Winter... The snow.. The white snow is Blinding to my Eyes.. All blinding moments, must come to an end.. My blinding moment is now covered with lots of red blood...


3. First Words

Harry's P.O.V

I can feel her warmth dying quickly.. I can tell she's scared. I mean two guys just took her in, when she was about to be killed.

​"Let's go inside." I said slowly leading her into the room.

Once we both entered, I could tell she was shivering.

Zayn closed the window to stop the cold breeze.

She sat on the bed, staring at her hands.

"Are you cold?" No answer..


Zayn came towards me, whispering in my ear, "Read her."

"No." I whispered back.


"Are you hungry?" No answer.

"How old are you?" No answer.

"What's your name?" No answer.


I'm running out of questions.


"I got a question of my own. Where did you come from? We'll bring you home." Zayn asked.

She stayed quiet.


"It looks like she wants alone time. Let's go Harry." Zayn said.

As we were about walk in, she spoke.


"My name is Layla. I'm 19 and I don't know where I came from or what happened before what I think was last night." 

I kneeled in front of her. 

"I'm Harry and this is Zayn."

"Hi." Zayn said waving.

"Are you gonna hurt me?"

I looked at her shocked.

"Of Course not." I said.

"I heard you two talking."



Layla's P.O.V

"When I said that-"

"He meant that well a lot of people get bored when we take them on tour. So they leave and we never see them again." Harry says covering up what Zayn was about to say.


I know.

He is pulling you into the darkness..

What does that mean?

You'll soon find out if you stay with them any longer...


"I guess we'll be taking you with us. You don't have anywhere to go." Harry said.

"I guess so."

You should've died last night...


Don't go with them..

I don't have much of a choice.


"Since you have no clothes, we will take you shopping." Harry said.

"Ok. I guess it needs to be done." I said scratching my head.


Zayn's P.O.V

Well, Layla, Harry and I are now shopping for some clothes for Layla.

I still think it's a bad idea to take her on tour with us.

At the moment she is trying on an outfit.


She came out the change room and was wearing a red plaid button-up with black jeans, leather jacket, and combat boots.

"How does it look?" She asked.

We caught eye contact. I could tell, some part of her knows and the other part is confused.

"It looks good." Harry said.

She stared at me waiting for a response.

"Um- Well it looks nice." I said staring in her bright eyes. Her eyes are such a bright blue, bright as snow and it makes me think? Her eyes look fake.



"Are your eyes fake?" I asked and Harry hit me in the back of the head.

"Ow! I'm just wondering!" 

"Sorry. About him." Harry said apologizing for me.

"It's fine. They aren't fake, I think." She said.

"It's just such an unusual eye colour." I said and she slightly touched her cheek.

​"It is isn't it.." She said.


Layla's P.O.V

"Well I'm gonna get changed and we'll make this our last stop." I said and stepped into the change room.

I shut the door leaning against the wall, shutting my eyes. Zayn put me deep in thought.

That look in Zayn's eyes was curiosity.

He just wants to know your past..

​But I don't even know..

Well it looks like he is gonna find out himself... Whether you like it or not.


Imagine Zayn finding about my past before me..


"Get away Layla! Your secret mustn't be found out! The past mustn't be revealed." A lady voice whispered in my ear.


My eyes flew open. I screamed frightened and dropped on the floor hiding my face scared.


Harry's P.O.V

"Layla! Layla! What happened?" No answer.

Zayn, the whole store and I were concerned.

"If you don't answer I'm coming under." I said about to go under then- "No. I'm okay. It was a small bug. Sorry for over exaggerating." 

"She's lying." Zayn said.

"I know." I said hoping she was really okay.






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