Liam's POV
"It's been so long since we've done a twitcam! I miss it." I said while all of the boys and I gathered around the small laptop. As we struggled to all fit into the eyesight of the camera I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me as I took a look around me at the uncomfortable boys piled on one another.
"Ok guys, in three, two, one." My countdown signaled for the boys to stop arguing about who's crushing whose leg. "And we're live! Say hi guys!"
"Hi!" The boys called to the computer in unison.
"It's been so long, how're you guys doing?" Harry asked, smiling like a five year old.
After a short while of catching up, we introduced our first topic of information. But before we could get the message out I heard the front door open and close. I didn't have time to worry about it, for the boys were already getting out of hand.
"Okay, so we have a big announcement for you guys. We wanted to be the first to say that our good friends of 5 Seconds of Summer will be touring with us we when start the tour back up." I was elated with emotions when I first figured out that 5SOS would be coming on tour with us again. So, I was just as happy to share the news with the fans.
"We can't wait to get back on the road with the boys and just start playing shows and meeting all of you." Niall added in his thick Irish accent that I could perfectly imitate after being around it for more than three years.
We took questions from the fans for about half an hour after the big announcement. It seemed like they were pretty pumped to hear the good news, so we thought we would stay and talk. The twitcam ended up being about two hours long.
It was nearing the end when an interesting question popped up on the laptop screen: 'What does Sophie think of the 5SOS boys? :D'
"Umm, good question..." I mumbled as I thought about how I had no idea what went on in my sister's head. She didn't show any fondness towards them, but then again, she doesn't like many people. I knew that she especially didn't like Michael, but I never knew why. I caught him staring at her a couple times, which was awkward for both of us.
"Sophie hasn't really spent that much time with them, but once we get on tour she'll love them." Niall said confidently. I wondered if Niall wished he was in 5SOS rather than One Direction sometimes.
"Yeah, I hope so." I whispered doubtfully so that the laptop wouldn't understand what I was saying.
Soon after that last question, we finally ended the twitcam and I called Sophie down for lunch. When she didn't answer I went to check her room and she was no where to be found. Had I just lost my sister...again?
"Guys? Have you seen Sophie? I can't find her anywhere." I shouted through the empty, yet still cluttered, halls of our house. I got a string of 'No, haven't seen her.'s in reply.
"I'll call my mum and ask if Sophie's over there." Harry offered as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He walked off and I sat down to call somebody of my own. The call rang endlessly before I heard Sophie's quirky voicemail.
"Umm, not sure if this will help, but I found Sophie's phone." Louis yelled from upstairs. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. Why would she leave the house without her phone?
"My mum said she hasn't seen her. I was going to ask her to ask Ed, but apparently he's been home all day too." Harry said as if he was surprised my his brother's behavior. Usually, Edward would always want to be out of the house, so it was odd on those days that he chose to stay in.
"Let's wait here for a while, and if she's not back in thirty minutes then we can panic." Harry planned while giving me a reassuring pat on the back. So, we waited and waited and waited until I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't not know where my sister was when she was under my protection. If I screwed this up the whole world would know.
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Denial
Fanfiction"A room like this could only belong to a complete prat," said a deep, raspy voice from the doorway of the room. I spun around to see someone who looked almost identical to Harry, yet a bit shorter and a lot better looking. He wore black boots, rippe...