The True Meaning of Love- Larry Stylinson

Chapter 19

Louis' POV:

It's been 3 days since Lucy and Ed have gone missing, things are getting worse around here. Zayn and Liam have told me that they think Niall has some part in all this, but why? I don't understand what he has against me or Harry. My head is pounding, this is all too much to take in. However, first things first: We need to find the last place Ed and Lucy visited, find that, find Harry. I'm so sorry Harry, no one deserves this, especially not you.

I ruffled my swept, chestnut hair as I tried to think of the past events. I began searching through the files in front of me, desperately trying to find some sort of clue as to where they could be. A memory lingered in the back of my mind but as hard as I tried to draw it out, it just won't budge. I had work in an hour or so and if I didn't find anything then it's another day wasted... How do I even know if Harry is still alive? No, don't think like that. Harry would never give up on me and neither will I. I have to find him.

My palms began sweating as I looked through some more files: The downtown Hospital, an abandoned factory, An empty House Estate and an abandoned warehouse. These were the last locations I sent Lucy and Ed, was it not? Harry must be in one of these locations! My heart pounded as I joined up the dots and with no hesitation I made for the door, taking my car keys from the desk on the way. It was time to get my Harry back.

I got in the car and turned on the ignition. The smell of petrol filled my nostrils as I drove off, pulling my phone out of my side pocket, I dialled Zayn's mobile number. There was no answer. Instead, I left Zayn a message telling him that I have a good lead on Harry. There was no time to wait for anyone though, a minute waiting is a minute wasted. 

Zayn's POV:

It was 8:00am in the morning when a constant beeping sound interrupted my sleep, I banged my fist on the source of the noise, instantly stopping it. My alarm clock fell on the floor on impact and I had to get up to get it. I had work in an hour and it was Louis' first day back at work too. Me and Liam decided to throw him a little welcome back party after work and the plan was he would get the venue and invitations done while I was at work and when we swapped shift's, I would be in charge of the decorations. However, there was something wrong and I could feel it, today just had that ominous feel to it, the thought was enough to constrict the air from my lungs, choking me. I began to undress and head into the shower. Waiting for a few minutes for the water to heat up, I slowly placed myself under the falling water, the warmth spread throughout me like poison, however this felt nice. I began to wash my hair and played with the bubbles the shampoo gave when I could faintly hear my phone ring from my bedroom. I had no choice but to leave it of course. Giving out one heavy sigh, I turned the shower off and wrapped a tower around my waist before heading back to my room.

I put on my work clothes, consisting off: A green custom Starbucks shirt, black skinny jeans (although the work slipped insisted on black trousers but they were fashion suicide so I choose not to.) and my formal shoes. I began to work on my hair which on a normal day would take me half an hour to perfect, well, time means beauty, right? My Phone lay on in front of my desk with my mirror, so just as I waited for my straighteners to heat up, I decided to check on my phone to see who phoned me earlier on. The call came from Louis however he didn't leave a voicemail so maybe it was of no importance. Until I saw he left a message again. Scratching my brow in confusion I read the message.

From Louis:

Zayn, I think I know where they are keeping Harry, I phoned you but you didn't answer. I decided to check the locations alone, don't worry I'll be fine. I'm just tired of waiting, I've waited for these past week and now I have a good chance of finding him, I have to take it. I hope you understand. I'll phone you.