Read Between The Lines

Cafe

HARRY'S POV

It's the next day now, and it's currently 2:12pm in the afternoon. I'm here at a Cafe downtown. Last night, Arabella and I kept on making out until we couldn't feel our lips. 

Who's complaining though? Not me.

I'm glad that Louis didn't make me set Arabella free, or I would have done something that he wouldn't like. 

"Here's your sandwich sir, and your completely black coffee" the blonde haired waitress says, pushing her chest up in order to get my attention. 

I just rolled my eyes. 

I grumbled a small thank you under my breath and shot her a glare. She scurried away quickly, not before swaying her hips a little bit more. 

I'm quite observant, so it's not unusual for my eyes to wonder around. 

Sometimes, when I look at people I wonder what goes through their heads. I wonder what they've been through or what they're currently going through. 

Sometimes, I look at people and I do not wan't to know what goes through their head. 

I see an old man sitting alone which brings a frown to my face. 

I see a young girl with a child in her arms. The child could be her sister or her own daughter. 

*Sigh* 

I went looking for Gemma today, but again no luck. I have hope that I will find her and I will continue to do so. 

I look around the cafe and notice a girl similar to Gemma, walking in with a boy hand in hand. 

Wait..

I walk into the cafe, since I was sitting outside to go look for them. 

When I get inside the cafe, someway, somehow, I lost them. 

That wasn't Gemma. Gemma doesn't have a boyfriend nor would she be holding hands with a random guy, while she's kidnapped. 

Gemma's kidnapped.

I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts and return back to my seat. My eyes are just playing games and so is my mind. That wasn't Gemma, it couldn't have been Gemma. 

She definitely had her hair though, I just wish I could have seen her face to reassure myself that it definitely wasn't my baby sister. 

The guy that was holding her hand was definitely 18 or 19, Gemma wouldn't go for a guy that old, she knows right from wrong and she knows that's illegal. 

I miss her voice. I miss how the house would feel like home whenever she was around.

Arabella fills the house up now, I have days where I can't wait to go home just so I can see her innocent little face. 

I feel bad leaving her in the basement, but I don't trust her enough to be able to bring her upstairs. 

"Do you need your check sir?" the same waitress asked, pulling me out of my thoughts and nodding my head to answer her question. She hands me my check and goes to serve other customers. 

I pay the bill and start putting my black trench coat on, over my blue shirt. I look down at the table and notice she left her phone number there, now I know that her name is Bonnie. 

I crumple up the paper and scoff. 

She won't be getting my tip. 

The drive home is certainly very long, I turn the radio on and hear an unfamiliar song come on. I immediately turn the radio off because I do not like to get disrupted, and a stupid song that I didn't even know was on.  

An hour later I make it home. 

I walk in the front door and notice that it's unlocked, the worst possible scenarios run through my mind and my palms start to sweat. 

"HONEY YOU'RE HOME" Niall screams from the top of the stairs, my head shooting up to look at him. 

"NIALL, YOU FORGOT TO LOCK THE FRONT DOOR" I scream at the top of my lungs. "DOES THIS LOOK LIKE AN ORDINARY HOUSE TO YOU? SOMEONE COULD HAVE WALKED IN OR Arabella could have walked out" I scream, but whisper the last part just in case she hears me. 

"YOU LIVE IN A PALACE HARRY, NOT JUST A HOUSE! I'M SORRY I FORGOT LIKE DAMN BOY, DID SHE NOT SUCK YOUR DICK LAST NIGHT?" he asks in a loud voice, laughing at his question in the end. 

I shake my head at him and start taking my jacket and brown boots off. 

"Did you feed her breakfast and lunch?" I ask him in a more calm tone now. She nods his head up and down, stuffing his face with cookies in the kitchen. 

"Every time you come here, I have to go buy groceries when you leave" I tell him, laughing along with him in the process. 

"Sorry mate, boys gotta eat" he replies while patting his stomach. "At least Louis didn't make you set Arabella free, he had a more different reaction than I expected." he adds on. 

I sigh and say, "I know, I'm glad he reacted differently then we expected him to. Arabella seemed terrified, I went to go talk to her last night and her face was pale." 

Niall sighs, I know he feels bad for her and so do I but theirs nothing I can really do. 

"So Harold, any news on Gemma?" he asks me kindly. Niall knows my limits and I respect him for that, he's seen me at my worst and he knows how to react when I'm at my best. 

"No, but I saw a girl at the Cafe today and at the back she looked exactly like Gemma. She was holding hands with a guy, so I'm sure it wasn't her. It looked exactly like her though, I walked into the Cafe since I was sitting outside and I lost them. They left so fast." I say while walking to the front door, since the doorbell rang. 

I open the door and I see someone I never expected to see. 

Liam.