Blind Love

Coming Home To A Massacre

Going to England wasn't exactly what I had on my list of things to do, but I'm not complaining. I actually hate flying in airplanes. That is my phobia.

Since I had no access to my house, I had no clothes. I had been wearing the same outfit ever since I was out of the hospital, with the exception of borrowing some of Liam's clothes.

" Before we get to the airport, let's get some outfits for you!" Liam said happily.

" How will shopping be fun if I can't see what I'm buying?" I said in a confused tone.

" Excuse me, Lacey. I don't know if you know this but I do have sisters. I have some fahion sense." He said jokingly.

I chuckled quietly. I love him, I always feel calm and safe around him.

Liam brought me to the car. He opened the door and guided me into the passenger side. He buckled my seat belt. He checked if it was secure and then shut the door. I heard him open his door and got in. The car shook a little. I heard the click of his seatbelt. He jammed the key into the ignition to start the car.

When we started moving, Liam turned on the radio. He was surfing through different stations until a certain song caught my attention. " Ah! Liam, please?"

" No." He said laughing.

" I will hurt you."

" Fine."

One Thing was on the radio. I was rocking out, until Niall's part came on. I froze. I could hear short sniffles coming from Liam. Everyone knew that Niall and him were best friends. I searched for his back and rubbed it.

"It'll be okay." I whispered.

" I hope." Liam said sweetly.

Liam started singing to Niall's part. He sang so beautifully.

After the song was over, the DJ said he had bad news to tell many One Direction fans. He said that Zayn is now missing, along with Niall.

A long pause occured. Liam shut off the radio and pulled over. He got out of the car after telling me to wait, and he just started screaming out on the streets. He pounded on the car probably leaving dents. I could hear him saying, "No, I can't deal with this!'' "Life sucks." "I don't care about anything anymore." He got back in the car crying. He started the car and slammed on the gas.

I didn't say anything.

Liam's POV

I did not believe what I had just heard on the radio.

Why is everything so hard? Why can't this man just leave us alone? We did absolutely nothing to bother whoever he is. We're innocent teenagers just living life. I just want a day to come where I can just be me. Not a famous, bothered kid.

When I got back in the car, I slammed the gas pedal and said nothing to my best friend. I was already hurt enough seeing my other best friend, Niall, leave us, but now Zayn is gone too. I just hope they're with each other.

As I was speeding down the road I decided I needed to call Louis and Harry to see if they heard.

I dialed their house number and it rang for an eternity. No answer. They probably were too depressed.

I hung up.

" Uhm, I'm sorry. I know you probably don't feel like talking right now, but, your basically my brother and we need to help each other in times of our troubles." Lacey told me with a thin smile on her face.

I took her hand and kissed the back of it. " Thank you."

The rest of the ride to the airport was silent. As soon as we made it home, I was going to visit Lou and Harry. We need to either call the police or we need to figure all this out by ourselves. The second option didn't sound too smart.

***

We are finally in England. I inhaled the fresh air as soon as we trudged out of the airport with our bags. I am taking Lacey shopping after I visit Lou and Harry.

It took a while to get to their house from the airport. But, when I approached the door to their house, the door was slivered open. The lock was ripped apart. I slowly pushed the door open, the house looked a mess. Tables were turned over, the TV screen was cracked, couch pillows were thrown around, and the windows were busted. I walked into the garage to see Harry's Porsche missing. Louis' car was completely destroyed. I saw traces of blood on the cement floor. I hadn't noticed it, but, my heart was racing and beads of sweat were dripping off my face onto the bloody floor. I immediately grabbed my mobile out of my pocket and called the police. I need to know what happened, and I need to know now. I have a funny feeling that man is behind all this.