Me, my mouth and 1D

Chapter 25

Kelly's POV (1 week and 1 day)

I was sitting back stage at the boys' last Australia concert. Nothing on Katie. I was depressed. Emily kept me company, talking about random things. Harry seemed worse than me. All he really did was mope; even at the concerts he was sad. Of course he was yelled at for it but he didn't really change. Harry and I even had some heart-to-heart talks. I knew he loved her. And it was like a sad love story.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I immediately turned it off. As you can see, I've...lost hope on finding her. It's been a week-- a long, long week. Emily was sitting next to me as we watched the show and looked at me with concern.

"It was probably no one," I told her with a weak smile. She shrugged and turned back.

"Kelly!" I heard someone call. I turned my head to see Paul running down with a smile on his face. Standing up, I asked, "What?"

"They found her!" I gasped-- "No, no way! Oh my God! Where is she? Is she okay? Can I talk to her?" I bombarded him with questions.

"Yeah! Actually. she's heading to Europe and we're going to meet her there as soon as the boys are finished."

"What are we gonna do when we finish?" I heard Liam's voice behind me.

"They found Katie! They're shipping her off to Europe and we're heading there to! To meet her!" I yelled, also tearing up a bit as I faced them.

"What?" Harry whispered, his eyes watered.

"Yes, Harry, you're gonna see her again," I whispered.

"And, your stuff is being backed this very second. All we have to do is get on the bus and-"Paul started but didn't get to finish--

"KATIE I'M COMINGGGGG!" Harry yelled and took off down the hallway.

No meet and greet?

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My foot was tapping furiously on the floor of the plane, waiting to land and be let off. We only had 5 minutes left.

"Is she okay?" Harry asked, him sitting right next to me.

"I only know what you know. But I hope so." I responded.

"Attention passengers, we will be landing in 1 minute. Please gather your belongins and be prepared to exit the plane. Thank you for flying with us."

I started bouncing up and down.

"Wow, love, calm down. She'll be there," Zayn tried to calm me but it didn't work. I just could not wait to see her! "Hun, how could I calm down when I'm finally getting to see my best friend after a week or her being missing?!"

He leaned back in his seat and started to gather his stuff. Harry was also, shoving things into his carry-on bag, his face filled with determination.

The plane came to a stop.

I unbuckled my belt.

And I was out the door before anyone else could get up.

My feet carried me as fast as they could into the terminal. I skid to a stop, almost slamming into several people, also not realizing I was right in the middle of everything. Suddenly, my eyes landed on a white sign  with the familiar name on it: One Direction

I ran, shoving people out of the way and ignoring their angry yells.

"Where is she?!" I yelled once I reached the... Police? Nah, FBI man (I could see the badge front and center).