AGLOW [L.T]

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I closed the door behind me and made my way over to the elevators. My heart felt heavy and I could swear my lungs had stopped transferring oxygen through my body because it started feeling weak. My palms were sweating.

I pressed the button and waited impatiently for the doors to open. I just needed to know that she'll be safe. I need her to be safe.

The doors opened and I walked in and pressed the button to the roof. Let's get this shit over with.

I leaned my head against the wall, looking up at the bright light in the roof of the very slow elevator. You'd think with all the money they make they would be able to fix a faster elevator. Sh*theads.

The doors opened and i was met by a strong, chilly wind. The sky was pitch black, and the roof was lit up by a few lamp poles along the walls. Looking over the city with his back against me, was a tall, wide guy in a black suit. He barely had any hair. He looked like he could probably walk over me.

"So, where is he?" I said taking a few steps forward crossing my arms over chest. "He's still too scared to meet in person?"

The big guy looked at me over his shoulder, he had a cigarette burning between his fat cheeks. He chuckled and threw his cigarette over the edge before he turned around to face me. He had a clean face and a few tattoos peeking up from under his collar. He glared at me while the distance between us got shorter and shorter.

"You know the answer to that question, use your head Tommo" he said with a smirk and stopped a few metres away from me with his hands resting in the pockets of his dress pants. I did know the answer, he wasn't scared of me, he could end me and the other boys in a snap of his fingers. He had better things to do than make our lives hell, he had people to do that for him. Like this big bloke.

"yeah, yeah, what do you want this time?" I ask. If the other boys would ask I would never admit it, but being here alone made me feel a bit insecure.

"Where's your honey?" he asks, still with a big smirk plastered on his face, showing off a gold tooth. No matter how rich I get, and no matter how many teeth i loose, I will never, ever, get a gold tooth. Who wants to look like that? come on.

"My honey?" I ask raising my brow. I want to keep her as out of it as I can. I already put her through way too much, it's dangerous for her to even be around me at this point. It would just be selfish of me to put her through more of this shit.

"You didn't bring the girl for me? I was looking forward to meet her" He said, now pouting.

"Too bad, she has nothing to do with this" I shrugged, a little pissed she's still the center of attention in this conversation.

"I guess, wouldn't want her to see things get ugly if you turn us down again" He said, shrugging and looking around the dark windy roof.

I let out a little chuckle "It was pretty ugly up here before I even came up."

He now looked me dead in the eye for a second, he then proceeded to look at the expensive silver watch on his wrist. "Louis, don't tell me you were stupid enough to leave her alone in there."

I froze for a second trying to understand what he meant by that. I let my arms fall to my side. I shake my head "She has nothing to do with this"

"oh, but she does" He says nodding his head. Once again an evil grin goes up his face.

"You wouldn't hurt her, she hasn't done anything to you" I try again, stress growing inside me with the pit in my stomach. She was alone down stairs, in the hotel room.

"I beg to differ." He says putting a cigarette to his mouth. I feel my heart fall to my feet before I turn around. The elevator was no longer up here. I need to get to her. Now.

I sprint around to the other side of the roof, leaving the fat guy standing there, laughing an evil laugh. If I had the time I would've punched the shit out of this dude.

I ripped the door to the staircase open. I hear the door hit the wall on the outside as I sprint down the stairs. My heart is beating like never before, my stomach felt like a thunderstorm and I could barely catch my breath. I swear to god, if she's not okay I don't know what I'll do. I jump the last steps as I read 48 on the door to the floor. I swing it open and starts sprinting down the dark hall.

The red carpets felt like they would never end, they almost melt together with the dark wallpaper that covered the walls of the never ending hallway. I almost trip over my own feet from the running. I reach the corner and see the door to the hotel room open.

I walk straight in seeing that it's empty. Panic start to flow through my body. I check the bathroom before looking around for any clue at all of what could've happened. There was no sign of any struggle, her phone was still charging on the nightstand and the shirt she sleeps in lays on the bed. Her shoes were by the door, her bag was still against the wall. I told her to stay in here.

I can't believe i walked straight in to their trap. I should be smarter than this. Her safety was in my hands, i should've left her with Harry.

"Louis!"

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First chapter guys :) I hope you'll like it and I hope you're as excited as we are to get going with this.