Chapter 8

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Larry's POV

The guy's concert started. I wanted to be in the audience. You'd be surprised how many girls recognized me. A lot of them just pinched my cheeks, hugged me, and kissed me. I gotta say I love all of this attention. Hey, maybe I really am related to Harry! The guys take a break and do some twitter questions. The questions they pick are shown on a huge screen. One of them goes onto the screen.

"@1D4eva Can u guise bring Jake up ther?" Liam says, "Jake you heard the tweet get up here!"

I laugh and run up onto the stage. Someone hands me a mic and I walk out onto the middle of the stage. I sit down on the couch is there. I wave to all the people and they let out a loud scream. Liam lets me pick on of the girls in the front row to ask me a question. I chose a random girl and put my microphone to her mouth.

"How old are you?"

"7. Turning 8 soon." I say.

The questions come and guys get ready to sing again. I stay sitting on the couch listening to them sing. They start to sing Up All Night. Louis lifts me up onto his back and starts jumping around. I'm surprised how he can still sing with me on his back. Once they finish, I walk off the stage and meet Stella. She's been acting strange. I shrug it off and listen to the last bit of the concert.

The guys run off stage and push us onto the bus. We're leaving for Arizona now. The guys are gonna have a few days to themselves, then we're off to Mexico and then Texas. I'm still nervous about that. Once we get on the bus Stella goes straight to bed. She didn't even bother to change.

I hear Liam start to whisper to Harry. I swear there has been a lot of whisper. I take out Stella's lap top and open it. The window is instantly on her email. I no I shouldn't, but I really wanna look through it. I click on the recent email. My eyes widen and I slam the lap top. How did he know where I am? I think I'm going to be sick.

Liam's POV

I've been telling Harry about how Stella freaked out during the sound check. We haven't figured out anything. I keep thinking something happened with her family. Harry thinks it's something about someone being murdered. I look over at Larry. His eyes widen and he slams the lap top shut. I speeds walk to the bathroom.

I look over to Harry. We tell Louis to check on Larry. We walk over to computer and open it. It's opened to an email. Harry and I look through it and it was just terrible. It was an email from an unknown, threatening that Larry will be his again. When I saw again, I immediately know who it was. There is no way that he will get him back.

Wait, Stella got the email. How did he get her email address? Some weird stuff is happening around here. Louis comes back with Larry in his arm. He looks worried.

"Um, I think we have to take Larry to the doctor. He was non-stop throwing up," Louis says.

"Tom! When we get into a town, stop by a doctor's office!" I yell.

Zayn and Niall run in when I yell doctor. They look like they're terrified. I roll my eyes and realize I haven't seen Stella this whole ride. I look around and she's not there. Oh crap, we better not of left her. I run to the bunks and surely enough, she's there. She's staring into space. I poke her and she jumps hitting her head against Louis' bunk. I raise my brow at her.

"Yes?" she asks.

"We saw the email. Larry is going to the doctor because he was throwing up. Can you tell me why you freaked out so much?" I ask.

"Larry's sick? I better go check on him," she says avoiding my question.

She jumps off the bunks and I grab her arm pulling her back. I give her a stern look and she sighs. She sits down on Harry's bunk. She whispers something that I can't hear. I lean my ear closer to her and ask her to repeat it. She lets out a loud sigh and looks at me.

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