"I'm tired of this... all of this because he wants some power... he is too pathetic," Louis states, shaking his head angrily. I couldn't agree more. Everyone in the room mutters their agreements too.
Why would my dad do this? To his own daughter? What did I ever do to deserve this?
Before I realise it, I feel tears leaking down my face.
"Oh my god, Summer, don't cry," Louis soothes, walking over to me and sitting down next to me. He shifts me over so I'm curled up in his lap. I bury my head into his chest and he strokes my hair softly. Eventually, when I've stopped crying, I turn around and stare out the window, still in his grasp.
Apparently I'm allowed to be held by him, even if I can't talk to him.
I can't help but notice that Harry is looking over. With a slightly jealous, slightly hurt expression. When he notices I'm looking, a faint red tinge appears on his cheeks and he looks away, trying to blank his expression.
Too late. I seen it.
And I feel horrible for it.
"What can we do? We have to do something... you don't think we should..." Zayn trails of.
"Should what?" Liam asks suspiciously. I look over to him.
Out of all of us, Liam is usually the one who speaks up. But ever since that girl, and the box...
He hasn't been the same.
Suspicious, right?
Oh! I can ask him now...
Oh wait, I can't. Because I can't talk to anyone apart from Harry.
Speaking of Harry, he is now laid back in an armchair, with his arms over his head, and his eyes closed.
"Why would he just let us go?" Niall voices what I think everyone is thinking about.
Why did he? He had me, right where he wanted. And then, he suddenly let us go, because he 'got bored'.
Don't think so. It's never that easy.
He clearly has some advantage, or he wouldn't have. Did he bug us with cameras or something? Microphones?
I'm not entirely sure, but he must be linked to us in someway, because who would let something go that easily, especially with the trouble they go through to obtain it?
It just doesn't add up.
Am I missing something?
Ugh.
"There must be something we're missing," Louis voices my thoughts. I would thank him, but I obviously can't.
"Maybe we should just kill him and--"
"NO!" Liam shouts so loudly and abruptly, that everyone looks at him and Niall gasps.
"Jesus Christ Liam, you have to understand that he is the bad guy here, not us. And how do you deal with bad guys? Kill them," Zayn puts emphasis on 'bad guy'.
"But... I mean... We don't have to... Kill him," Liam splutters, diverting his eyes. My eyes narrow. He is acting way too nervous. Does he know something?
Is he hiding it from us?
Obviously.
But why?
Is he in league with my dad?
Oh god. None of us are safe.
"Liam, mate, have you got something to tell us?" Louis asks. I look up at him to see he is glaring at Liam, who is going scarlet.
"I--I--" Liam starts.
"Spit it out," Harry says bluntly. Harry is now sitting up with his eyes wide open and alert, staring raptly at Liam.
"I can't," Liam blurts. He takes one look at me. And makes a break for the door.
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