Always In My Heart

Chapter 1

3rd Person POV:

The four band members sat around the large stainless steel table in the chilyl and barren meeting room. There was nothing on the walls, just the one large television up at the front, used for presentations, and the floor to ceiling window that covered one wall and gave all of them a brilliant view of the city.

Yet none of the boys could find themselves enjoying the marvelous view. Louis was fiddling nervously with his thumbs, occasionally wiping away a stray tear or two that would fall down his red cheeks. Niall was chewing on his finger nails, all but his left thumb was chewed down to a nub. Zayn continued to run his hands through his long hair, muttering about badly needing a drag. Liam on the other hand, kept a stoic expression. Occasionally offering a reassuring smile to one of the boys. 

After all, someone had to stay calm in the sea of desperate and depressed emotions. Of course, Liam was still struggling with intense sadness and worry, but he had to keep that hidden so he could keep everyone else sane. 

Suddenly the two large doors opened up and Louis was on his feet, staring at Simon with a desperate and nervous look on his face. 

"Did you find anything?" He question eagerly. 

Simon gave all of the boys a sympathetic frown, his gaze pasuing on Louis for a moment before he had to break the mans stare. He moved his gaze down to the dark hardwood floors and let out a deep sigh. 

"Nothing yet." He spoke, his voice firm.

Louis' shoulders sagged and his expression became filled with more despair, if that was even possible. 

Upon seeing this Simon spoke up once again. "But we have a search out looking for him everywhere. I've called the local police station and they are doing all they can withing the confines of the law. I've also hired a private detective as well." He explained. 

All of the boys nodded and Louis sat down in his seat, shaking his head and biting his bottom lip to keep the tears at bay.He had already had a breakdown in the car, he didn't want to have another one again. 

"We have to take in all possibilities though. Harry might have run away again." Simon told them all. 

Louis scoffed and gave Simon a harsh glare. Disgusted that he would even think of such a thing. 

"Harry was happy again. We had all had a great time that day. He would just-just run away! He's not like that anymore, he's okay now!" He exclaimed, slamming his hands down on the table. 

The room was filled with a deadly silence and everyone merely stared at Louis. It wasn't like Louis to freak out like that, he was more of a person that would try and talk things out with someone else. It was rare that anyone would ever see him yell or scream. 

Louis let out a small cough and stood up, attempting to wipe away more tears as they began to flood down his face. "Sorry, I have to go." He muttered before racing out of the room. 

Liam bit his bottom lip nervously and stood up, placing a hand on Simons shoulder. The man had done so much to help them out with everything that had been going on lately, it must have been straining on him as well. 

"Thankyou Simon, we really appreciate it." He told him, giving him a pat before leaving to go find Louis.

As expected the Doncaster lad was in the mens washroom, in the mist of washing away his face with cold water. Liam walked towards him, standing by as he waited for Louis to notice his presence. After a few moments of silence, with Louis staring at his relfection, the troubled man finally spoke up. 

"It was her." Was all that he said, not even looking over at his friend. 

Liam furrowed his brows at Louis in confusion. "Who?" He questioned. 

Louis grabbed a few peices of paper towel and dried off his face before turning and staring at Liam. It was so obvious, how could he had not noticed it before. WIth everything that had just happened, there was really only one person that would go to such lengths to kidnap Harry. 

"Eleanor, she did it." Louis stated. 

Liam shook his head and opened his mouth to speak, but before he could Louis cut him off. 

"Just think about it. Harry was the one that found out she wasn't pregnant. He ruined her twisted plan to marry me, it only makes sense that she would after him." He reasoned. "Not to mention that the day after the wedding, she dissapeared. No one has seen her since, not even her own family. Don't you see Liam, she did it!"

Liam thought for a moment. Well, it did make sense that she did it. All of the dots connected.She had a pretty strong motive, and suddenly she had vanished. 

"That actually makes a lot of sense Louis." he praised. 

Liam grabbed Louis' wrist and began to pull him through the empty hallways and towards the meeting room where everyone was still talking. "You have to tell Simon." He told him. 

Louis nodded and struggled to keep up with Liams quick footsteps. With their quick pace it only took the two singers about two minutes to enter the meeting room. Liam thew Louis into the room, causing the smaller man to stumble. Once he regained his balance he glared at Liam. Until he realized why he had came back.

"Simon! Its Eleanor, it has to be her." He reported, an expression close to excitment on his face. 

"How do you know?" The older man asked. 

"Well, I dont really know for sure. But it makes sense. Harry ruined her plan, and the next day she dissapears and then Harry gets kidnapped! Simon she is the only person that would even have  a reason to kidnap Harry!" He resounded. 

SImons eyes lit up and he clapped Louis on the shoulders. "I'll call the private investigator.You boys head home and get some rest." He comanded in a caring tone before rushing off to his office to make the call. 

The boys all looked at eachother, small smiles etched onto their faces. It was the first breakthrough so far, even it was just a hunch. At least it was something. 

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Harrys POV: 

Its dark, always dark. I can't hear anything, can't see anything. The only thing I can feel in cold moist air washing over my face, and the uncomforatble restraints around my wrists and ankles. The cement floor I was sitting on was cold, but not nearly as cold as the metal bars in front of me. Wherever I was, it had a disgusting smell to it, like aging mold and cat piss. It made me want to vomit. 

Please, someone get me out of here. I'm scared. 

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