I Thought You Loved Me

Chapter Three- Harry's problem

Louis' POV

"Hey, wheres Harry?" I asked, walking into the living room of the hotel we were in.

"Erm... I honestly have no idea, mate." Zayn told me.

"Alright then." I mumbled, pulling a bag of carrots out of the fridge.

I walked up the stairs to mine and Harry's room, and opened the door. I looked through the room, and found no sign of Harry.

"Haz!?" I called.

Still no sign of him.

I looked through the entire suite, and still didn't find a Harry.

"Niall? Liam? Zayn? Guys!!" I yelled and they all came running into the hall where I was standing. "Seriously, has any one seen Hazza?" I asked them.

"I saw him run out the door to the suite about thirty minutes ago." Niall said, "But I haven't seen him since."

"Well lets go find the curly haired nudist!!" I said, and the boys all followed me out of the suite.

Ari's POV

"So, babe, what do you want to do tomorrow?" Matt asked, standing in the door way.

"I told you. I'm having a day to my self tomorrow." I told Matt.

"Why can't you have a day to your self with me?" He whined.

"Because it wouldn't  be a day to my self if you were here." I said, leaning in to kiss him.

"Okay..." He said, giving me one last kiss before turning around and walking off to his car.

I turned around and walked back up to my room, where my phone was buzzing like crazy.There was three texts from Harry, and five or six text from different unknown numbers.

'Hey, Ari. It's Louis. Harry's missing, and we can't find him. Help us?"

'Hey Ari, its Niall. What Lou said. Please come help us?"

I didn't bother to read the rest of the texts. I just threw on a pair of converse and a hoodie and ran back down to the kitchen, where I grabbed my purse, and the keys to the truck.

"Dad!! Harry's missing!! I'm going to go help the boys! I'll call you later!" I yelled, not waiting for a response.

I sprinted out to the truck and jumped in. I grabbed my phone and texted Harry, or Louis in this case.

'Im on my way, but whats the address??"

'The hotel on ninth street. Go there if you find him. I'll text you if we find him.'

I started the truck and began driving around town. After about an hour, of not finding my curly haired friend, I got a text from Harry. Or Lou.

"Any luck? Meet us at the hotel. Room twelve. Lou.'

"Okay. I'll be there in ten.' I said back.

As I was driving, still looking for Harry, I spotted a human shape, huddled in an alley to my left. I pulled over, and could just make out the curls, on Harry's head. I jumped out of the truck, putting my phone on silent, and made my way towards the person huddled against a dumpster.

Harry's POV

"Harry?" came a soft, gentle voice.

I sniffled, burying my head in my knees. I felt someone sit down on the ground next to me. I peeked out of my knees, having not recognized the voice and saw Ari, sitting there, here blue eyes, that had been twinkling earlier today looked sad and dull. Her eyebrows were knit, and she was looking at me like she was worried.