NOTE: Thank you for being so patient :-) I know it's unforgivable of me to make you wait so long. I really just have the busiest job :-( This is in Zayn’s POV. The next one will probably be in Harry’s POV. I like working in POV’s. What do you think about it? Do you prefer a change of POV once in a while? Or do you rather have it in one POV only (so just Evelyns)?
ZAYN POV
It frustrates the heck out of me. I literally feel like I’m a bomb ready to explode.
I’m tabbing the desk with my fingers, making the only noise in the room and interrupting the silence.
‘Can you quit that, please.’ Louis frowns at me, looking up from the book he’s reading.
I roll my eyes at him when I sigh and stop my hand from doing the thing I’ve been doing for five minutes straight.
‘Call her if you’re worried.’
‘I can call her every hour until Stefan is back.’ I mumble.
‘Do it then.’
And if she wasn’t already frustrated with me because I called her three times in the past hour, I probably would. I just have to make myself believe that she is alright. She’s with Harry. There is no way Stefan even knows where she is. As long as she doesn’t go back to her apartment and Harry doesn’t leave her sight, she should be alright. I was happy about Harry taking her away from her place. That was exactly the reason I needed him to take care of her.
But still I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about what could go wrong.
I wouldn’t even be worrying so much if Stefan didn’t leave last night. I wouldn’t be so worried if he would’ve returned by now. But it’s 4 pm the next day and he still hadn’t come back so I didn’t trust it.
Last night it was pretty clear he didn’t want me to join him.
‘Just take one more night, Zayn. You don’t look that good yet.’ He told me, way overfriendly, making me not believe any of it. ‘And Louis you can stay with him. It’s an easy one tonight. Take it easy and be ready for a big one tomorrow.’ He said.
Louis and I had glanced at each other, him telling me he had the same uneasy feeling as I had. Stefan never gave us days off. Unless someone was sick. But we usually didn’t get more than a day, and I already had two so I didn’t expect him to leave me in the house. Not even Louis.
He took another guy I didn’t know the name off with him, and Niall as their chauffeur. I had no idea where they went. I had no idea when they even were coming back. But Stefan’s words about ‘a big day tomorrow’ did not make me anywhere near relaxed.
‘Evelyn is with Harry, isn’t she?’ Louis suddenly interrupts my thoughts.
I nod at his words while looking at my phone without a very good reason. Probably just to check if she hadn’t text or called me, although my volume is loud enough for me to hear it when that happens.
‘Then stop worrying Zayn. I literally can hear you worry and I cannot focus on these words like that.’ His sassy tone orders me.
‘Oh poor you.’ I mock him, raising my brow.
‘Whatever.’ He rolls his eyes.
But suddenly we both jump up because my phone starts ringing. I look at the phone, instantly reading Evelyn’s name. My eyes meet Louis’ again and I nod at him, letting him know it’s her.
But when I pick up my phone, the panicked voice of the girl I love answers my uneasy feeling immediately.
‘Zayn. Someone broke into my apartment- and it wasn’t you - the place is a mess - I don’t even know if anything is gone.’ Evelyn’s voice rambles on and it takes me a while to let it sink in. But when it does, the blood in my veins starts to boil and I just can feel the anger building up inside me. Stefan does have something to do with this.
‘I’m on my way. Stay on the line.’ I order her, while I grab my jacket off the table and sign to Louis that he has to come, who jumps up instantly. ‘Have you called the police?’
‘No I just came in and I called you. I thought I couldn’t call the p-‘
I stop in my pace when I hear her words. Louis walks past me but when he notices I’m not following he stops as well.
‘Did you check the place? Evelyn, is Harry with you or are you alone? Is somebody there?’ A whirlwind of questions are coming from my mouth, and I want an answer on them immediately.
‘No. Like I said I called you. Harry’s not here, he-…’
‘What do you mean Harry’s not there?!’ My voice booms through the phone, not believing what she’s telling me. ‘Get fucking out of there!’
‘What?’
‘EVELYN GET OUT OF THERE NOW!’ I yell into the phone, trying to make her understand that there is a big chance there is still someone in her apartment right now.
‘Okay. Okay. I’m on my way.’ She mocks through the phone, audibly frustrated because of my reaction.
