Lost

Nine

Louis;

It's quiet in the car as we drive to the police station. The only noise is Harry softly singing along to the songs on the radio. I smile slightly at hearing him sing. His voice is beautiful.

I glance over at him and see him singing along happily, his head bobbing up and down to the music. My heart flutters at seeing him so happy. After all, it's been a rough few days for him.

We pull into the station, hurrying inside to get out of the snow that's beginning to fall.

When we get inside we walk to the conference room at the back of the station. As we make our way through a rather crowded area, Harry grips the back of my jacket. I look back at him and see he's become a little panicked, glancing around nervously with wide eyes. I continue on at a faster pace and he lets go of my jacket when we finally make it to the conference room.

Going inside we are greeted by Niall, Zayn, and Liam. Niall jumps out of his seat when he sees Harry and runs up to introduce himself.

"Hey! I'm Niall, I was with Louis when he found you. How are you? Feeling any better?"

Harry takes a step back towards me, seeming a little intimidated by Niall's enthusiasm. I put my hand on his shoulder, my intention being to show him that everything's alright. He looks at me and I feel him relax slightly before he turns back to Niall.

"Uhm, yeah I feel a lot better actually. I'm Harry, but you probably already knew that." he says, shaking Niall's hand. Niall just smiles, causing Harry to smile too. Niall has that effect on people. He's the friendliest person you'll ever meet.

Liam and Zayn get up then, making their way towards us. I keep my hand on Harry's shoulder squeezing it slightly when I feel him tense up again. He gives me a small, nervous smile.

Liam and Zayn introduce themselves and Harry seems to warm up to them almost as quickly as he had to Niall. Then we all take a seat and get to work.

"Alright, so we've been through all the information we have on Leyton," says Liam. I notice Harry flinch at the name of his captor in my peripheral vision.

"We've come up with a few names of possible allies, his old vehicles and their license plates, credit cards, insurance, places he's visited recently, etc." Zayn continues, "But we've got nothing. No trace of him at all."

"So we were thinking maybe Harry might know something that could help us?" says Niall

"Did Leyton mention anywhere that he might go to hide, Harry?" Liam asks.

We all turn to look at Harry. He thinks for a few moments before he sighs heavily.

"I don't remember him saying anything. I don't remember seeing anything that came from somewhere he might hide either. I used to scan everything that I saw and commit anything important to memory, but I'm drawing a blank here." he says sadly.

"That's alright," Liam says reassuringly, "what about friends or family? Did he mention anyone he might seek help from?"

"He said he had a brother..but his brother lives all the way in California, and..Bruce.." he pauses, shuddering at the name, "Well, he didn't have much money. He spent it all on liquor..among other things."

"Things like what?" Zayn asks

Harry stiffens, shaking his head and looking away, his knuckles turning white from his grip on the arm of his chair.

Zayn, Liam and Niall give me a worried look, not knowing why Harry has reacted this way. I shrug at them before focusing on Harry.

"Harry.." I say softly. He looks up at me, his green eyes wide and fearful.