The Sickly Sweet Mistake (A One Direction FanFic) [On Hold]

Chapter 11- Harry

Niall

We all had a bit of a laugh. Then I noticed the time.

"Woah." I breathed "Is it already that late?" The rest of the lads looked at the clock. It was 5:32 pm. Ironically time, my stomach growled. Everyone laughed.

"Ok, I'll take you down!" Harry said jokingly. We all laughed again.

"Why don't you get something for all of us?" Louis asked, handing Harry a $20 bill.

And off we went to the cafeteria. But something was off with Harry...

Harry

I took Niall down to the cafeteria. Honestly, I just really needed some air. I felt a little trapped in that room, especially when I couldn't get up from under Zayn.

Our whole walk down was silent. Even the rest of the hospital seemed quiet. It wasn't exactly an uncomfortable silence, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either. It was almost eerie.

I think Niall sensed how uncomfortable I felt, because he stopped me in the corner of the cafeteria.

"Bud, do you want to go outside for a minute?" All I could do was nod, and he lead me out of the room and into the parking lot. "The van?" I nodded again. We got in and just sat there.

More silence.

"Do you mind if I leave you here? The lads are waiting for some food. And me too..." I chuckled and he looked at me, smiling a little.

"Go right ahead." He left the van, and I watched him walk back to the doors. He looked back and I gave him a small wave. He waved back and entered the building. I felt a little better having a bit of space. I closed my eyes, and rested my head on the seat. I didn't realize how tired I was. It was probably the stress.

As I felt sleep wipe over my body, which I happily welcomed, my last worried thought popped into my head.

Why Olivia?...

Liam

Niall arrived a few minutes later with an arm load of food, but no Harry.

"Where'd you lose Haz?" Louis cut in before I could say anything.

"He needed some air, so I took him out to the van." Niall replied while trying to pass out the food without dropping it all.

I was the first to see the problem.

"You left Harry Styles outside, in public, in an unlocked van?" I gave him a look.

"Yeah, So?" Then it clicked. "Uh oh...."

Before I could say anything else, Louis and Niall dashed out of the room. Leaving me with a still seemingly dazed Zayn.

Louis

Oh. My. God. How could this have happened? This was certainely one of my top 5 worst days ever.

Niall and I dashed out of the room, running past nurses who gave us evil eyes, looks of shock, and overall annoyed glances.

We pushed opened the exit doors and burst into the parking lot. We ran towards the van.

"Crap." Niall exclaimed. He wasn't in the van. I looked at Niall

"We've got to search the hospital."

Zayn

I stayed with Liam in the hospital room. When the lads left, I simply grabbed some lunch and started eating. When Liam noticed he chuckled a little, and grabbed some himself. We sat there eating until we heard an English accent over the loudspeaker.

"We are looking for Harry.-" then an Irish accent cut in

"Curly brown hair. Cheeky smile. British accent." Then the English accent took over

"If you see him, tell him his family is looking for him in room 201. That is all."

Liam and I looked at each other.

"Was that..." He started

"I think it was." I reply.

We burst out laughing.

"Wait. That means..." He looked worried. Then I understood.

"Harry's missing."