We Can't Lose Them
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Niall's Pov
It's been quiet, too quiet, actually. Everyone is so dull, their particular sparkle, is just, gone. No motivation, hope, or positivity is found.
All you can, will, and ever will hear, is the sound of sniffling, and breathing.
We haven't said a word to each other for the passed three weeks.
No signs, clues, not even small videos ,or texts of any kind have been found ever since the kidnapping.
None of us have even left my house, everyone decided to stay here just in case a police officer dropped by with news, but none whatsoever.
I'm not surprised Zayn is here, he says his flat "reminds me too much of Perrie".
A faint knock slaps us out of our thoughts, and all heads snap to the door.
We all look at each other, not speaking, just wondering who's going to get the door.
I tap my foot impatiently. I would gladly get up, and open the door, but I'm not even motivated enough to get up.
"Damn, I'll get it." Harry sighs, stretching his legs, and arms out in front of him, before standing up.
He looks at each and every one of us, before whispering something to himself.
The sound of bare feet slapping against the wooden floors catches my attention, which is now focused on the door, everyone's is.
The slapping noise stops, and the cracking of the doors bolts is heard clearly.
"We have a few questions for you, about the missing girls."
Once the voice of a police officer is heard, everyone straightens up.
Fixing hair, checking breath, flattening out shirts, pulling up trousers, and everyone is seated in perfect posture.
"Come in."
Shoes slapping against the floor awakens me, and gives me a bit of hope.
"This wont take long, but I'm Officer Roger Holmes, and this is our detective, James Baron."
I nod, wanting this to speed up already.
"Do you, or any of the girls have records of kidnapping, or anything along those lines?"
"Yeah actually, my daughter Naomi Horan has been kidnapped before." Belle says, pulling her knee up to her chin.
"Parents?"
"Belle Anne Booker, and Niall James Horan."
"Did you happen to find out the offenders names?"
"No, not that I can remember."
"How long ago was the first kidnapping?"
Belle hums. "About a month, almost two ago, now."
"Alright, now we might be able to find out the first kidnappers identities through your daughters clothes she wore while at their house. Fingerprints."
"I have the shoes that she wore there? I'm not sure that'd help very much, though." Belle sighs.
"Anything will do."
Belle nods, putting her leg back down onto the ground, before standing up, and disappearing upstairs.
The room falls silent yet again, until Belle re-appears into the family room.
"Here you are." Belle says, placing the black boots into the detective's.
gloved hands.
"Thank you for your time, we'll call you, have a great day." The officer says, walking out of the door, followed by the detective, who gives a quick smile.
"Maybe we should go out today, I hate having the room so silent." Belle says, pushing her brown waves out of her face.
No one speaks.
Sighing in frustration, I hear feet slapping against the floors again, but noting how they're echoeing, Belle must've ran upstairs.
"I'm gonna go talk to her.." Danielle whispers, sliding off of the couch, and following Belle upstairs.
Eleanor points towards the stairs, then goes as well.
Zayn pulls himself up, and begins walking towards the door, slamming it behind him once he exits.
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Belle's Pov
"I cant cope knowing I'll never get my only child back, girls." I sigh.
"Don't be so negative about it, they'll find her! And Perrie!" Danielle cheers, lifting my chin up so my eyes meet hers.
"What is there to be positive about? It's been three, weeks! Almost a month!" I say, falling backwards onto Niall and I's bed.
"Calm it, babe." Eleanor points at me.
Her eyes light up, and she beams at me. A soft smile creeps along her face, a smile I haven't seen in what feels like ages, really makes me feel good.
"What's on your mind, pretty girl?" I ask, using my forearms for support, as I quickly sit up, facing her.
"Don't say no." Eleanor says, narrowing her eyes at me.
"I wont, I wont." I sigh, leaning onto one arm as I run my fingers through my hair.
"Promise?" Eleanor asks, holding out her pinky, as if we're small children.
"Eleanor!" I laugh, wrapping my pinky finger around hers.
"You too, Dani." Eleanor says, holding her other pinky out for Danielle to tie with.
Danielle sighs, connecting her pinky with Eleanor's.
Eleanor sighs. "Okay, I've decided that all of us should go clubbing, as in us girls, and the guys."
If would be fun. We'd be getting our minds off of the whole kidnapping case, and hopefully get out of this funk for a while.
"I'm up for it!" I smile, finally untangling my pinky from Eleanor's.
"As am I." Danielle laughs, dropping her's as well.
We stand up, and leave the room. Bumping into each other a bit in the hallway because we left the light off, but safely made it downstairs.
"We've decided that all of us are going clubbing, no buts." Danielle says, pointing her finger at them. "We're gonna have fun tonight, and can get back into our funk tomorrow, either way we're getting drunk."
Shockingly, the lads agree, tackling each other as they begin sprinting upstairs, but not before grabbing us first.
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Niall's Pov
Once we all finished showering, and changing into clothes, the lads used mine, and the girls borrowed Belle's dresses, heels, and used some makeup, but either way everyone looked amazing.
"Wow it's almost one a.m. already?" we take a long time to get ready." Louis asks, throwing his phone onto my bed.
"Let's go, it'll be packed, and if we rush we might not have to stand in line, I just wanna party." Belle laughs, the energy, and excitement pulsing through her.
Tonight, we go public.
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Danielle and Liam are still together in this story, so there's no confusion. Sorry if Sophia appeared in a chapter before.
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