Chapter Two

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Zayn's POV

I finally returned home as I was just with the other boys practicing. I turned the key and heard a click, pushing the door open and all I heard was silence. I thought Avery was asleep. I threw my keys on the table next to the door when I noticed a letter laying on it.

I opened it and started reading it.

Avery left?

Why?

What did I do wrong?

Questions just overtook my mind, none of them had an answer to. I fell to my knees resting my head in my hands. Tears just fell over and over. They just couldn't stop. I walked to the loungeroom and opened a cupboard door and draws. I pulled everything out, opening the secrete door behind the cupboard and carfully taking out a arched box. I took out the dark navy blue vellvette box and looked at the ring. I was going to prupose to her on our picnic tomorrow I guess that will be no more.

"I still love you Avery, I always will. I will find you, and I will hold you in my arms and never let you go." I mumbled to myself looking at photos of her, me; us.

I couldn't let her to never ever. She made my life worth living. She made my darkest days of all the brightest they could get. The way she smiled when I cheered her up or just smiled because she was happy. Her giggles she did when I either told her she was beautiful, or her laugh when I made a silly face or a joke or just simply embarrassed myself. I miss her already. She couldn't of gone far should she?

I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and dialled her number, triple checking it was her number.

"The number you have called has been disconnected. Please try again later." A lady stated robotically.

I dialled again.

"The number you have called has been disconnected. Please try again later." Again the same voiced told me. I dropped to my knees and ran my fingers through my hair. Just wanting to rip my hair out and explode!

I can't do this.

I have to find her. Now!

I grabbed my keys and wallet, walking out f the door and into the car. The engine roared telling me the car was ready. Now it's time to go on an adventure and find my girl. The girl who made me happy, the one I woke up for.

Avery's POV

"Attention all passenagers please check your seatbelts are on as well will be landing shortly. It is Wednesday, 17 degrees outside. Right now it is 5:34pm. Thank you for joining us today on this flight and I hope you have a great day." A young lady announced into the phone.

I checked my belt and it was buckled in tight, I put my book back in my bad and sat back until we landed.

I found my way to the luggaged and found my suitcase. I walked outside to find a taxi hopefully I could get one and not wait for three hours like they usually do.

"Taxi!" I called waving my hand out. God damn it, they always do this. I try again.

"Taxi!" I yelled waving my hand more dramatic. No luck. Maybe third time lucky?

"Taxi!!" I screamed waving my hands around everywhere loosing my patience. Finally.

"Where too miss?" A guy around his mid twentys asked looking through his rear-view mirror.

"Uhm... Grand Chancellor please." I told him, looking from the paper in my hands, he nodded and started to drive.

God I missed this place, it's changed a bit though. The highrises, and people just walking around the city like there is no tomorrow. Like nothing bad will happen, smiles planted on everyones fa- I got cut off of my thoughts by the drivers voice.

"We're here ma'am." He smiled. I opened my door and he soon pulled out my bags from the boot.

"Thank you." I smiled, paying him and taking a deep breath before walking into the hotel.

The place was beautiful, tiled floors with four black leather couchs. A glass coffee table with a leather mat across it seated on a dark grey and cream fluffy carpert mat. The front desk side was black, white, grey, cream marbled with a black top. Two people stood behind it, on computers sorting out those business things they do. Chandeliers hung around the room. Six stairs led up to the elevators and another six steps took you to the dining area along with a bar which followed by a small pool going down to a larger pool, connected to another bar and spa. Perfect.

"Mrs Liha?" I asked the man still looking down at his computer.

"Aah, yes welcome madam.Your room number is 372, level 23 here are your keys. Have a nice stay." He welcomed with a warm and pleasent smile.

"Thank you." I took the keys and returned the smile. I walked up the stairs taking my time and pressed the arrow 'up' on the elevator. It dinged and it opened, I pressed up the level 23 and I was soon off to the beginning of my new life. I walked down the hall way looking for 372.

"369... 370...371....372. Bingo!" I whisper yelled, unlocking the door and turning the nobb pushing the door open reviling an absoultely unbelievable site. The loungeroom was medium and simple to me anyways. One part was carpet and the other was tiled. A black leather couch leaned on the wall, three seats and then the long part to spread out your legs. Pillows scatted across it. A coffee table laid on normal dark brown carpet similar to the one in the lobby. A wooden desk next to the TV, followed by a door next to it. Queen sized bed, with a plain ruffled duvet. A bed side table on either sides, both with a lamp and one had a phone as well. A two seated couch placed near the balcony. Perfect view out side, escpecially at night. A door connected through the room which was led to the bathoom. A dark grey counter with a white top and a square skin which rised to another level on the counter. Underneath was four draws and no draws on the sides just a bin on one side. The bath was squared with a little circled into it, along with a few jets. A simple shower and simple toilet really. The kitchen was fairly small but I guess it didn't matter since I was the only one living here. Dark brown wooden counter with a white top, a circluar glass table with two white leather chairs sitting around it. The things you would find in a kitchen was in the kitchen.

"Perfect." I mumbled to myself. I bounced down onto the couch and relaxed for a while.

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