I Think I've Been Kidnapped

Chapter 23

***Liam's P.O.V.***

''What a show,'' Louis mumbled as we walked back to the dressing room. We had gone longer than we expected and we were all eager to get back and make sure that Eira hadn't tried to get away or anything. Harry had been sad ever since he told her the truth, but you couldn't blame the lad. She had been a bit more talkative to the rest of us, though, so I was hoping that that was a good sign. After the whole starvation thing, I wasn't sure if we could take much more, and it was taking a toll on us. I'm sure that the fans could tell that we were off our game tonight.

''Harry, you need to actually have some emotion next time,'' Niall criticized slightly, but he was right. We couldn't exactly have people start to ask questions about why we were all so sad.

''Sorry,'' he sighed, ''Though it's not like you have anything to be sad about; she's not mad at you.''

''I wasn't the one who kidnapped her,'' Niall snapped back. I let out a groan when I realized that they were going to have another one of their little fights.

''Would you just shut up, Niall!'' Harry's voice raised slightly with the words before he continued, ''You woul-.''

He was cut off by Louis jogging to the dressing room door and we all froze in our spots when we saw what was missing. No security guard. Door was wide open, and after a moment Louis confirmed that Eira wasn't in the room. We all rushed inside and searched everywhere before looking at each other in panic.

I let out a nervous laugh, ''We need to relax; there's a simple answer to this. She probably got out of the room and the security guard is busy trying to get her to bring her back. He'll probably be here with her in a bit.'' The boys nodded and we all took our time getting changed before sitting on the couch in the room and waiting for the knock on the door. After a while, we started to get nervous when It didn't come.

''Where are they?'' Louis wondered nervously. I stood from the couch and walked out side of the room, grabbing the first security guard I saw as I felt the boys follow behind me.

''Have you seen the security guard with a moustache and short goatee?'' I asked him and he looked confused.

''Name?''

''Um, John,'' I supplied, ''His name was John and he said that he was new here.''

''No new guys on duty,'' the security guard said, ''Everyone here has been working for at least a year. All newbies are saved for the small gigs. There's definitely no Johns here either. Well, there's Johnny, but he doesn't have any facial hair.'' He walked away with those words and the boys and I looked at each other in horror.

''Please tell me you got the name wrong,'' Louis pleaded but I shook my head, almost in a trance.

''It was John, he said it was John and his name tag said it too,'' I replied. ''She's gone.''

''Who did you pay off then?'' Harry asked, ''And why isn't he here?''

''I don't know!'' I yelled above them, because after Harry's questions they all started spit firing them at me. ''I don't know.''

''What are we supposed to do? We cant call the police; we'd have to tell them that we kidnapped her,'' Niall pointed out and I frowned. She's gone. We'd lost her, and we didn't even know how. We didn't even know where. She could be at a police station, or anywhere.

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Ugh, that sucked, but it was necessary so that you know what the boys saw and figured out (which isn't much). The next chapter should be up tomorrow hopefully, but don't hold me to that. Any ideas on who took her?

-cow_queen