The Chase [Watty's2018]

Twenty-Five

Liam
I balled my fist that wasn't holding Harry's old phone, each passing minute that he didn't call frustrated and worried me. After waiting for thirty minutes after the usually call by time I slipped the phone into my pocket, accepting the fact he most likely wasn't calling today.

That meant anywhere from three to five days without any contact with him. That only happens if Harry thinks his dad is on his trail.

Niall rested his small frame on my back, his arms wrapping behind me from the back. "What'd Harry say? Is everything okay?"

I didn't want to tell him Harry hadn't called. It would worry him for no reason. I also couldn't lie to him. Not right now. We both have to be on guard at all times.

"He didn't call. I don't know what could be going on. I just-" I stopped myself, keeping my emotions in check. "I'm sure that they're-"

"Stop being fine. I know you're not, and you don't have to hide it."

I let my head drop. I forgot Niall was getting better with the emotion thing. But he was right. I really just wanted to scream or cry, hit or kick. I just wanted Louis back safely.

Niall turned me so I was facing him. "Were going to get them back. No matter what it takes. Those bastards from the lab will not get away with doing this." He pulled me into a hug and we stayed like that for a while.

"Its been weeks," I whispered. "He's been gone for weeks and I haven't done anything."

I felt Niall's grip on me tighten. "Let's come up with a plan. We can get all three of them back, Li. We can do this."

"He was never supposed to go back to that lab. Ever. How do I make this up to him?" I held onto Niall, not wanting him to slip away.

Niall didn't respond, instead holding me. How could he respond? What is there to even say?

We stayed like that until I slowly pulled away minutes later. "We have to get them out of there. We need a plan," I confirmed with Niall, who nodded. "Let's get them back."

I held him tighter and nodded. I stood first, helping Niall up, then we got everything packed up.

Niall got a notebook with different colored pens. He sat at a small table in the room, where I sat down at also. I crossed my legs over each other and moved close to him so that I would be able to see what he was doing without having to read upside down and backwards. He started writing down things for me to ask Harry and what to do depending on the situations that come up.
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Louis

I woke up, taking a glimpse of them what was around. When nothing looked out of place I calmed down, sitting up and rubbing my face. "That was a weird dream," I mumbled, standing up slowly. I made his way to a small sink in the bathroom, and splashing my face with some cold water. I stared at my reflection for a minute in the mirror. Nothing seemed too different now from when we left, except my skin was a shade or two darker. My hair was brown and my eyes were a cold blue.

"Louis," I familiar voice said, making me leave the bathroom to see who it was.

I paused when I saw Harry, my body going rigid. Why is Harry here?

Harry glanced away from me and into the room, looking around. "Come on," he said, his eyes settling on me.

"You're just going to try to get me out." I found myself walking towards him, though.

He shook his head, walking into the room. "No." Without any further hesitation he grabbed my upper arm, pulling me out of the room.

I couldn't help but count the cameras, holding my breath as we reached the third one. Harry kept walking however, not turning where I thought he would have.