Stay Safe

By Your Side

HARRY'S POV:

When Louis got up and left the interview I immediately wanted to go after him. But I know I couldn't, fucking modest. Worry quickly filled my face, I couldn't focus on the interview. It's been 10 minutes since Louis left! Why isn't he back yet? I need to go find him. These thoughts scattered through my mind.

"Harry?"

I immediately jumped from my thinking position. She scared the hell out of me. This bitch.

"Oh I'm so sorry, Harry I didn't mean to startle you!"

"That's okay, I guess I should be paying a bit more attention, huh? You were saying?"

I forced a laugh to escape my lips as everyone else seemed to enjoy my embarrassment.

"Anyways, your new album seems to be a big hit already! Do you like how it turned out?"

"Of course I do! It wouldn't be out there if I didn't."

"Haha okay, well guys it seems as if we are out of time. If one of you could go find Louis so we can close out the interview that would be great."

I threw myself out of my seat at the sound of Louis' name.

"I'll go find him!"

I got stern glances from modest that dug into me and gave me a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"How about you stay here Harry and I'll go searching for him."

I heard a thick Irish accent pour out of the small lad behind me. I really wanted to go find Louis. But modest would never let me. After having Niall talk to me into letting him go he quickly ran off.

NIALL'S POV:

Finally I reasoned with Harry and he allowed me to go find Louis. I swear between Harry and Louis, who I know are dating, and Liam and Zayn, who act like they're dating, I'm the only straight one here. But it doesn't bother me, as long as they're all happy. I find my pace begin to slow as I am at a lost for where to look. Quiet cries begin to fill the vast, empty hallway I ended up in. I followed them. It lead me to I small staircase that lead out the back door of the studio we were in. To my surprise there was Louis, crying, sobbing, uncontrollably.

"Louis? What's wrong?"

I asked, but never got a response. Just heavier sobs. In fear that someone would hear I sat down next to Louis in an attempt to comfort him. I've never seen him like this. Well, not since last year.

"Niall?"

Louis slowly peeped his head up from between his legs. His face was red, blotchy, and his eyes were swollen. He looks as if the poor lad had been crying for hours. When it's only been about 20 minutes.

"Yeah mate, what's going on?"

I try to say in my most comforting voice as I wrap my arm around him and he collapse into me crying even harder than before. Louis begins to mumble into my lap. I can't make out what he's saying.

"Louis, please tell me what's going on?"

No response.

"Is it your family? Is everyone okay?"

Still no response.

He's really starting to scare me. I shake him slightly to try to pull him out of his thoughts. He sharply snaps his head up and looks at me right in my eyes.

"I can't go back."

"Louis we have to go back to finish the interview."

I doubt the interview was still going on though. I've been hunting for Louis for 5 minutes, and sitting here with him for another 5.

"I'm not talking about the interview."

I hear a small whisper escape the small boy.

"Then where can't you go back to?"

"To fight, to war. They need me again."

Louis' sobs were slow, steady. But once he mention the war, he lost it.

"Not the war."

AN: HEY AGAIN!
Oh shit! It wasn't Harry. Sorry for the slight ziam but I'm ziam trash af. No worries! This'll mainly be Larry though. HAVE NO FEAR NIALLER IS HERE!