I Died When I Noticed That When You Search "Save You Tonight" Its Number 2 On Page 2!!!! But Then I Went Back On And It Was 4th ;/ Thank You Guys For Helping Me Bring It Up! It Means A Lot That You Guys Care! But Can We Bring It Up Even More? Like To Page 1?
Anyways, This Story Has Like Only 4 Or 5 Chapters Left! I Have Also Decided To Delete My Other Story Soon, And I Will Be Starting Another One. It Will Certainly Be A Fan Fiction.
Big Thanks To @mawing Who Has Been Really Supportive And Same With @LailaDrake, @XxVioletDangelxX And @theRealbffti.
Last But Not Least, Please Please Please Check Out @Lil_Ms_Styles Profile! Read Her 1D Fan Fiction, "You'll Never Understand" Which Will Be Up VERY Soon!
And @BabyDoll_Munchiees Story, "The Way Love Works" !
One More Thing :) The Beginning Of This Chapter Was Really Boring ;/ I Feel Like The Beginning & Middle Of The Story Was Much Better Than The Ending Will Be. I'm So Sorry, But I Had To Keep The Story Going, Because I Want To Finish This Story Soon.
Im Done Rambling Here. This Might Be My Longest Author's Note I've Ever Written. Sorry For Boring You Guys! Please Read, Comment, And Vote ^.^ !
They've done it!
They've tracked down the number which Abigail had called from! I was thankful for all technology. Right when Niall had gotten the phone call from Abigail, Phoebe went ahead and called the police. They had notified us that the call was made from a small town not far away from here. Abby's mother had started crying and panicking, as well as her brother Tony.
He still grew furious at the sight of me. He wanted me no where near their house after the mall incident. But I had to help on finding Abigail. I wasn't giving up until I had her in my arms once again.
The police had warned us not to do anything. A few of us would tag along, with them when they would 'rescue' Abby. We had a plan too, but I wasn't patient. I wasn't waiting another day!
I had to do this. I exited the flat I shared with the boys, and got into my car. I started driving to the address where Abby was being held captive.
I had finally arrived at the abandoned house. This was where the phone call was tracked down to. It looked like nobody was home. I got out of the car, and was about to knock on the door when I realized that was a very bad idea.
Instead, I went around the tiny house, searching for another way in. There was a window slightly open. After prying it open, which took me very long, I climbed in. The place was horrid. Beer bottles scattered everywhere, along with rags, and many other unknown things.
I slowly and quietly made my way to what seemed a living room. There was nobody home.
Tip-toeing, I made my way into the dim hallway. There were only two doors. I opened up the first door, and nearly puked. Quickly, I shut the door. The bathroom was a mess. I would sure be having some nightmares.
The other door must be a bedroom, I thought. The door creaked as I opened it. This room was a bit cleaner than the rest of the house, but it was still a mess.