Niall’s POV
I stared at the paper, and then picked it up, hoping it would help. And it did, it was a list of instructions, a perfect layout of how to save her. It’s almost like she was anticipating his every move, creepily so. I walked to the car and drove home, hoping Liam could help me. “Hey, where’s…” “Don’t finish the sentence Liam, just help me.” “Okay then, helping… What am I doing exactly?” I showed him the list. “Ok… this should be, very complicated.” “Tell me something I don’t know Liam.” He scanned it quickly, “Ok… be right back.” He ran upstairs and came back with Aria’s backpack. “This might just help.” I grinned, “Liam, you’re a genius.” “Tell me something I don’t know Niall.” I laughed. “Ok, we should go now… we have stuff to do.”

Aria’s POV
I was running out of excuses, and Taylor was getting pissed. I couldn’t put off the sex any longer, it was that, or waiting for Niall to find my cold, dead body. “Hey baby.” I walked up to him. “Hey hottie, you ready for me to make you better.” I nodded, “More than anything.” “Good.” He carried me to the bedroom and laid me down. I acted as happy as I could the whole time, but I was really just pleading that Niall would understand and forgive me. After he was done, Taylor brought the antidote and gave it to me. I checked it carefully and then injected it, waiting for it to take effect before kicking him in the stomach. “You didn’t honestly think I loved you, did you?” I spat. “You’re a terrible person and I deserve much better than you Taylor.” He lunged at me, and the fight began. I was quickly tiring out as the door burst open.