Chapter 16: Claustrophobia

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AN: I'm so sorry for this crappy chapter it's just that exams stressed me out a lot and I guess that's why I wasn't so focused while writing this. There might be a few spelling mistakes but it's just that I'm too sleepy. I did go back and reread it to edit it but I might've not caught every single mistake cause I'm really tired. *Yawn* sorry if you're not that satisfied. I'll try better next chapter.

Harry's POV

"What exactly did he SAY?" Paul asked me for the millionth time.

"That's all!" I screamed as I stood up from the couch. "That's all he fucking said! 'We've got him' that's all he said!" I desperately ran my hands through my curls.

Liam, Zayn, Louis, El, and Mel along with a few other body guards and some police men stared at me from around the living room. After the call at the fair I told them what happened and Paul instantly called a secret service police and brought us home. We've been here half an hour just describing what happened, when was the last time we saw him, and all those necessary questions.

Paul sighed.

"Harry, I need you to calm down. We're almost done alright?" he said as he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"Sir, did you recognize the number on your caller ID?" a guy with khakis and a black tucked-in shirt asked. I shook my head remembering I didn't even glance at the caller ID.

"Check," Liam said. I quickly reached for my phone and snatched it out of my pocket.

"What's it say?" Zayn urged.

"It-it was from Niall's phone," I said confused.

"Typical. They wouldn't be calling from one of theirs knowing we could trace it back. Still, this call can lead us somewhere so may we please keep your phone?" khakis-pants guys said. I nodded as I handed him the phone. He retrieved it and put it in a clear, plastic bag.

"Okay boys," Mr. Alton, the guy from management said. "We need to go over some points," he finished.

"What points?" Louis asked.

"Well clearly, points involving the band. We will not inform the media of what happened to Niall. It'll create lots of chaos and interfere with the police's investigation," Alton's monotone voice boomed.

"But, fans can always help?" Liam said.

"In this case I'm afraid they'll be getting in our way, also, putting Mr. Horan's life in MORE danger. Isn't that so Carter?" Alton turned towards khakis guy.

"Yes, media chaos CAN intervene with our investigations," khakis guy, Carter, answered.

"What will we tell them then? Fans will notice his missing, they'll start asking us," Zayn put in.

"That's simple. Niall got homesick and went to visit his parents," Alton said looking over his papers.

"That won't do though," Mel said.

"It will for now," Alton's cold voice answered. I glared at him. Why is management so heartless?

"Now, we will also cancel the couple of interviews until we find Niall. The tour might have to be canceled as well-"

"What?" we shrieked. Mr. Alton looked up in surprise.

"What? You'll all go on tour with out Niall? Cause if you would I could simply do some arrangements and-"

"No!" we shrieked again. Alton sighed.

"Exactly. So a couple of events will be canceled. You boys are not to exit this house with out guards, you are not to sneak at night to go to pubs, you are not to act on something with out permission first, and if by any chance you guys contact Niall you are to tell us immediately," he finished.

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