Chapter 10

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Right hello! Wi-Fi was failing me all week I had absolutely no connection (F.Y.I I did not survive somehow I have been revived from the dead - probably to write for you lovely people who deserve to be written for - and here I am with chapter 10! Please enjoy!


Louis P.O.V (The font might be a bit funky cause I did most of it on Word)

“Ruth?!” Liam stared incredulously at the girl in the doorway.

“Liam!” She cried, charging over to him. I dived out of the way to Louis who caught me, laughing and began stroking my hair.

His strong arms felt sort of safe and he was really warm. I didn’t want to let go.

“Ruth what are you doing here? I haven’t seen you since you were what? Eleven? Christ where have you been for I all knew you could’ve died!” Liam rambled on to the girl, Ruth.

Louis tugged me closer and whispered:

“Ruth is Liam’s sister. She disappeared at the age of eleven and he hasn’t seen her since.” I nodded, now not in as much confusion as earlier.

“Well, there is a reason for that...” Ruth said, glancing to the floor. Her longish blonde hair fell over her face.

She looked up, acknowledging Louis and I for the first time. She smiled at Louis and turned to me, staring me right in the eyes.

When our eyes connected I could feel it, tugging me further into their shining depths. I could tell she felt it to. I saw her, dancing in her eyes, I could feel her, dancing in my bones, I could hear her, dancing to the tune, the all too familiar tune.

Suddenly we broke apart. She nodded at me, swallowing to the very confused expressions of both Liam and Louis.

“Sitting room.” She struggled out. We immediately obeyed with Liam and Ruth perching on the sofa and Louis and I on the other one. We leaned forward as Ruth launched into her story.

“So as you know, I disappeared at eleven, right?” Liam nodded. “I didn’t just go. A couple of days before I went, I was ill and off school. While at home with Mum the doorbell went and she went to get it. Some men were at the door asking about me. They claimed they needed me for something but whatever it was Mum said no. They said something like it wasn’t over and they would come again. Mum just slammed the door in their face and told them to go away. She came to me and told me I had to leave. She said she knew someone who would keep me safe until those men got dealt with. I had no idea what was going on at the time but I just went with Mum. I didn’t want to go and it took me a couple of days to pack. I don’t know what Mum told you when I was gone. She gave me to this woman, her name was Carol.” At the word Carol Harry’s head snapped up. “She took me in for years and I mean years. She basically raised me and I kind of accepted that I’d never see you guys again. But one day she got a phone call from the men, asking about me. She said she had never heard of me and put the phone away. But the next morning, there was a scream and I sprinted to her room to find her husband murdered next to her. She lost all control, lashing about and smashing everything well, smashable. She stopped going to work and got a letter from the place a month later claiming she was fired. She didn’t care though. She still kept me but just despised me now. Almost as if it was my fault and in a way, it was. The men came by again and this time she didn’t give a second thought. She gave me away to a million pounds. I could understand why she did it but I still just... You know.” Ruth paused for a moment, catching her breath and preparing for the next part.

“Can I have a glass of water?” she asked politely. I swear I have never seen Liam run so fast. He had been completely entranced by the story but was completely confused too. I knew what made her so special. I could feel it. I had no idea how she was going to tell Liam.

Jade P.O.V (I know, I’m a horrible person.)


After we’d discussed what’d happened with Perrie and Zayn – in extreme detail – I flopped down on the sofa and turned on the telly. Opening a bag of crisps I watched Leigh-Anne walk in looking a little flustered.

“You ok?” I asked. She gave me a reassuring nod and exited the room. I turned back to the TV, still sensing something was up but getting the hint to leave it. I fell asleep on the sofa watching Snow White. I know all the words to the film but just couldn’t find the energy to sing. I slowly drifted off to the faint sound of the road outside.

---~~~--- Next Morning...


I woke up to someone turning on the tap and gulping down a glass of water. Confused, I sat up and wandered into the kitchen. Perrie was still asleep and Jesy had left a note on the door claiming she was at the store.

Upon opening the door I saw Leigh-Anne with the glass. She gulped another one down again before finally noticing me.

“Hey Jade,” she smiled weakly. Her voice attempted to sound happy but it wavered. I paused then decided not to press on.

“Hey. What’s cooking?” I slid myself onto one of the plastic chairs surrounding the island.

“Well I as just about to get onto that.” She said, turning to the oven and flicking on the flames of two hobs. “Bacon sandwiches coming up.” She announced. I giggled but soon tuned to a frown at her hurt expression.

“What’s up?”she hummed confusedly in response, looking up from the now sizzling slices of bacon in the pan.

“You looked a little funny yesterday and now you’re acting a little weird this morning, I can’t help but wonder if something is up...?” I tried, trying to keep it casual and not pressure her into saying anything. She paused with wooden spoon in hand for a moment before carrying on her frying.

“I know I can trust you, you kept Perrie’s secret so well for so long. And you're right, something is up but I'm just not ready to tell..." Leigh-Anne drifted off so I stood up and gave her a warm hug.

"Don't worry, I know exactly what you mean," I assured her before releasing her and settling back down in the stool. "Is it nearly ready yet?"

Leigh-Anne laughed and placed the bacon sandwich in front of me seconds later.

I didn't really realise how hungry I was until I bit into the sandwich. As I ate, I thought about what I had learnt.

Something was up with Leigh-Anne, she had admitted that, but she just wasn't ready to tell me. I mentally shrugged.

It doesn't really matter she can take her time and if that's all she wants, then time is what she'll get.

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