My eyes flashed open as the door was flung open. Who was it?

"Jazzy!" Suddenly, I couldn't see through the waves of hair that covered my eyes. I spit a few strands out of my mouth loudly. Giggles filled my ears as my best friend pulled back, putting her smiling face in front of me.

"Oh my god, Callie!" I exclaimed, louder than I thought I could be.

"I am so sorry I wasn't here when you woke back up!" she stopped, pursed her lips, and slapped me on the arm.

"Ow!" I gasped, rubbing the stinging area. "What was that for?"

"Don't scare me like that again!" She glared, but her eyes betrayed her true feelings. She was worried about me. "It wasn't funny."

"Sorry, next time I have internal bleeding, I'll let you know before I pass out."I rolled my eyes, the sarcasm dripping from my voice. There was a moment of silence before we both erupted into laughter.



"But really...I am sorry." She whispered.

"Cal, it's fine. I had to deal with some stuff first anyway."

"Spill." I bit my lip at her demand. "Now." I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"I had to talk to Harry." I said, sitting up and folding my legs to my chin. Callie mimicked me on the bed.

"Didn't you already do that?"

I shook my head. "Not that kind of talk." I looked off toward the wall where I had found Harry. The nurses had come in and cleaned it all up, but I could still see it as if it was permanently painted on the wall.

"Oh?"

"Uh huh."

"And?"

"Well, he was punching a wall when I woke up." I bit my lip, watching Callie process my words.

"Wait what?!" She shouted, her eyes wide as saucers. "He punched a wall?!"

"More than once." I sighed. Callie grabbed my hand, squeezing lightly.

"Go on."

"Well, he was shouting about how it was all his fault and he didn't understand how I could ever forgive him blah blah blah. You've heard all that before." Callie's head bobbed along to my words. "And he uh, he kissed me." I waited for Callie to explode.

"What?! He kissed you?! How is this possible? You guys like each other?! I knew it! Well, that you liked him at least! Oh my god, this is amazing...yet terrible. Wait. Jaz, what about everything that's happened?"

I smiled slightly. "I know I know and he feels the same as me. And I don't know Cal. I can't keep fighting the feelings I have for him. I know I could get hurt or it could turn around and bite me in the bum, but I can't stop myself. I just don't care. I want to enjoy the time I have with him." She was quiet for a bit.

"Does he know this?" I shook my head. "I'd wait just for a little while to tell him all that. Please, just take my advice this once." I nodded.

"Okay." Breath rushed out of Callie's mouth. Was she holding her breath? Oh my god...

"Did I miss anything else?" She teased, poking me in the cheek. I poked her nose before getting really quiet. This is the part that scares me the most.

"He knows who kidnapped me."

"No."

"Yes."

"Who is it?" Callie asked quickly. I shook my head sadly.

"I-I don't know. His hand was so messed up and the nurse I called walked in at that moment." I whispered. Callie scooted next to me and gave me a side hug. I let my head fall upon her shoulder.

"Wait, but wasn't it Mr. Carter?" Cal asked. Good question. Wait..there was that one time...I hid my shudder badly. He said it wasn't in his job description. Someone hired him. That someone is who Harry is talking about!

"No, someone hired him." I muttered.

"Who would do something like this?" Callie inquired softly, almost as if she hadn't meant to say it out loud.

"My thoughts exactly." I echoed, looking at her out of the corner of my eye.

"I'm so sorry, Jazzy."

"I know Cal. I know."

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A while passed before someone else came into the room. I wipe my eyes groggily, shaking Cal awake. We must have fallen asleep. Blinking a few times, the blurry figure of a nurse stopped shifting. She held a food try in her hands and had a small smile on her lips.

"What?" Callie groaned into my pillows. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Sorry." I whispered to the nurse, letting my friend fall back asleep. The nurse just waved her hand and had a big grin on her face. She must have a best friend like Callie. She placed the food tray on my lap and paused by the door.

