Chased *ON HOLD*

Chapter One

*Nicole's POV*

"Niall?" I slowly walk near Niall, seeing if he's okay. Instead of responding, he continues to read the note over and over again.

"Niall-"

"Why the hell won't he leave us alone?!?!" Niall yells, crumpling the note and throwing it across the room,

"We never did anything wrong!!! Now apparently he has helpers!!!" Niall presses his palms against the bed, trying to think this through.

I back away just as Harry inches closer, "Noah will be fine. He got out of one mess, he can get out of this one and we'll find him." Harry assures him.

"Anyone could be helping Michael!!!" Niall screams once more, ignoring Harry. He glances over at me, "You." He says, standing himself up straight.

"Me." I reply, not really knowing where he's going with this.

"It's your fault!!! YOU were watching him. YOU saw him last," Niall pauses, his eyes going wide, "You're helping Michael aren't you?!?!" He screams in my face making me shocked.

How could he think that? WHY would he think that? I've been on his side through all of this Michael shit, Michael even took me and tortured me!!!

"Yes because I'm helping Michael." I say, sarcasm filling my voice.

"I knew you were the the harmful one!!! You always want to cause trouble don't you?!?!" Niall continues to scream in my face.

"It's called sarcasm, take a joke won't ya?" I spit back, getting in my face like he did to me. Apparently that added more fuel to the flame.

Niall was about to yell something back at me before Harry pulls us away from each other, "Would you two just shut up?!?! Noah's missing and yelling at each other isn't going to help it!!!"

Niall storms out of the curtain, leaving Harry and I alone. I cross my arms, remaining silent.

Harry looks at me, "You're apoligizing later." He demands.

"But-"

"No buts. You're apoligizing later." He commands again, showing no mercy for me. I groan and walk out of the curtain, Harry following close behind.

"Niall?" Harry calls as we look around for him. Niall's nowhere in sight. How did he get so far within five seconds?

"He probably went to his room." I tell Harry. Harry nods and walks to the double doors. I follow close behind, trying to keep up with his fast pace.

When Harry and I arrive to Niall's room, we see that the room is empty. I put my hands at the top of my head and exhale heavily. Why would he leave?

"So now we lost both of the Horan's that were hospitalized? Great." I say, bringing my hands down from my head back to my sides.

Harry sighs, "Alright, Niall and Michael both couldn't have got it far. I mean, Michael just can't walk out with a patient that hasn't been released and Niall is a patient so he just can't walk out of the front door." Harry stares at the ground as he talks, very hard in thought.

"That's true. Plus I left Noah for a good ten seconds so Michael's probably in a nearby closet or something," I then freeze in my spot, thinking of something bad, "Wait, what if Michael is pretending to be a doctor and 'took him to surgury'?" I ask, worrying out of my mind.

Harry places his hands on my shoulders, "Hey, everyone is going to be fine. We're going to find Noah and Niall and send Michael to jail. Okay? Now you go get anyone who's left in the waiting room. I think it's just Liam, Zayn and Perrie but tell them about the situation. Then go look. I'll go look near Noah's room." Harry told me his plan.

I nodded, my heart still racing fast at the thought that we lost Noah. Harry notices and holds my face in his hands to make me look up at him, "Hey, everything will be fine." Harry assures me. He applies a gentle kiss to my forehead before walking out the door to his part in the plan.

I follow behind him, walking down to the waiting room. I keep my pace until I suddenly remember that we need to find Noah and Niall as soon as possible.

I begin to sprint as fast as I can down the hallway. I can't run for my life but I keep going for Noah. That kid's making me work out for him...how rude...

I arrive to the waiting room, my legs weak and heavily breathing. I stop and rest my arms on my knees, trying to get my breath.

"Nicole?" Liam asks. I take a quick glance up at him to see that he's walking toward me concerned.

"Damn I need to work out." I say to myself in between breaths. I stand myself up straight to see Liam standing right in front of me, chuckling at my comment.

I take one last big breath before focusing on Liam, "I need you guyses help." I tell Liam, hinting that Zayn and Perrie are included.

"You know that 'guyses' is not proper English, right?" Liam asks me, making sure I know how to properly speak which I have no time for.

"I quit high school, cut me some slack." I reply just as Zayn and Perrie start walking our way.

Liam chuckles once again, "You can't actually cut slack." He smirks at me, obviously wanting to piss me off.

"Why are you guys talking about cutting slack?" Zayn asks, confused.

"Because Nicole doesn't know how to properly speak English." Liam continues, obviously amusing himself.

"But what does-"

"We have a real problem here." I interrupt Zayn's question. Okay, clearly we're going nowhere with this...

Perrie looks over to me, "What's the problem?" She questions. Well at least someone cares.

I'm about to speak when the intercom interrupts, "Attention. We have just been notified that Niall Horan, age 26, and Noah Horan, age 5, are both missing from their rooms. Please notify the front desk if you see the two men both with blonde hair and blue eyes. Thank you." The intercom then makes a quick 'beep' before the room goes completely silent once again.

"That's the problem," I point to the intercom on the ceiling, "Harry's looking around for Noah now and since we're a group of five, two of you can help Harry while someone and I will look for Niall." I tell the three standing in front of me. They nod, understanding the plan.

"I'll go with you," Zayn says, stepping toward me, "Liam and Perrie, try to find Noah."

Perrie nods and looks toward the door where all of the patients are behind, "Where should we look? Also, should we split up or stay together?"

"You guys can do whatever you feel you have to. Harry's in Noah's section, which is the part that has the two swingy doors and it says 'Keep out unless permission is granted' over the doorframe. Harry figured that Michael-"

"Wait, Michael?" Liam asks, stilling his body from any movements. I bite my lip and nod, still pissed off at this happening.

"Anyway, Harry's there so the decision of where you go is also up to you. Make sure your phone's are always on and if there's any trouble, call or text someone. Got it?" The three nod and we seperate.

Zayn and I head toward the exit of the waiting room out into the main entrance while Liam and Perrie go into the 'patient's portion'. Noah and Niall, when we find you, we'll make sure this never happens again.