One Picture Can Change Everything... (Louis Tomlinson FanFic) WATTY AWARDS 2012

Chapter22

Laura's POV:

I was starting to worry about Emily. She's been gone for a half hour! Louis was in the same state as me: confused and worried.

"I'll find her," I tell him.

He merely gulped, and replied with a weak "OK."

I walk swiftly through the halls, worried. I saw a doctor, who looked familiar....

"Kendall?!" I say, a little too loudly.

I got weird stares; time to act.

"It's been so long! I've missed you!" I cry, hugging him.

After the doctors and nurses continue on with their jobs, I shuddered. I hate this guy for what his aim is.

"Where's Emily?" I ask in a low voice.

"Places." He replied, chuckling darkly.

"Tell me, please?" I ask. God, I'm practically pleading!

"No."

"She's locked up somewhere, that much I know."

"Yep."

"Whatever." I start dragging him, grabbing his arm.

As I wandered the hall, I heard a muffled sound from a....janitors' closet? I opened the door, and I saw her, tied up and duct-taped. I gasped and glared at Kendall.

"You. Bitch." I say through my teeth, which were clenched together.

I slapped him, and the sound of the smack echoed slightly. While he was nursing his cheek, I untied Emily and got rid of the duct tape.

"OWW! DAMN, DUCT TAPE HURTS!" Emily complained.

She quickly regained her composure, and bolted from the closet. I simply smirked and got my revenge, by doing what he just did to Emily.

"Muahaha!" I say, before leaving.

Emily's POV:

I quickly ran to Louis' room, because I certainly didn't want to go to anyone else. Louis had a relieved look on his face, and a very small smile tugged on his lips.

"OH MY GOD! I WAS LOCKED IN A JANITORS' CLOSET!" I scream to him.

Louis' expression hardened. "Who did it?"

"Kendall. Laura took 'care' of him. Oh, and duct tape HURTS when you rip it off your mouth." I inform him.

The smile creeped up on his face again when I told him the last part.

"I'M NOT ALONE!" Louis shouted.

I laugh a little. "Yeah."

Suddenly, the door burst open, and in came Laura, and.... No, it can't be them.

"Hey, Emily." Logan stated simply.

Carlos grinned and James was looking around the hospital room.

"Hi," I say quietly. I'm pretty sure my eyes are bulging out of my head.

"You know these idiots?" Laura asked, one hand on her hip, her other hand pointing over her shoulder with her thumb at the three boys.

"HEY!" Logan, Carlos and James yelled. They were obviously offended.

"Laura, don't be mean to your brother!" James said, playfulness in his tone.

"Wait, your James' sister?" I ask.

Laura shook her head, and smiled weakly. "My last name is Henderson. I'm Logan's brother."

"Oh. Hiya Logan!" I say.