Pop Stars Gone Missing (A One Direction Story)

Chapter 8- Surprises and Pick Up

Now..... Another update!  I can now say that this story is officially planned out until the end! There will be a total of twenty chapters. And there will not be a sequel. The way it is ending, there is no idea for me to make a sequel.

The last chapter was a cliffhanger now wasn't it? Well the answers shall all be revealed now! :)

Now onto chapter 8- Surprises and Pick Up! :)

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*Louis POV*

My plan for Harry to escape didn't go as I thought it would. Harry made it across the car park and was about to go across the street when he cried out and fell to the ground. I look up and see the boss with his remote in his hand. He smiled at me. I gulped. Before I knew it, I was being picked up and dragged over to Harry. He was still moving around in pain but his fights were getting weaker and weaker.

"Stop! Please! Can't you see he has had enough!" I cry.

"Oh shut up! If you wouldn't have done that little stunt, then he wouldn't be in this situation now." The boss said.

I was then shoved to the ground. I stopped right before I landed on Harry. His body stopped moving. I panicked. My hands feel around for a pulse and I finally find one. Thank god.

"You almost killed him! You sick son of a bitch!" I shouted.

My outburst caused some of the people around the car park to look at us. I looked at Jack, Patrick, and the boss, whose name we still haven't learned, and he looked angry. A lady runs over to Harry and kneels down beside him.

"What's wrong with him? Is he okay?" She asks.

I look to the boss and he gives me a look that would say, 'Not one word.' I gulp and look back to the lady.

"He's fine. He just tripped over the curb. We will take him to get checked." I say, holding tears back.

"Okay. All my prayers go to him. I hope he gets well soon." She says.

She gets up and walks away. Soon all the other people that were watching walked away. I look back to Harry and my heart breaks. This is all my fault. I only had once chance to save us and I blew it. Now Harry is unconscious. Then I have another chance at helping us but it wasn't meant to be. I just want to be home with Eleanor. 

Eleanor.

Oh god. They are still going to be taking her and bringing her into this. This time I can't hold the tears back. My hands cover my eyes and I cry. My knees buckle beneath me and I fall to the ground. I lay there crying for what feels like hours but was probably only about five minutes. Soon, I was being yanked harshly off the ground. I wipe my eyes and see Patrick grabbed me. He pulled me up onto my feet and turned me to face the boss.

"Now, let's not make a scene anymore. You both are already in a load of trouble when we get back. Now I want you to pick up Harry and carry him back to the van." He says.

I nod. Slowly, I start to pick Harry up and I wasn't doing it quick enough and they gave me a little zap of shock. I hiss in pain and pick Harry up, holding him bridal style.The boss starts walking ahead of me. Jack and Patrick motion me to follow him so I do. Patrick and Jack follow behind me to make sure I don't do anything. 

We finally reach the van and Jack opens the back door. The boss and Patrick get in the seats up front. I quickly put Harry in first and then climb in after him. After I put us both in the corner, Jack climbs in and shuts the door behind himself. He bangs on the wall and the van starts moving.