Patch Our Hearts

Chapter 31

Carina's P.O.V.

I pulled up to Liam's place, shutting off my car and my phone as well. There were a few other cars parked around.

Liam's "place" was basically a mansion, with a long, windy, paved driveway that led to a giant garage that was connected to the cream colored house. The lawn was a bright green and perfectly mowed in an array of checkered squares criss-crossing every which way.

My hair blew into my face, and I pulled it all to one side of my head, the puff of hair laying on my right shoulder.

Climbing the steps, I took noticed of the extraordinary detail engraved into the archway above the door.

I awkwardly stood by the door after I pressed the doorbell. You could hear the chorus of rings from inside the house.

Waiting, I stood up a little straighter, in case Nolan was to answer the door. Instead, when the door swung open, I was met with Louis.

"Hey, Carina!" He said cheerfully, holding the door open wider so I could walk in.

"Hey..." I said, still struck in awe of how beautiful the place was. "Is this all Liam's?"

"No, we all kinda live here. It's like our headquarters when we're not on tour." He replied, giving me a weird look of confusion.

"Oh, Ryder told me otherwise," my cheeks were blushing, bright red, as Louis showed me through the house to the living room.

I was met with Abby, as well as the rest of One Direction, already spread out across the room, deep into a conversation about the situation.

"Hey Carina," Abby acknowledged my appearance, wiping her nose with a tissue. It was clear they'd started to "serious" topics, she was already off kilter.

"Hey," I said, taking off my spring jacket, draping it over the back of an open chair as I sat down in the same chair.

"Want anything to drink?" Louis yelled from what I assumed was the kitchen.

"No thanks, Louis, I'm good." I replied, turning back to the conversation.

Nolan sat forward in his sofa, his elbows resting on his knees, his eyes locked on mine in a playful way. "Nice to see 'ya, sleepyhead."

I laughed half-heartily, and Nolan smirked as Ryder shot daggers across the room at the blonde. Fuck, Ryder, don't mess this up for me.

Louis came in with a tray of drinks, despite my answer to his question earlier. Everyone, except me, grabbed a drink.

Nolan sat back in comfort, "What do we want to do about all this?"

The question was very general, but there was still a lot of subjects we had to figure out.

"Just throwing this out there, so I guess this is our first subject, Harry told Abby to delay the payment. We don't think he was abducted now, but there's a reason he hasn't come back." Liam started out, matter-of-fact like.

My gears in my head started to turn, as all these completely random possibilities of what was happening with Harry came up. Some were better, while others scared me a bit, that I was even capable of thinking of something that terrible happening.

"I think we should listen to Harry, I would think he knows what he's doing. Let's put if off." Louis said, putting an unfaithful trust into everyone's hands. If Louis was so sure that Harry knew what he was doing, why did all this happen? All this commotion to not pay a ransom?

"Why would he cheat on Abby to not have us pay whoever we're supposed to pay?" I blurted, covering my mouth immediately. Abby looked at me, horrified. If any of the other boys had said anything to that extent, she be flipping shit.

"Sorry, but you know what I mean?" I said to explain my random outburst, looking around.

Nolan looked at the floor, "That makes sense, but there has to be a reason."

Everyone else was thinking, creating a hell-of an awkward silence among the group, as everyone was lost in there own thoughts and conspiracies in this mess. I looked at Abby, who immediately got up, muttering that she had to use the restroom. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my forehead with my hand.

Suddenly, there was the ring of Abby's phone, making everyone jump. I ran over to the device that was lying were Abby once sat. Ryder, Nolan, Liam and Louis all stood up, hovering closer to me.

"Damn it!" I yelled, causing three of the boys to lean back a little, surprised that I was cursing on some random notice. However, Ryder smirked and laughed lightly, "What does it say?"

I handed him the phone, the other boys still in awe. God guys, get your shit together. Ryder grabbed the device, and started reading the last incoming text. First word he read, that stupid smirk got wiped clean off his face.

"I thought we were done with this son of a bitch?"

Abby's P.O.V.

I came out of the bathroom and was met with everyone in the living room, all talking about something. I noticed my phone being passed from Ryder to Carina.

"What?" I asked, causing everyone to turn facing me in alarm.

"Nothing," Carina said, eyes reading that this was a lie and I didn't want to know. She was lying to me, just as everyone always was. Going against my usual instinct, I decided to push the subject, rushing over to Carina.

"What's happening?" I asked, the room starting to spin.

"Abby," Louis warned, wrapping his arms around my waist, trying to pull me away.

"Why can't I know?" I almost yelled, thrashing against Louis' strong arms.

"Carina, she needs to know about this, we can't always keep this shit away from her," Ryder said, his voice raising ever so slightly. Carina sighed, and nodded, handing my phone back. Louis, loosened his grip, and I went back to my original seating.

As soon as I read the number the text was from, the beads of sweat started right up, flashbacks racing through my vision.

"How?" I asked, my voice cracking. I could feel a panic attack coming on, and I dropped my phone, letting it land on the carpet below.

"He- no. The restraining order-"

I looked up, everyone seemed to saying something but all I could hear was my heart beating in my ears.

And all that ran through my head was his text, before everything blacked out.

Heard you're leaving town soon, not a good idea baby. Can't wait for our date tomorrow, don't think about leaving early bitch. -Gavin