Make You Mine(H.S.)

Closets and Relatives

Louis' POV

I finished making lunch for Laila and I and carried it back to the computer room. After balancing everything on one arm to open the door, it slid open easily and I walked in.

"Hey Lai-" I began, but paused when I saw Liam's lips upon hers. Harry was gonna be so pissed. I watched Laila push Liam away and quickly climb off of him, rushing past me and slamming the door. Now, it was just Liam and I.

"What the hell did you just do?"

Louis' POV

"What the hell did you just do?"

Liam looked at me with wide eyes and quickly stood up before returning to his typical poker face.

"What I should have done a long time ago," he replied, dusting himself off.

"What do you mean? You barely know the girl!" I exclaimed.

"I know enough about her. Plus, it will ruin Harry once he finds out," he smirked.

"You're treading into some hot water mate," I sighed raking my fingers through my hair.

"Why does it matter? Styles isn't going to hurt me. I'm too far ahead for him to catch up."

"He's pretty clever Liam, we all know it."

"He's clever, but he is no Liam Payne," he chuckled.

"Whatever. I'm going to find Laila," I muttered and left the room.

Laila's POV

What the actual f*ck just happened?! I thought Liam was just being friendly and helping me out with the security system and then the next thing I know, his lips are on mine!

I'm not really sure how to feel about this but I know if Harry finds out, he will rip Liam's head off. Literally.

I heard someone calling my name and tensed up before realizing it was Louis and relaxed. I slowly opened the door of one of the many closets and allowed Louis to slip in.

"Are you okay?" He asked worridly.

"I'll be fine," I mumbled.

"He's just doing it to f*ck with your head."

"Well I don't need anymore problems in my life," I snapped.

"Well did you feel anything?"

"Not exactly," I replied nervously.

"So there was a little something?"

"Well he was being nice so I was caught off guard, but it wasn't disgusting I guess."

"But you still like Harry more?"

"Of course I do! He has his moments but I will always like him better," I assured him.

"Good. Keep it that way. I can't have you going against my best friend."

"I thought he was your cousin."

"Legally, he is, but we share no blood relation," Louis replied.

"Why legally?"

"Well Harry had to have a 'family member' as his emergency contact and so that's me." He answered usiny air quotes.

"That's weird."

"A little, but not too weird."

"So what are we going to do about Liam?" I asked, going back to the main topic.

"I'd say avoid him as much as you can," he sighed.

"So stay in this closet?"

"No," he laughed. "Just keep conversations at the minimum with him."

Harry's POV

3 f*cking hours later we finally landed. Niall would not shut up about how fantastic his nutribullet was and I almost strangled him to death.

I was beyond pissed at this point and had no patience left to ask everyone on the street if they had seen a breathtaking blonde haired girl and two brunette males driving off to somewhere unknown.

I latched onto the first person I saw and threw them into an empty supply closet in the airport.

A slightly startled Niall looked at me and I groaned.

"Of all the people, I had to grab you," I muttered.

"What the hell are you planning on doing?" He gasped, having just caught his breath.

"I need answers now," I snapped.

"And how do you expect to find them by terrorizing random people?"

"Someone is bound to know where they went."

We finally got our bags and hailed down a taxi. I highly doubt Liam's safe house was in the middle of Milan so we'd be doing a lot of driving.

"Take us to the closest hotel," I said to the driver who simply nodded.

I sighed and rubbed my temples while thinking of what I was going to do to find her.

It seemed like we had been driving for ages and I looked up to see several hotels, but the driver made no move to stop. That's strange. I definitely told them to stop at the closest hotel.

"Excuse me sir, but why aren't we stopping?" I asked, irritated.

They ignored my voice and continued to drive.

"Did you not hear me? Where are you going?" I snapped causing Niall to flinch slightly beside me. Still no response.

"ARE YOU F*CKING DEAF?!!!!" I roared.

"Not at all Mr. Styles. I just don't care to discuss where I will be taking you," the driver answered calmly.

"Who are you?!"

"I'm surprised you don't recognize me," he chuckled.

That voice. It sounded so familiar and it definitely did not bring up good memories.

"What the f*ck are you doing here?" I growled.

"Keeping you, from getting what you want."

"Good luck, because it sure as hell hasn't happened in the past."

"Don't be so certain of yourself," he sneered and continued to speed up.

"I don't think you know what I'm truly capable of," I growled.

"You're right, I don't. But I do know you have betrayed many of your friends, trapped the rest of our family, and murdered many innocent people."

The words stung and I knew he was getting to me. I may have vowed never to kill another innocent person, but I sure as hell didn't vow to keep the guilty ones alive.

"Well rest assured, I will find her, dad."

Author's Note

I apologize for the bad updating schedule. School is rough and I have been sick for the past week so that just made it tougher. I can guarantee that I will update every 1-2 weeks though! Thank you all so so much for 100,000 reads it means the world to me! Love you all!