~Harry's P.O.V~
We all got up from the floor, wiped our eyes, and searched around the theatre for any signs of Peyton.
"Emily and Lucy, you look near the entrance and food area. Keep a sharp eye out for Anna and Peyton's ex-boyfriends," Niall instructed.
"Skylar, Louis, and Liam, you look in the bathrooms and in the movie rooms," he continued, "Harry, Zayn, and I will search the rest of the places. We might even go to Mark and Ethan's houses."
"Be safe," Lucy said as she ran up to Niall and hugged him.
All I wanted was for Peyton to be safe and unharmed in my arms again. I stopped and stared at the cold ground for a while, wondering if Peyton was scared- or even if she was alive.
I didn't want to think negative things though- that would only make things worse. So instead, I thought about her smile, and her laugh, and the way she scrunched her nose when she tried to think. Thoughts of her began to flood my mind, but it was interrupted by someone shaking me.
"Hey. Mate. Are you there?" A familiar voice asked.
I came back to reality and realized that it was Liam who had been talking to me.
"Uh.. What?" I asked, confused.
"We're about to head off," he answered.
"Oh."
~Zayn's P.O.V~
I ran up to Harry, who seemed to have been dazed out. Poor lad.
"Let's go," I softly said, and nudged his shoulder.
Liam walked away and went to his search group. Then Harry said, "Okay" and the search for Peyton began.
