Sacrifices ☆H.S☆

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A picture of davina in the house. Just her in her pyjamas walking to the kitchen with joshua behind her with his phone in his hand. The picture was a bit blurry but I knew it was them.

But to get that picture from so close he must had entered the house. He was in there.

I left everything I was doing to run home. I just put the phone on my pocket and ran out the office but had to run back for the keys.

Calm down harry. Need to do this right.

I ran back out and tried to breath as steady as possible as my heart raced on my chest, I was even trembling and for some reason I couldn't cry I was too busy for that.

-"Harry"- I heard louis say behind me. -"You ok mate?"

-"No"- I pulled him into the elevator even tho he seemed to go somewhere else because he had some papers in his hands. I explained him the situation thanking that there was no one else in the elevator or I would had been difficult to explain.

-"I'm going with you"- He said immediately and some kind of relief rushed through me.

-"Should I call her and tell her?"- I asked him as we rushed to my car.

-"I don't know... yes"- He said and I pulled my phone out to call her. -"No wait! How do you think she's going to react?"

-"I don't know! Run out of there"

I was loossing too much time standing out the car and doing nothing so I just got into the car, the conversation could continue in there.

-"But... if he damaged the cars or something"- He said as I started the car and drove out.

-"What do you mean?"- I asked him starting to get frustrated.

-"We don't know what's he going to do honestly"

I wanted to jump in front of a fucking train and stop all of this. And if something happened to her I probably would. My phone vibrated again and I checked it again as fast as I could.

Mia: 1 hour styles.

That was all. I showed it to louis and he seemed to panic as well. I punched the steering wheel and the first tear rolled down.

-"I don't care, I need her out of there"- I said for my self.

I called her and called her a hundred times and she never answered. The worst of my fear was becoming true and I had nothing to to but to drive and hope she was ok. But she called me multiple times in the morning, and I called her even more times later, why the fuck isn't she answering the damn phone.

The steering wheel was paying for all of my frustration and impotence. It was my only way of relieving all of my anger an fear. Louis by my said didn't say a word, he just looked at me with concern and when I looked at him he looked away.

It suddenly came to me. The cameras.

I threw my phone to Louis and asked him to open the app that controlled all the cameras of the house, that where quiet a few. He did as told and searched in each one of them.

-"She's in the yard"- He informed. -"Playing something"

-"Why the fuck is she moving if she's sick, god"

-"Nothing else... oh and the guards, just two of them tho, the other two are inside the house... I don't see something else but the usual people, I think he's gone"

-"We don't know... keep looking"

He muttered an ok and I kept driving like crazy trying to avoid what ever that could delay me. Just one thing in my mind. One hour. One hour.