Same Mistakes

"Liam, you gotta help me!"

The officer put me in a cell, and locked the door, with my hands still cuffed, I started to cry.

"Hey! Brit! You get a phone call, and make it quick!"

"O-okay," I stumbled to my feet, the officer un-cuffed me and I dialed Liam's cell number.

"Hello?"

"Liam! It's Harry."

"Hey. I didn't recognize the number. Where are you calling from?"

"Jail. In Paris."

"What?!"

"Jaylyn was kidnapped and they think I did it. Just please help me."

"I can try."

"Liam, listen. You're my one phone call. I didn't know who else to call. You gotta help me, mate."

"Okay, okay. Lemme think for a minute."

"Hurry it up!" The officer hollered at me.

"Liam, hurry."

"Okay, okay. I have an idea," he hung up.

[Liam's POV]

I called Zayn, "hey, mate. Vas happenin'?" We laughed.

"Harry's been arrested."

"What?!"

"Just listen to me. Call Louis, and tell him to call me on Skype. The four of us are going to talk about this together."

"Okay. See you on Skype in ten minutes."

"Alright. See you then."

I called Niall, "hey, Liam."

"Hey. Listen, this is important, you and Janine go on Skype in ten minutes. We'll be talking with Zayn and Louis. I'll explain then."

"Okay?" He hung up.

|Ten Minutes Later|

Louis, Zayn, and Niall's Skype calls all came in at once. I accepted them. "Okay, listen. Jaylyn was kidnapped in France, and Harry was arrested. They think it was him because they think he has 'motive'."

"What would his 'motive' be," Louis asked.

"He asked her to marry him-"

Janine squealed, "sorry. Continue."

"She said 'no'" Janine looked heart broken. "We have to get him out and find her."

"What are we supposed to do," Zayn asked.

"I don't know yet. I thought if we worked together we could figure something out."