I sent Colette messages on Facebook and she still hasn't messaged back. I hope she still wants me to meet up with her tomorrow. Finally I give up and just shut down my laptop and pack it in my bag with the rest of my stuff, phone, clothes, money, chargers, shoes, everything I ever owned. Sadly being the proctor kid I am, I don't have many things so everything fits in one back pack and a suitcase. I search around the room again and find that everything left isn't mine so I walk out, out of the room and out of the house. I get into my car and start driving off towards L.A. After hours of driving I get into Las Vegas and stop at a Hotel/Casino to rest for the night. I get a room and the second my head hits the pillow I'm died asleep. A few hours later I wake up to the sound of my laptop beeping, meaning it's about to die. I plug it in and decide to check if Colette messaged me back. Surprise surprise she didn't. I check her profile and it's spammed with her recent statuses and 'Goodbye' posts from friends. "Bye bye bitch! Miss you" "Such a queen. Miss you already!" "Come back soon!" "Don't die :p " and on and on the posts from friends went. A certain post caught my attention. A post from Harry: "Where the hell are you?! What happened to Li and Ni? You better not miss your flight with the girls!". And then like a hour later a post from a girl also caught my attention; "Bee-otch where R U? U Kay? Ur not answering, hope that means U R w/Momz!" I guess that explains why she's not replying. She's most likely on the plane. I pack everything up again and leave the hotel. I finally get into L.A. and find another hotel. I open back up my laptop and check my page. *2 new message* "Did you leave? Your room is bland. I miss you, I guess." My proctor sister sent me that. Awe how touching. "Hey I'm in L.A. Meet me at the airport. Dress classy please! Xoxo Colette" Dress classy? Maybe I'm meeting her family? I get up and look through my clothes. Nothing is worthy enough to meet Colette in. I count my money and I leave the hotel and go shopping. I finally bought an off-the-shoulder shirt and boots. After changing at the hotel I go to the airport and wait. After about 10 minutes I see 5 tall boys walking towards me. One with Curly brown hair and another with blonde hair stare at me with the most intense gazes. I lost myself staring at them that I didn't notice they walked up to me and the one with curly brown hair was talking to me. "Hello?! Colette where the hell have you been?! Hurry up mum's waiting for us." The curly head boy grabs my wrist and starts pulling me towards the exist. The boy looks fairly fimilar. Then it hits me. This is Harry Styles. Colette's brother. My brother. "H-harry?" I whisper. He stops for a second and looks down at me. "What?!" He's angry. It's easy to tell. When I don't answer he shakes his head and keeps going, his grip tightening when I try to pull away. It's so tight is starts to hurt. Really hurt. "O-ow. Y-your h-hurting me. Let g-go." I whisper but he must not hear me because he keeps going. But the boy with the blonde hair does because he grips Harry's shoulders and spins him around. "Stop Hazz she said you're hurting her." He says sternly. The dark green of Harry's eyes soften and he lets go of wrist. "Sorry 'Cole. Niall help her yeah?" Harry says then he walks off. I look up at the blonde and he smiles, although it doesn't reach his eyes, I can tell he's worried about something. He helps me up and instead of holding my wrist like a prisoner, he snakes an arm around my waist and leads me out of the airport. "In you go." He says when we reach the car. When I get in and sit down he sits down besides me. "I found your phone. Must've dropped at the party yeah?" He whispered and slide Colette's phone in my hands. I click the power button and it notifcation after notifcation pops up. "Well aren't you going to look at them? Don't mind me." The blonde incourages and I unlock the phone, surprisingly there wasn't a password. I look through all the text messages but only one stands out. A picture message from someone under a contact called "Please Get A Life". Although it was killing me to look at the picture I knew I can't. What if Colette suddenly showed up and found out I was going through her stuff? Wouldn't be a good first impression but it killed me so I clicked the message anyways. It was a picture of three different pictures put together. All three were pictures of three different people's necks. I glanced over at the blonde boy but he wasn't facing me, he was looking at something a boy wearing a batman shirt was pointing at. Both their backs to me, both their necks to me. I look back down at the picture and it clicked. Those two boys matched 2 out of the 3 necks. But in the picture there were red dots. Like the kind of dots you'd cover up with a bandaid after you get a shot. I lean over a little and look at the blonde's neck. And there's a dot on his neck. "What's on your neck?" I ask and he snaps around making me jump. He rubs the back of his neck and shrugs. "Don't you have one? I know Liam does." The blonde looks back at, I guess, Liam and faces me again. Liam nods and snakes his arm around my neck and pokes a place with his finger. "Huh? I guess not." He shrugs and retreats into the back seat. Niall shifts around and starts talking to Harry. I close down the phone and look out the window. A few seconds later the phone vibrates and Harry looks at me for a few seconds before continuing his talk with the blonde. I check the message and it's another picture from the same contact. This time it's my face staring back at me. But it's not me. It's Colette.



"She's crazy now. Play along or you'll end up where she is, nearly dead, crazy and left alone. Have fun."