"The boy who was in here, the one with the hurt hand?" I nodded. "He said to give you waffles with strawberries and whipped cream. I figured with everything you've been through, that was the least we could do." I grinned gratefully, wondering how in the world Harry knew that I was a waffle person.

"Oh and the other boy, the blonde one, said to give you a note. It's on your tray." She winked and left. I giggled. It's probably Niall wanting to give Callie a note. I rolled my eyes, lifting the lid off my food. The smell wafted up and I inhaled it lovingly. I picked up my fork and knife and shoved at least 3 bites into my mouth. I smiled to myself and found myself searching for the note.

There it is.

It was a little folded piece of paper. I wonder what Niall wrote her. I looked over at my friend, her mouth open and her face shoved into the pillow. She'll be mad if I read it. Hmmm... Do I care? I shrugged. No, not really. I snatched it up and eagerly opened it. My eyes settled on the neatly written words.


Did you miss me? You thought running would save you. You thought wrong. Didn't I tell you I'd find you?

Enjoy the waffles.

P.S. You shouldn't have kissed him. It will only make things worse.


My fingers shook. The paper fluttered out of my fingers. I couldn't breath and when I could, it was in harsh gasps. Was this really happening? Of course, you ate the freaking waffles. I shook my head, pressing my hands to my temples. This can't be happening. He found me. Not even my parents...him....

I shoved Callie off the bed, throng the tray onto the table. Callie shouted as she hit the floor, standing up with a glare. My panicked eyes darted about the room. We need to get out of here now. To Barcelona or wherever Callie said.

"We have to go." I stated.

"Why?" I shoved the note at her, slowly pulling my IV out of my arm. Hissing, I stood, yanking the tape and the rest of the tubes off me.

"Oh my god." I heard Callie whisper. Then she was next to me, helping me ditch the wires. We left my heart monitor so that it wouldn't start beeping and alert the nurses. Callie dashed to the seat and grabbed the pair of clothes she had brought me the other day. I smiled gratefully, already yanking them on while ridding myself of the hospital gown. Once I was dressed, Callie's eyes glanced at the table.

"You should eat."

"We should leave." I stressed.

"Right. Fuck the waffles." I smiled and was about to remove the heart wire when Callie stopped me.

"Wait!" She ran to her bag and pulled out something very familiar. "You dropped it." I hugged her tightly and placed my gray beanie on my head. It felt like home.

"Text the boys." I said, just as the door opened and Harry, plus Niall, walked in. "Good." I breathed. Harry's eyes scanned the area before meeting mine. He must have seen the fear in my eyes because he immediately rushed over, taking my face between his palms.

"What happened?" He demanded.My eyes landed on the note and he strode over and picked it up. I saw Niall listening to Callie explain. Harry's eyes widened just before he put the note in his pocket.

"Ethan." He cursed. Huh? Did I hear him right?

"Did you just say Ethan?" I asked, seeing Callie turn to look at me. Harry nodded. "As in Ethan Matthews?" Again, he nodded. My head spun and my knees wobble, threatening to give out.

"No." I breathed, just before collapsing into Harry's shoulder as his arms wrapped around my waist.

"I'm sorry." He murmured against my neck, but I was barely listening.

Ethan...my ex boyfriend...my friend...he kidnapped me. Why? What did I do? Is this about our breakup? It just seems so trivial. It must be more than that. But what?

"Come on, let's go." Harry whispered. I nodded. I pulled away. I think about everything once we get out of here. I grasped Harry's hand, partly because it felt good and I was also scared t be alone. He smiled down at me. Callie took my open hand and we all went to the door in a line. I felt my heart monitor peel off me, the machine beeping incessantly. Now was the time.

"Where to?" Niall asked.

Cal and I locked eyes. We spoke at the same time.

"Barcelona."

Notes

Jasmyne's Outfit

SOoooooo What do you all think??? Drama drama! They're leaving and Jaz just found out that Ethan kidnapped her!!!! Let's see how things pan out, shall we? Off to Barcelona!!! :)

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