"alright. Well . . . Thank you, anyways"

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Chapter seventeen

"alright. Well . . . Thank you, anyways"

               "All of the police officers in London have been notified to keep an eye out for Louis Tomlinson, but we do have other important things to take care of as well, not just looking for a boy who could have run away from home for some dumbass reason" officer Darren said to Jay Deakin.

Louis' mum. A very worried forty-two-year-old woman with seven children, including Louis. Her eldest child missing, and has no clue as to where he could be.

"Please tell me you have found something, anything that can tell me what has happened to my son?" Jay replied, nervously.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we haven't a single thing or heard anything from anyone about seeing a boy get taken or running off" the man replied.

"Oh!" She frowned, "alright. Well . . . Thank you, anyways" the worried mother said, the officer sadly smiled at her then drove off in his squad car, the woman walked back into her home.

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[Harry and Zayn's text conversation]

Zayn: Hey, Haz. Can I come over for some fun?

Harry: Fun?

Zayn: Yes, fun. Can I come over and have some fun with Louis? I won't fuck him or anything, but I do want to touch that beautiful body of his. So, can I?

Harry: Yeah, I guess. When?

Zayn: Now?

Harry: Alright, sure.

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