I Found You {1D Fan Fiction} | Slowly Editing |

Chapter 52

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Niall's POV- 8th November, 4:00am

To be honest, I was knackered. Stressed out, knackered and stressed. I really couldn't think straight anymore, and all my brain could register was the words 'Need to find her.' 

The drunk lot (aka Louis, El, Zayn, Harry, Leah, Miranda) were escorted back to Miranda's place by some of our security guards while Dani, Liam were searching for Hayley. Paul had told us a way to find her location by using her Facebook, Viber, etc. After a lot of searching, we finally found a lead that could possibly be her. She was on some major highway from New York to Vermont, according to Paul. He only predicted this since she was heading in the direction of the interstate highway. 

This meant trouble though- once entering a new state it would be harder to track her down, not knowing exactly where she is, and only by a tiny dot on a huge map of the US. Not a cool situation to be in considering you're the boyfriend. 

"Niall calm down," Liam reassured. 

I looked at him disbelievingly, "Liam, I know you're always Daddy and you're usually right, but you haven't exactly been through getting your girlfriend kidnapped TWICE. How the hell would you feel? I  promised her that I would protect her. And I didn't. You really can't say anything and tell me to fucking 'calm down'."

At that moment, I realised that being famous really did have its negatives. Haters- lots of 'em. No privacy. And a heck of a load of people wanting to capture your freaking girlfriend. Like WTF why didn't Justin Bieber tell me this earlier? Oh wait, he didn't have his girlfriend taken away from him ever before. 

We seemed to drive for hours and hours in total silence before we suddenly stopped at the side of the road. 

"I'm vision is gettin' a little blurry lads, I reckon we should take a break and catch up on some sleep before we continue on down here," Paul announced. I shook my head robotically. 

"N-No-Nooo that can't happen. No no no I'll drive. I'm fine, just fine," I stuttered. 

"Niall-"

"NO BUTS PAUL! I need to find her now. Do you know what the hell could happen to her in a matter of minutes?! The people who are handling her at the moment are obviously dangerous, so just IMAGINE what they could do," I spat, "We need to keep moving."

"Niall's right Paul." Danielle agreed with me with a soft voice. 

Paul seemed to soften. I'm sure he might be imagining what he would feel if his wife was in the same position. 

Without a word, he stepped out of the drivers seat and offered it to me. I took a deep breath and worked my way up to the front of the van to drive. I hastily wiped tears away from my eyes that stung like fuck, and gestured for Liam to sit in shotgun. I dont know, but his presence always seems to calm me, and even I knew that I needed to calm down a tad so that I could focus on getting Hayley back. 

Hayley. 

My hands could hardly clutch the steering wheel without shaking, and my palms were sweaty. I didn't even think about having a break to have food or anything. Just her. I had a million and one thoughts running through my head- who the hell did this and why? Why Hayley Winter Davis?