Zayn's POV
I turned around and gasped,seeing a man taller than me.One of the guards.

"Zayn,come with me."He smiled cruelly. Luckily,these guards weren't that bright

"Um,yeah,just one teeny problem."

"What?"

"I'm not particularly fond of being trapped and losing my memories."I said as I turned around and ran. Seriously,with all that money,you would think that they would hire decent guards.

I grabbed my phone and tried to call my sister again.

Ring...

Ring...

Ring...

"Hey,you've reached Me,Sarah Malik's,Mailbox. Leave aq message because I'm too buy living my life to answer!"

BEEP

"Sarah,it's midnight and here's no way you're out partying. You're asleep at least. And why didn't you answer?"I said between breaths. I'd been running non stop for a full hour,"Call me back ASAP!!"

I hung up and went into a hotel.