Running Over Thoughts

part 13- Liam ????

hey so the whole co-writter thing didnt work out so im  going to get off my ass and finish it myself. so the entry thing is closed. enjoy this chapter becaus there wont be many more. <3

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I heard liam get home late that night. I wonder where he was. I was sleeping on the boys couch in their room becasue me and zayn fell asleep there. I guess he didnt notice us because he didnt say anything. He went straight to the bathroom and went in he didnt shut the door so I crept off the couch into the hall and peeked in the bathroom.

He washed water on his face and started to peel off a mask, or skin layer. Underneath was not liam. This explains everything. the contacts, the acting weird, the small shoes. I crept slowly back to Zayn and shook him lightly.

"zayn, zayn wake up please" I wispered kinda scared of the situation

"humm" he grumbled opening his eyes

"shhh, liam is not actually liam, someone is faking being him" I said, he gave me a strange look "Zayn im not joking go look it the bathroom" he got up and went to the bathroom peering in slowly, his eyes opend with shock. I quickly grabbed my phone and called paul.

"hello" he anwerd grogilly

"paul help, the real liam is gone and someones faking being him" I said quietly into the phone

"what, ill be there as soon as possible" he said I could hear him getting dressed

"please hurry" then I hung up. i layed back on the couch and signaled zayn to do the same. We dont want him to notice us. We waited for what seemed like an hour. Paul eventually showed up he opened the door quietly but "liam" seemed to notice and he came out of the bathroom. Paul ran quickly to the guy sending him to the ground. He handcuffed him and turened the lights on. I guess the other boys heard the fall becasue theyall came out of their room. shocked we all stood infront of the man on the ground

"who are you, police are on their way" paul asked

"sorry i can tell you" he smirked

"why did you do this to liam" I asked

"only i can know that love" he winked at me, eww.

" As I said police will be here and you will be arrested and you will have to confess" paul said but the guys didnt answer. The police showed up and asked us to leave this room so we all went back to zayn and I's room. we were all pretty tierd so all five of us slept horizontaly on the bed. It was uncomfortable but big enough so we werent on top of each other.

When we woke up paul was on the couch.

"He opend up to us last night" he said taking a sip of the coffee he had

I sat up quick "really, what did he say"

"well his name is John Fraiser, he workes for himself. He didnt tell us where liam is though and now there is a big hunt to find him. He also said he took liam the first day we were here, in an ally way. He changed places with him so he could tear the band apart by not liking Delilah and starting fights" he said

"the ally where zayn found me? there is an abandonned appartement building right in the ally, you guys should look there" i said concerned, it never hit me that he was kidnapped.

"can we do anything to help" Louis asked.

"I would love you guys to help but its too dangerous" he said taking another sip

"but its ot dangerous for me, I know this city inside out and I know everyone. I know the police know it well, but they just know popular drug places and stuff I know all the abandoned buildings, Please let me help" I said walking to him

"NO absolutly not, we dont know how dangerous this guy is" zayn said

"please just let me talk to him" I begged

"fine but you will be supervised" paul said, zayn grunted unhapplily.

" thank you ill be ready in 5" I got up got changed right there forgetting that the boys were here and then I ran out paul right after me. He waved at the security guard taking over his job.

when we got to the police station i was sat in a room with paul standing at the door with 2 police there also. John was braught into the room.

"hello John" i smirked

"well hello delilah" he said winking

"so tell me, where are you from" I asked

" well I was born in ontario but I moved here when I was a couple months and ive lived in montreal ever since" he said. so he knows the area.

"what part do you live in, I used to live out a little further than the city" I asked him not writting down anything

" I used to live in the southern part, the slums, my mom had a bad job and my father left us. But now I live down town on a friends couch" he siad

"Im really sorry about your childhood, is your friend a part of this thing" i asked

"no, i was just sleeping at his house i didnt even eat there" he said taking a sip of the water they braught us.

"can i ask you what it takes for a man to do soemthing like this" i smiled sinceraly.

"I dont know, I regrett it, I just wanted their fame to be over. I dont fully understand my hate for them myself so i cant really explain things" i leaned back

"do you feel guilty" I leaned onto the table

"yes" he put his head down

"if you tell us where he is, me and the boys will forgive you completly. you wont have to feel guilty. guilt is much worse than the ferderal consequences." I placed my hand on his shoulder, he looked up.

"he in the old 22 building. do you know where that is" he said

"yes i do, thank you so much, you're forgivin" I said getting up so did he. I went over and hugged him and thanked him again for co operating, since apparently that the only thing he didnt do the night before.

Paul and I walked out of the room and told the police the directions to the 22.

"your a natural Delilah" he smiled "we couldnt get that much out of him yesterday only the stuff I told you and that was hard to get out, trust me" he said

"thank you, I really enjoyed that except for the situation of course, I might pursue a career in that. Now lets go find liam" i said

"You cant come" he said sturnely

"im sorry but I am comming" then I ran of to his car getting in.

"fine, but Zayn is going to kill me" he mummbled.