Little Moments Make Us Perfect {Larry Stylinson}

Chapter 3

"If you touch her, I will personally kill you!" Louis threatened.

"You say that like you mean it," he said calmly. "But by touch her, you mean like this," he said. Louis heard shuffling on the other end of the phone, "come here love." He grabbed Evelyn by the arm roughly, she whined loudly. "You don't scare me, Mr. Millionaire. And don't think about offering me anything, there isn't nothing in this world I want more than your daughter."

"Louis what's happening?!" Harry yelled, for more than the fifth time.

"Drive. Faster," Louis hissed. Harry put more pressure on the gas pedal, hitting double the speed limit. "I will do anything," he whispered.

"It's too bad you can't do anything." He said. "Now I want you to listen to this." He grabbed a fistful of Evelyn's hair, and threw her against the wall so hard, her world became black suddenly without warning. "That was the sound of you not being able to do anything. Not your money, not your security guards, not your fame, not your fans, nothing can fix this. And I hope you had a good part of the day with her, because you will never see her again." He said, smirking at the unconscious girl on the floor.

"We will find you, you will spend the rest of your life in prison, you will pay for this," Louis hissed in a dark way. None of the boys had ever seen him like that.

"Well when you do, we can talk about it. But good-luck with that." He said. "Goodbye Mr. Tomlinson, have a nice day." He hung up and threw the phone of the floor, the man picked up Evelyn, walking out of the house, and driving away.

When Louis and Harry arrived, the police were already there, but it had been too late. There was nobody except the neighbors, but they were quite a bit of a ways away.

"My name is Agent Williams, someone called the police with this location. Mr. Styles and Mr. Tomlinson?" A tall man in a suit asked.

"Yes, our daughter," Louis said.

"Evelyn." Harry whispered.

"There is nobody inside the house, Mr. Tomlinson," Agent Williams said, "I'm very sorry. We will do our best to find her. She's not the first to go missing."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously.

"You were away, you might not of heard, famous celebrities children have been going missing all around the world. It's a group, an organization, of criminals. All today, but there was no possible way of knowing, it didn't happen until about noon. I'm sorry to say, there's no traces of anything. Just a smell that police dogs could track, but that could take a while."

"So you're saying there's nothing we can do?" Louis asked.

"You can go on with your lives, and let us handle everything," Agent Williams said.

"Go on with our lives?!" Louis said, almost screamed. "How the hell do you expect us to just go on with our lives?! My daughter, our daughter, is missing! I don't know where she is, who took her, when she'll be back! You expect me to just forget she was ever here-"

Harry cut him off, taking Louis's hands and stepping in front of him to they could only see each other, "okay Louis, yelling at the police will not get you anywhere, alright. We're going to let them do their job, and we are going to do everything we can to find her, okay? Evelyn will be back home before you know it."

Agent Williams nodded, "pleasure, speaking with you. Mr. Styles, Mr. Tomlinson, you will be alerted if we find anything."

"Thank you," Harry said.

The agent walked away, leaving Harry and Louis to go inside.

"How are you not... angry? Or upset, Harry, something." Louis asked, tears in his eyes.