‘Don’t even think about being mad right now. You promised me you wouldn’t go back alone.’ I growl at her in frustration. Why doesn’t she seem to realize how serious I am when it comes to her staying with Harry at all times.
‘I know but I forgot something! Just two minutes to get something, that’s not going to kill me, Zayn. I’m-’. But that’s where she stops abruptly. I hear a muffled scream, a low voice and then the line goes dead.
An irritating beeping sound is all that follows, telling me there is no way her voice is going to tell me everything is alright.
Because nothing is alright. Not anymore.
And I’m frozen in my spot, not able to move, nor say anything at all.
I feel Louis’ eyes stare at me, waiting for me to do anything. But I can’t. It’s like my legs are going to give out if I’m trying to walk.
‘Zayn, what happened?’ I heard Louis’ voice call me. Bringing me back to the awful present time.
I almost don’t think I can say it out loud, that I’m physically not able to do it. But I have to in order to do something. ‘They have her.’
‘What do you mean they have here?’ Louis questions, doubting my current state.
I give him a frustrated growl. ‘They broke in her apartment. She came in and they were still there. The line went dead… THEY HAVE HER. Stefan went to her fucking place. That’s why we couldn’t come. I knew this was a set up. I fucking KNEW!’
I hear a text coming in. I quickly look at the screen, hoping to see her name appear. But it’s Niall’s. And it causes me to throw my phone straight across the room. ‘FUCKING DICKHEADS!’ I scream in utter frustration and anger. ‘All of them. I don’t know-… I-… I have no idea where they are going to bring her-… Even if we do leave now there is no way they’re going to stay there. And I can’t even save her. ’ My voice broke, just like my heart. Just like every single bit of love that there still was left in my heart. It all breaks down like one big brick wall.
I hear another text coming in. But it’s not from my phone. It’s Louis’. So I don’t care.
‘I’m sure we’ll find a way, Zayn… We-…’ Louis starts, but never finishes his sentence. After a couple of seconds I turn my head to him.
He’s smiling.
He’s fucking smiling at his phone.
‘What the fuck are you smiling about.’ I spit, not believing my eyes.
‘Niall is with them.’ Louis just answers, still eyes on his phone.
‘What?’
‘Niall is with Evelyn. He’s there. He’s with Stefan. They have her!’
I couldn’t believe what he was saying to me right now. Like the betrayal of Niall wasn’t bad enough already.
‘I am going to repeat myself. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING? I know they have her. I was right about Niall from the beginning god dammit. He even has the guts to let it know, that fuc-…’
‘CAN YOU STOP SWEARING FOR A SECOND AND JUST LISTEN TO ME!’ Louis silences me instantly, not leaving any pause before he starts talking again. ‘You don’t get it. Niall sends me a text that he’s with them. He did it on purpose. Stefan asked him to go with him. He knew something was up. And when he noticed the ride to Evelyn’s home, he knew something was not okay. So he is there. He’s part of it. HE CAN TELL US WHERE SHE IS!’
Suddenly it all fell into place and the darkness turned just a little bit less dark for once. I even felt guilty for immediately thinking he betrayed us somehow.
‘What did they do to her?’ I ask immediately, walking up to Louis and the phone. On that exact moment I hear another text coming in.
‘That’s exactly what I asked him.’ Louis says while opening the text. I look over his shoulders to read the message.
unconscious not hurt. text you address when I know it.
I bald my fist with all the anger I have inside of me, ready to punch Stefan in the face for doing that to her. I feel like pulling my gun and shoot him right in the head. I don’t even care if I have to go to jail for it. As long as he stays away from her and she’s safe, I’m willing to do and risk everything. It’s not even a risk. It’s her safe… or nothing.
‘So what do we do now? Wait? Because I’m not waiting here on nothing. He can say whatever he wants to say, it doesn’t even have to be the truth.’ I groan.
But Louis rolls his eyes. ‘When are you going to end that stupid inner fight whether you should trust Niall or not. Didn’t he prove his trust already? And of course we are not going to wait.’ Louis heads towards the door again. ‘We are going to her apartment.’ He stops for a few seconds before he gives me a weak smile. ‘We are going to get her back, Zayn. Even if it’s the last thing I do. We’re going to get her back.’ He reassures me, reminding me of how much I love him.
‘Even if it’s the last thing we do.’ I correct him, making him smirk at me.
‘Exactly.’