer Camp)

It's been a year since Ally met Niall, Louis, Liam, Harry, Zayn, Emma, Lacey, Kat, and Aubree. It's also been a year since Ava was killed and Ansley and Zayn went to jail. It's the summer before everyone heads off to college, and Ally is looking forward to spending time with her friends before they all go their separate ways. But when an unexpected arrival changes everything, Ally realizes this summer could be even crazier than the last.


24. The Last Time

"Ally get up," someone says quietly. "Don't make me pour water on you," another voice threatens. I open my eyes and Harry smiles at me. "Good morning," he says. I rub my eyes. "We all fell asleep after we watched The Conjuring," Louis informs me. "Harry and I just woke up. It's good you woke up quickly, though. I would have dumped ice cold water on you." I sit up. "I have no doubts," I say, laughing a little. I pick up the TV remote. "You think they have any news on Zayn?" I ask, pulling a blanket around my shoulders. Harry shrugs. "Maybe. I'm going to make breakfast, do pancakes sound okay?" I nod and tuck my feet under me. "Yeah," I reply. I turn on the TV and flip to the news channel. I watch some dumb segment on eating healthy and I watch the weather forecast. I'm about to turn it off when the newswoman says, "More breaking news on Zayn Malik!" My eyes fasten on the screen. "Zayn is being charged with murder after a brawl in the county jail last night left Ansley Sidheag, another inmate at the jail, dead. Guards tried to break up the fight, but by the time they dragged Zayn off of Ansley, she was dead. Ansley's parents are the ones pressing charges. His arraignment will be next week." I leap off the couch and shove my feet into shoes. "Ally!" Louis says, putting his hand on my arm. "I'll take you home. I don't think you should be driving right now." I shake my head and my other shoe on. "I don't want to go home. I want to see Zayn, Now." Louis hesitates. "I'm not sure you'll be allowed," he says carefully. "I don't care!" I say vehemently. "Take me there anyway." Louis nods slowly and goes to get his keys. I hear him and Harry discussing something quietly in the kitchen and I stand impatiently by the door to the garage. Louis stands on his tiptoes and gives Harry a quick kiss on the lips before walking over to me. "Ready?" he asks me. I nod and we get in his car. "I'm sorry this happened this way," Louis says on the drive to the jail. I ignore him and gaze intently out the window. When we pull into the parking lot, I start to get out of the car but Louis stops me. "Ally," he says seriously, causing me to turn around and look at him once more. "I'm here for you," he tells me. "If you ever need me." I nod and fight back an onslaught of tears. "Thanks," I say before hopping out and closing the door. Louis drives away and I go inside. "Can I help you?" the woman at the front desk asks me briskly. "Can I speak to, um, Zayn Malik?" I ask nervously. She shakes her head. "Sorry, I don't think you can," she tells me. "Ally Sigheag?" I hear a man's voice say from behind me. I turn around. "Officer Johnson!" I exclaim, running over to him. "What brings you here today?" Officer Johnson asks. "Can I talk to Zayn?" I plead. "Please! Only for five minutes." Officer Johnson sighs and considers this. "Five minutes," he says. "And I'll be waiting right outside of the room you two are in. Understand? No more than five minutes. I don't mean to be stern with you Ally, but he's dangerous." I nod in confirmation. Officer Johnson talks into his walkie talkie and then escorts me to one of those interrogation rooms you see on crime shows on TV, the ones that have the big windows so everyone outside can see what's going on. "Five minutes," he repeats before opening the door and letting me in. Zayn is already there, sitting at a table in handcuffs. He doesn't look at me. "Zayn," I say and the firmness of my voice startles me. It must startle him too because he looks up. "Why would you do that Zayn?" I ask, my voice breaking. "Why would you attack her?" I yell at him for a full minute before sitting down. "It was a mistake," Zayn says hesitantly. "You think?" I reply, shaking my head. "You idiot. You could have gotten out of jail pretty soon, or at least been up for parole. Instead you go and you kill Ansley. What would possess you to do that?" He hangs his head. "She said that you never loved me," he admits. "That's not a reason to kill someone, Zayn!" I say exasperatedly. Officer Johnson opens the door. "Five minutes is up," he says. I stand up and walk toward the door. "I'm sorry," I hear Zayn say, but then the door closes and I know I'll never see him again.

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