5 Lost Directions Continued...

Chapter 41

Charlotte's POV

Nothing. Not a noise from any of the rooms down here. Zayn and I checked every last one and there was nothing. Not a cry for help or even faint whimpering. It's dead silent in this basement, and that's what scares me the most. I turn to look at Zayn who is sitting down on the bottom step of the stair case that leads back up to the main floor. He looks as though he is deep in thought; trying to plan out our next move in his head.

"Well I guess we start working our way up stairs then?" Zayn stands and says in a half defeated half hopeful kind of voice.

I take a deep breath in, running all the possible out comes through my head. Some of them good and some of them terrifying. I know this was my plan to being with, but I feel as though we are going into an uphill battle with very little chace of success. However I know that that's not gonna stop Zayn, Louis, or Liam from finding Niall and Harry, and if they still have a little fight left in them, then I will be right by their side.

"Okay, but you should know that there are 2 floors in this whole building not including the main floor we came in on. So we have to move fast. Dan and the boys could be anywhere, but if my hunch is right, I might know exactly what floor we need to start looking on."

"Okay... which floor is that?" Zayn asks.

The floor I know all to well I think to myself.

I grab Zayn's hand without answering his question because he will find out soon enough what floor I'm talking about. We make our way up the steps and back to the floor we started on. I check to make sure the coast is clear before running to the next flight of stairs. Zayn isn't far behind; repeating my actions he silently makes his way over to me.

"We're going to the top floor." I whisper while keeping an eye on the room to make sure Dan doesn't pop out anywhere.

"Why are you so sure it's that floor?" Zayn questions. "How do you know so much about this place?"

"It was a long time ago. I...I don't know it's a long story." Stumbling for words I cut the topic short and start walking up hoping Zayn will just drop all of his questions and follow.

When I look back he is only a couple of steps behind me. He looks puzzled and mad at the same time. I know I should tell him, but I wasn't lying when I said that it's a long story, and at this very moment, time is something that we don't have. I make a promise to myself that when we get out of here I will come clean and tell the boys everything, and then slip it to the back of my mind so I can focus on the mission at hand.

Once we get to the top, I lay low on the steps and just peak my head out and look down the halls for any sign of Dan or the boys. We have to go to the next floor up so I signal for Zayn to get up and move to the stair case on our right.

He slowly raises his body and walks up the remainder of the stairs. I follow close behind him and we make our way to the last stair case.

We rush up to the top and just sit on the last step.

"Open the fucking door blondie or I swear you will be the next one to drop dead!"

Zayn and I both look at each other with the same expression of horror on our faces. We don't have to say anything to know what the other is thinking. We found Dan and the boys.

Dan's voice sounded as if it was coming from down the hall, so I shift over close enough to the wall so I can peek my head around the corner to get an exact location. Dan is standing outside of a room at the end of the hall, and by what he just yelled seconds ago I can only asume that he's locked out.

"Can you see anything?" Zayn whipsers in my ear.

"Dan is standing outside the door. Niall and Harry must be in there." I whisper back.