Harry Styles
Speeding through the empty, hollow streets, I have no sense of direction.
After the news I heard on Sophie, it's only made me so much more determined to hurry up and get her.
She's gonna get herself arrested, or even fucking worse.
She's making her whereabouts way too bloody known and I just know that if she doesn't cut it out... he will find her.
I can't believe she's turned into this. I can't believe she's turned into me.
I hate to say that we're more alike than what I thought, but It's obvious that we are. And that's the furthest from what I want from her. I don't want her to be able to relate to me whatsoever in that sense, and now she's completely skyrocketing and becoming a killer and it makes me fucking sick.
I just want to protect her from that life.
I just want to protect her from becoming that person.
We have been driving for hours now, without a clue as to where to even begin. It's starting to become dark which will only make this a billion times harder. We passed a police station, a small town, and the burger place that we saw she was at. Which means I know we're headed in roughly the right direction. But we really need to figure out where she is.
We couldn't even go into the burger place to question anyone. They would know that me and the boys are associated with her, and that won't be good for any of us — especially her.
But now there's been nothing but empty, grass covered fields for the past couple hours and at this point, we have no idea where to go next.
How the fuck are we supposed to find her?
How do I even know that she's okay?
"Ay mate, look right there." Niall speaks up, pointing up ahead at a random building.
A sense of relief washes over me. This is really fucking good.
Driving closer to the building, I read the big, red light sign out the front of it.
It simply read 'Motel' vertically, with what looks like a diving chick next to it.
"I think I got a good feeling about this." I murmur over to Niall.
He stays silent, both of us being extremely fidgety about how this could turn out.
He would be nowhere as nervous as I am though.
Once we drive into the small, and empty parking lot, we get out of the car and start heading over to the reception that was tucked away in a corner.
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