What About Now || h.s. *COMPLETED*

Chapter 61 - Precious Cargo

"He's probably just out somewhere," I said as I shut my eyes.



"No, Katie, he's gone. He left his phone here and everything."




I reopened my eyes when my brother started shaking me.



"I'm sure he's fine, Bradley."




I pushed his hands away and shut my eyes. My brother is probably overreacting. Louis is probably just out on a snack run or something.





"I don't think so, Katie. He seemed like he was in a bad mood after we came home."



I opened my eyes again and softly scoffed; it didn't look like my brother was going to go anywhere until I was as worried as him.


"Bradley, I'm sure Louis is fine. Now go away and let me sleep."



Then Liam came through the door.





"Katie! Harry! Get up! Louis has gone missing!"



I felt Harry jump awake. Now I knew this was serious.




"What?" Harry asked.




"Louis has gone missing, Harry! He left his phone here so there's no use in call him," Liam said.





"Where do you he think he could have gone?" I asked.



Liam looked at me with a glare. "I should be asking you that, Katie."





"Why me? Why would I know where he'd run off to?"






"Because he seemed pretty depressed after you three had that conversation in the bathroom."



I sat up on my bed and stared back at Liam. I couldn't believe he was blaming me for Louis' disappearance.




"So you're saying it's my fault that he's gone missing?"





"Technically no..."






I got off the bed and slid on my flip flops that were underneath the bed.





"Come on, Harry. Let's go find Louis," I said as I ran out my bedroom door.






"What about me?" Liam asked.





"You can come too."






I ran into the kitchen and grabbed my keys out of the bowl on the counter. Then I ran out of the house and hopped into my car. I was tapping the steering wheel. If it was my fault that Louis was missing, I wanted to find him soon. Harry got in the front passenger seat while Liam sat. In the back.






"What did you guys do? Fall down a hole? What took you so long?" I asked and I stepped on the gas, but realized I hadn't turn my car on yet.





Harry turned the keys for me and put the car in drive. The car lurched forward and I was driving down the street.




"Katie, slow down. We've got precious cargo on board," Liam said.




I thought he was talking about himself, but I looked in the rearview mirror and saw Bradley sitting next to Liam.






"Bradley! What are you doing?" I yelled.






"I wanted to help," Bradley said.








"You have to go home!"





"Babe, it's too late. Just keep driving," Harry said as he put his hand on my shoulder.





I was taking sharp turns around corners and gunning it down the straight streets.





"Katie, we'll never find him if you are driving at the speed of light. Slow down," Liam said.





So I let off the gas pedal and began to drive slower. I looked in the rearview mirror to see the terrified look on Bradley's face. He's never seen me drive this crazy before. Well, I was never the reason for someone's disappearance either, so he had every right to be scared.





"I'm sorry if I'm scaring you, Bradley," I said.






"It's alright, Katie," Bradley said.






I could tell by his voice that he was scared.







"No it's not. I shouldn't be driving that way. It's a bad influence on you."






"I'm only twelve!"







"Yeah, you'll be driving in four years and --"





"Katie, just focus on finding Louis," Harry said.






I was probably going extremely slow down streets. Liam, Harry and I were looking out our windows in search for Louis. We drove past the park; he wasn't there. We checked inside Nandos; he wasn't there. We even checked a club, but he wasn't there.




When I was driving past the high school, I saw someone that looked exactly like Louis sitting on a bench. I stopped the car where it was in the street, got out of the car and began running towards the person. Sure enough it was Louis.




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So she found Louis!


Would you drive that crazy if someone you knew went missing of it was your fault?


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