Chapter 4

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***ok I'm sorry, but this is the cringiest chapter ever, so just read n try not to die***
-May 22nd-
-Niall-

Louis slept over my apartment. The boys were coming over today because Zayn apparently had some big news that he wanted to tell the rest of the boys.

I racked my brain trying to figure out what it could possibly be, I even texted the other guys to see if they knew anything, but it was evident it was a big question mark.

"I'm worried," Louis said finally breaking the silence between us.

I can't handle bad news right now, Jessica was still kidnapped and little to no leads had been made. I told myself I wouldn't lose hope but everyday it dwindled a bit more from the previous day. At night I'd look up at the stars and think to myself maybe she's looking up too and for a minute I felt comforted. It killed me, that I didn't know if she was okay, I knew absolutely nothing. What if she was dead?

"You okay, bud," Louis asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Just thinking about Jessica," I truthfully answered, my heart breaking. I hated going even a day without her and now it's been over a year. It puzzled me how they were able to find him every other time and now it seemed that he had vanished.

"I know," Louis said knowingly, embracing me in a tight hug. All the boys were hurting but I was the one with Jessica. They knew I
was hurting a lot more than the rest of them and although they didn't seem to want to intrude on my life, I could tell they worried. I liked being alone, of course everyone likes to be alone sometimes, but it was becoming unhealthy. They didn't know exactly what I did when I was alone but they could probably guess.

"I just wish, I could know if she was okay or not, we know nothing. What if she's dead," I asked desperately searching for an answer, although I had a feeling she wasn't, but there was no way to know.

"Niall anyone that knows Jessica, knows she's a fighter. I know there's a lot of uncertainties, but I think you know deep down, she's still alive. We'll find her, I promise," Louis says making me feel the slightest bit better. I know he's right. I know the boys are all there for me and they always will be, but Louis just manages to always say the right thing.

"You're right," I tell Louis, a small grin forming on my face.

"They're almost here," Louis informs me, looking down at his phone.

"Do you have any idea of what this is about," I ask exasperated.

"I have a few ideas, but I hope I'm wrong," Louis truthfully answers.

A knock at the door halts our conversation.

"I got it," I announce, opening the door.

The boys come into view, I give them all a hug as they enter my apartment. Louis doing the same.

They all take places on the couches in the living room.

"Do you guys want anything, like something to drink," I questioned standing in the kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water.

"Do you have soda," Harry inquired.

"Is coke okay," I ask grabbing a glass from the cabinet.

"I guess so," Harry answers, sticking his tongue out.

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