Beat Still

Chapter 20: Beat Still

*Harry's Pov*

I strutted into school ignoring the usual stares and whispers from every girl and even a few guys. The boys and I are always gawked at and even though it's flattering (and understandable) it can get really annoying. We're just normal lads...

"Harry! Yo Harry, wait up!" I stopped in my tracks and waited for my blonde friend to catch up. "Are you ready for today mate?"

I threw an arm around Niall as we walked towards our lockers down the hall. I thought for a minute before answering. Did he mean the first day of classes? The rush of girls that were sure to be attacking us, asking about our holiday?

Or, hmm, let me think...maybe he's referring to what we've got planned for Louis' punk ass? Yeah I'm going to go with the last one.

"I've never been more ready for anything in my life." I stated in a low tone while opening my locker. The deep rasp of my voice startled even myself, so I wasn't surprised to see Niall look at me with wide eyes.

"Woah, dramatic much?" He rolled his bright blue eyes," Don't worry your curly little head, we're going to get that fucker." And I'm the dramatic one?

"Stick to the plan, yeah? We just want answers, not blood." I shut the locker door and leant against it as we waited for Leeroy and Liam. We preferred to walk into class together. Although it won't be the same without Lou.

But if all goes according to plan, we won't be heading to class right now anyway...

I say that as if the plan is genius or something. We're literally just going to grab Louis before he goes to class and try to find out why he did what he did.

Nothing too extravagant. Just a good old fashion capture and corner until all of our questions are answered.

"Harry. Niall. Are we ready?" Liam strolls to my locker calmly, giving us each a nod. He may seem like his normal self but I can see the fire in his eyes. He's definitely ready.

"No sign of him yet. Where's Lee?" Niall says before I can answer.

"Getting intel. If it's one thing he's good at besides dancing and telling a good story, it's gossip." I nod in response and continue keeping watch.

Niall unwraps a honey bun and begins chomping happily. I swear that boy is never not eating.

I checked my watch and saw that we only had about three minutes before class starts. Where is he?!

"Hi boys." Leeroy quickly headed in our direction. His usually cheery greeting seemed flat as did his usually bouncy hair. His eyes, unlike his brother's, looked sad and tired. This is not our Leeroy, he must've heard something upsetting.

"Hergly, diffyou findley?" The two boys stared at Niall with confused expressions as he still chewed on his glazed heart attack of a breakfast. I thought I told him not to talk with his mouth full?

"What?" Leeroy and Liam questioned simultaneously.

"He said: Hey Lee, Did you find Louis?" I smirked smugly as Niall patted my back and attempted a smile (as his mouth was still full).

This is what 6 years of friendship will do. Teach you how to understand each other's language. Niall's was Mouthfullanese, where as mine was either Guess-what-this-pout-is-for or Inside-joke-with-myself.

"Ohhhh, oh oh oh. Kkay, I totally knew that. About that...no I did not find Louis, but I do know where he might be." Leeroy said quickly and started picking nervously at his nails.

"Welllll....?" Liam poked his brother's shoulder as if to tell him to spit it out.

"Uhm. It's quite possible he is with his girlfriend. Eleanor."