Don't Forget Me (Larry AU)

Asleep

"Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no

'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater." -Sweater Weather, The Neighbourhood

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{Liam's POV}

Zayn and I cruised in his convertable back to Louis' house. We knew the police still had to be there, and it was a good place to start. I had changed my mind a couple times about whether or not I wanted to do this, so it definitely took some convincing from Zayn's part, but I knew deep down this was the right thing. Louis my best friend, and Harry was Zayn's. We needed them back.

I shook my head slowly. "How do we even know where to start?"

Zayn shrugged. "I'm sure Harry's dad has something."

That was something that really surprised me the most. That Harry's dad was on the inside the entire time. It was smart for him to work with them to try and protect Harry, but I really didn't see how it took two years for him to make a move. Come to think of it, nothing was really making sense anyway, so better to just role with it.

"It'll be worth it to get them back." I said quietly, glancing out the window. It was raining hard.

Zayn sighed. "I haven't seen Harry in so long."

"Too bad you didn't see him when he was back for a day."

"I heard he was in a mental hospital."

I shrugged. I didn't really know the entire situation. All Louis told me was that Harry was rescued and was back in the hospital for a little, then was shipped off to a mental hospital for being crazy. Then Samuel got him from there.

Zayn turned on the Tomlinson's street, but once we got there it was surrounded by multiple ambulances and fire trucks.

"What the hell is going on?" I exclaimed.

Zayn's eyes went wide and he pulled the car over.

We both piled out of the car and started running towards the house. We arrived to Louis' house to see that it wasn't really a house anymore at all. It was down in ashes.

I grabbed the first guy I saw and asked frantically, "What happened? Are they all okay?"

The cop gave me a sympathetic look. "Some made it out okay, some weren't as fortunate."

"Tell us what happened!" Zayn shouted shrilly.

The cop shook his head. "I'm not allowed to. Only family."

I took a deep breathe. "I'm their cousin."

The cop pondered for a second, trying to find a flaw in my lie, then eventually waved Zayn and I closer. I stepped closer and Zayn pressed against my back, leaning in and trying to hear as well.

"Luckily, most of them made it out alive, with the exception of two people." The police officer gave me another sympathetic look.

"Who? Who didn't make it?" I asked eagerly, stepping just a little closer to him.

He glanced down at his clipboard, read it over for a second, then said, "A woman by the name of Anna Marshall and a little girl by the name of Charlotte Tomlinson."

Everything inside me dropped. I had never heard of the Anna woman, she must have been one of the cops. But Lottie. Lottie had been killed in the explosion.