It's Love {larry stylinson}

Chapter Fourteen .

I have big plans for my baby ;3 I don't want it to end just yet so I'm throwing in some plot twisters later~ beware!

But here it finally is, chapter fourteen! ;D

&, while I'm still ranting aimlessly, THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYBOOODY!! 2,000-SOMETHING READS. Merp iloveyouallsomuch.Okay well, I'll shut up now.

[Harry P.O.V.]

"How in the hell is Louis Tomlinson missing?"

I was pacing back and forth, tugging at my hair like a mad-man. We had relocated to the lads' house, and now we were all in the living room. No one was doing much talking besides me.

Liam gave me a death glare that warned me of my tone, but my bubbling emitions made me not give a damn.

"How is that possible? You guys knew he was unstable so why'd you even let him leave? And why didn't you call me yesterday when it happened in the first place? And you, Liam," I spat, turning my attention to Liam, who was glaring at me and biting his nails. I pointed an angry finger at him and his eyes widened. "You of all people should have taken care of him. If I had known he was going to disappear in your care I would have never left! He's probably out there, cold, and alone, and-"

"Shut up!" A voice snapped, and I whipped around to see Zayn. Zayn, who was usually calm and composed. Zayn who appeared to be quiet and cool. He was now red faced and his eyes were nearly burning with a fury. He sat on the couch, an emotional Niall hiccupping with tears in his lap.

"Just shut up. This is all your goddamn fault anyways." He sneered, using a tone of voice that made my heart pang. Not Zayn, too. It seems as though Niall was the only one who didn't regard me with hostility.

I watched in awe as Zayn repositioned Niall so he could fish into his pocket and fetch a cigarette. Grabbing his light from his other pocket he lit the cigarette and took a puff. All the while Niall was right in his lap. Zayn never, ever smoked in front of us, due to a mixture of common courtesy and embarrassment.

I guess Louis's disapearance was making us all go mad.

[Liam's P.O.V.]

Harry was right.

I shouldn't have let him storm out like that, in the state he was in. He's been missing for nearly a day, and his phone was off. The lads were all different kinds of upset, Niall tearing up every few minutes, Zayn brooding and Harry was jumpy and angsty.

"For all we know he's at your apartment!" Zayn yelled at Harry, annoyance lining his voice. That's how he addressed him now-- with an undeniable level of annoyance. I addressed him with anger and burning eyes, while Niall addressed him with what seemed like shame. Shame because I think Niall just wanted to hug and make up, while the rest of us were just about ready to sacrifice Harry.

Now we were in the car, taking Zayn's suggestion and driving out to Harry's place. Tension filled the air, and you could practically feel everyone's emotions seeping from the pores. In an attempt to relieve us of the awkwardness I flicked my hands over the radio

Too bad it was one of our songs on the radio.

To be honest, I'm still not used to hearing my voice on the radio. It's almost like a dream, its too good to be true.Normally it was WMYB, occasionally One Thing. But this time it was Moments.

*You should listen to Moments while reading this.. I did and I cried a bit :'3*

I'd never heard it on the radio before, so when I heard my voice coming out of the speakers I did a double take.We were all fine until Louis's verse came up.

I don't think we were expecting it, but when his soft voice came through the speakers I could feel everyone tense up even more.

I'd always admired Louis's voice, because it is so delicate and light. Fragile, even. This song was the perfect example of Louis's talent because you can hear the emotion in his voice.

Hands are silent,

Voice is numb.

I heard Niall hiccup with his tears, and Zayn began to shush and sooth him.

Try to scream out my lungs,

It makes this harder.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly and fought the tears that I felt welling in my eyes.I looked over at Harry and he buried his face in his hands, trying to hide his tears.

And the tears stream down my face...

Harry's shoulders began to shake with sobs and after silently debating it, I swallowed my pride. Reaching over I placed my hand on his shoulder, giving him a weak smile.

He removed his face from his hands and looked up at me, his eyes glowing with an emotion I couldn't quite place. I didn't figure out what that emotion was until my gaze was settled back on the road.

It was a look of hope.

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