She has been stolen from her family by her favorite band. How will she react? Will she cope well, or will she freak out? Read to find out...


11. Depression

Niall's pov

I walk down the hall and into the living room. From there, I go into the kitchen, remembering that i left the plate and the sandwich maker out. I put them away, and go into my room, at the first of the hall, right across from the bathroom, and find the lads, including Jason thee waiting for me. "Aaaaawwwww!" Louis exclaims "somebody's in looove!" I start to blush. "Shut up!" I say fiercely. Jason looks at me with a raised brow. "So you like my sister do you?"

Louis' pov

We lead Lyla and Jason down the hall, and have them pick there rooms. As we are having Jason pick his room, we see Lyla zip to the living room, and come back a moment later with three bags, and a questioning look on her face. We all decide not to say anything, though we are pretty sure we know what her question is. She goes in, and Niall quickly turns In after her. "Probably going to apologize again," says Zayn "He is obviously smitten with her." As we walk past the door, I look in and see them both sitting on the edge of her bed, Niall, once again, apologizing. She laughs. It's a pretty laugh, and Jason looks relieved. I don't blame him. He probably hasn't heard that sound in like four years. We go into Niall's room, to wait for him to come back from his latest set of apologies, but he takes longer than we thought, so I silently go out to see what's taking him. I look into the kitchen, and I see Lyla as she just drops off to sleep after eating. He goes to say something, looks at her, and sighs. He picks her up, cradling her to him, and carries her to her bed, and I go back to his room. Soon enough, he comes in. I sit and look at him for a minute before, "Aaaaawwwww!" I say loudly, "somebody's in looooove!" I say just as loudly. "Shut. Up." He hisses at me. I hear Liam sniggering behind me, so I look back to see why, and Jason is looking at Niall with his head cocked slightly to the side, and his left eyebrow raised. "So you like my sister do you?" He doesn't sound sinister, or even slightly upset. He just looks at Niall, who is now as red as a cherry, he just looks at him with a slight curiosity and, surprisingly, approval. "I think you can be good for her. She needs to be happy, and I think you can do that for her."

Jason's pov

I realize that Niall likes Lyla, and the feelings are mutual, but I'm not sure I like it. Well, I am now, but I wasn't until I had walked passed the room that the two of them were in, and she was laughing hysterically. I think he can help heal the gap that has obviously been put in her from my father's death, and my supposed death. I can see that with Niall, the depression I practically felt coming off of her when I found out it was her, is almost gone. She is almost fully happy. So I approve the tow of them to be together, and am getting ready to head for bed, when something slams into my chest. I am surprised, and I look at what it was, and realize that Niall is hugging me. His arms tightening until I practically can't breathe. I hug him back, and he lets go. I smile at him and walk out, head for my room. I lay down and pass out almost immediately.

Shailey's pov

She's gone. She's gone and there's nothing I can do to get her back. I panicked at the police station, and now, all I feel is loneliness. I know the feeling well, I am falling back into depression. So sad I don't know what to do with myself. I have to get her back, but I don't have the willpower. I lost that at the police station. Now all I want to do is sleep and never wake up. I am in such pain emotionally, and I want it to go away. I realize, that I can't go back down that road, so I walk to my room, and crawl into bed, dropping off almost immediately.

Araelia's pov

I'm in a blind panic. We've been sent home. I go home and rush into the house. Locking the door, I turn and sink to the floor gripping my hair in my hands. I put my head on my knees, and pull my hair hard as I proceed to sob uncontrollably. First my husband and son, and now my daughter. I don't know how much more pain I can take before I break. I am almost there now. I can feel it. I continue to sob like that, loud and ugly wailing, until finally, I drop off to sleep.

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