Take Us Back (1D)

The Night of the 49th

I step out of the 'shower' and dry my body with the fluffy towel. I get back into my tattered clothing. As I run the towel through my hair to dry it, I walk around to find Louis. I stop dead in my tracks as I spot something that confirmed my suspicions.

Louis...

His face was largely printed onto a large poster. He was smiling and was in a car with an unfamiliar blond boy. In the backseat was Harry with his arms around Liam and Zayn.

On the floor was a pile of colorful sharpies. I approached the poster and kneeled to the ground, picking up a sharpie. On the side was a signature that said something I couldn't read. I picked up the orange sharpie that read "Louis" on the side. I dropped it to the floor and stood up quickly. My hand was over my mouth as I stared at the poster.

"Ray?" Louis' voice startled me. "You.. You shouldn't be here." His face wasn't cheery as usual.

"I'm sorry..." I trailed off. "But Louis," I pointed to the poster.

"Don't ask about it." He snapped.

"But Louis!"

"Don't!"

"I just-"

"No, Ray. No questions. I will not talk about it, so don't even waste your breath." He storms out of the isle. I can here his footsteps fade away. All I wanted was to tell him that I knew where his friends were and that they were okay.

I sigh and walk out of the isle to find Louis.

"Louis?" My voice echoes through the store. "Louis I'm sorry. Please come out. I have something really important to tell you!"

I walk past every isle but soon start to hear soft sobs.

"Louis?"

"Just go away." He speaks, and I can locate his voice better.

"Please, it's important." I turn my head around the corner of a toy shelf and see Louis with his head in his hands and his body shaking from his ragged breath. I sit next to him and rub my hand on his back. "Please don't cry. You have no reason to-"

"But I do have a reason. I lost the only people who ever cared about me. I made four best friends and now I'm alone. I would give anything to see them again?"

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Well, Louis. All you have to say is 'Ray you are a god and I will worship you forever' and I can help you out."

He lifts his head and looks at me with confused, bloodshot eyes. He looks so broken; I'm guessing he tries to hide that.

"What do you mean?"

"Louis, I know where your friends are." His face changes a little bit.

"Stop fucking with me Ray. I don't need this." He says cautiously but hopefully.

"How else would I know their names?" I smirk. "Harry, Liam, Zayn."

"Oh my god Ray!" He screams. "Wait, what about Niall?"

"Oh. The other one right? Well we don't know where exactly he is. But don't worry! We'll find him eventually! But seriously Louis I can take you to them."

"How do you know them?" Excitement flows through his voice.

"Well one day, about eight days ago, I was walking up a road. A pickup truck came out of no where and inside was a boy who introduced himself as Harry. He was a bit of an asshole at first, but he proved to be a cool guy. So somehow I ended up in the car with him and we were just driving.