Larry One-Shots and Sickfics

Harry- Kidnapping (flu) II

HI!!!! I'm awful at posting but I've been super busy and I finally finished this part. I really hope you like it!

I wake up to the sound of quiet snoring. I look over to see the living room light on. Niall must be asleep in there. I sit up slowly and cautiously, trying not to be hit with another dizzy spell. Much to my relief, I feel no dizziness at the moment. My headache's turned to a dull ache at the back of my skull. I guess I feel a little better.

I stand up and make my way to the living room to check on Niall. The snoring gets louder as I approach Niall's slumbering form on the couch. "Niall?" I call.

Nothing.

I guess I should let him sleep then. I see my phone buzz on the table in front of me. Huh, I wonder who that could be. There's no light coming from the window so it must be pretty late at night.

I walk over to it and see the screen light up again.

It's Louis.

Louis: Hey Haz. How are you?

Louis: I know with the time zones and everything you're probably asleep but text me when you see this ok? I wanna hear from you. I really miss you, Haz.

How am I? I don't know how I am. I have a lot going on. I can't tell Louis that though. I don't want to worry him and ruin his trip. I don't want to lie to him either.

I decide to just not respond for now. I'm supposed to be asleep anyway.

Wait what time is it? I check my phone to see it's 1:12 AM. That means Niall probably won't wake up for another few hours. I can investigate. I decide to leave a note for Niall on the fridge so he'll see it when he wakes up.

I grab my coat and make my way back to the pharmacy.  I decide to take my car this time, not wanting to risk passing out again. It's not raining as heavily now, I can see much better.

I arrive at the pharmacy and park my car. Niall doesn't believe that I saw that girl get taken but I know what I saw and she needs my help. I walk around to the alley where it happened, carefully checking around the area for any clues that might give me some information on that girl or whoever took her.

I try to picture any details but it's all a blur. I walk around the alley for couple more minutes until I start feeling a tightness in my chest. Suddenly I'm hit by a coughing spell, I cough until my throat feels like sandpaper. I lean against a dumpster for support while I catch my breath.

A dark green van pulls up about 15 feet or so ahead of me in the alley. Something about this car looks familiar but I can't quite place it. Two guys step out of the van, one's tall and fairly skinny, the other is slightly shorter and more muscularly built. I crouch down behind the dumpster to stay out of view. They stand outside the van, leaning against it.

"Well then? Where is he?" I hear the shorter one say.

"I dunno man, he said he'd meet us here at 1:30," says the taller man.

"He knows we've got his girl. He can't afford to be late!" The shorter man says, clearly losing his patience.

What do they mean 'they've got his girl'? Maybe they're the ones who I saw the other night.

I feel that familiar tightness in my chest again. I try to hold back the cough but the pressure in my chest grows and I begin coughing uncontrollably.  Oh no, they can probably hear me. I need to get out of here. I stand up quickly. Bad idea. I start seeing double and lose my balance, hitting the dumpster. A loud crashing sound echoes through the alley.