Kidnapping Zayn Malik: Mission Impossible ➳ Ziam AU

Chapter 26

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Liam's POV.

I breathed out heavily through my nose, scrunching it up in just the slightest. Pushing my back further into the hard bark that was already pushing up to my spine, I began to fall deeper into thought.

We had to find Zayn. I just had a feeling that if we didn't find him by tomorrow night, and it was already evening now, it was too dark to go out and search more, so we only had a good day before I thought something was going to happen.

We'd been out on this 'road trip' as Niall like to call it, for almost a week now. We were going to have to go home soon, I mean, we couldn't live in the car and eat chocolate all day for the rest of our lives. The police had tried too help us, but they barley looked anywhere, and were pretty useless, so we had to take matters into our own hands, and try to find Zayn ourselves.

And so far, our plan had run dry. We had no evidence at all to where Zayn was, and I think we were beginning to get restless. Zayn had been missing for 3 weeks now, anything could have happened by now...

Anything...

I shuddered, pushing that to the back of my mind for a darker day...

"LI-AM!" Someone screamed, right in my face.

"Wh-WHAT!" I shouted, shaking my head and jumping back.

"Oh thank God! I thought you'd gone off to wonderland then!" I heard Harry's voice call out.

I in took a breath of air and stood up from leaning against the tree on the grass. Harry grinned sheepishly, his curly brown locks were soaking wet.

I furrowed my brow, "Why is your hair wet, Harold?" I asked, reaching out and tussling his damp curls as I spoke.

He grinned widely, his green eyes sparkling. "Oh, Louis and I were sick of feeling dirty, so we went for a wander and found a pond, lake, river, whatever you want to call it, and we got cleaned up in it. Well, we got dirty first and then cleaned up again. So if I'm extra jumpy and frisky today, you'll know why!" He beamed.

I almost groaned "Lovely, Harry, I really needed to know that"

"You asked!" He accused me.

"Yes, but I asked why your hair was wet, not 'did you have sex with Louis?' you could have just told me you found a lake and got cleaned in there!" I groaned, face palming.

"Now wheres the fun in that?" He said, his eyes sparkling as he laughing loudly.

I sighed at his child-like manner which you soon adopted too, and walked back towards where everyone else was since I had gone over here for peace, Harry running ahead of me like a child.

Niall was laid on the grass, the start of the summer sun booming down over him, glistening on his smooth milky skin. His hair was wet too, so he must have jumped in after them. Louis was sat in the passenger seat, his legs sticking out the open car door, his red skinnies rolled up slightly to get the bit of sun we had on them. Harry had ran over to him and was now perched on his lap, snuggling his face into his lovers neck. Louis arm's were wrapped around Harry's waist, holding him up so he didn't fall.

"Does your pretty little arse still hurt Baby?" Louis asked Harry.

Harry blushed beet red, and nodded lightly. "A bit."

"I know you like it" Louis whispered sexually, making Harry squirm in his tight embrace.

"Alright, break it up!" Niall shouted, jumping on them and splitting them up. Harry fell onto the grass softly and Louis fell backwards with Niall on top of him.