The moment we all got our food, we asked for boxes and the check. I was getting really nervous because Louis hasn't answered any of our texts, snapchats, phone calls, nothing. I was bouncing my leg as I waited for everyone to finish boxing up their food. I just wanted to know Louis was okay. I held my food and Louis', in my hand. I had written his name in cursive with a pen and added some pretty flowers hoping it wold make him smile. I stared at the box reading his name over and over in my mind. I was so beyond worried about him I didn't even know how to think. Something in my gut was saying that something was really wrong. My leg bounced more as the worry was beginning to build.
I think I maybe went too far tonight with Noah. Louis had been so vulnerable with me in the room today about his worries, and I unintentionally ignored them tonight. I was just so engulfed in the excitement of seeing Noah again that I was acting impulsively. I'm supposed to be the one who plans; Louis is the impulsive one. There was just something about seeing Noah again just brought out this old side of me, and I began acting how I used to. Noah and I were always touchy friends. We always used to flirt even before we were actually interested in each other. I'm a cuddly touchy person. I always have been. I'm cuddly with the lads too and Louis doesn't mind one bit. I just don't understand why with Noah it's different but it is. I should've respected that. I see that now and it was wrong whether I understand why or not because I upset Louis. I love Louis and the last thing I want to do is upset him. I feel so foolish that I allowed myself to turn into that middle school boy again that's swooning over Noah.
It didn't help that Zayn was without a doubt flirting with him all night. They were laughing and overly touchy. I felt a little jealous even though I didn't have any feelings for Noah. I wasn't at all jealous because I wanted to be with Noah but because my whole life not many people have actually seen me. Most people ignored me. Hell, the boys I was now best friends with ignored me most of my life, but Noah always saw me and I didn't want to lose that. Since the day I met Noah, I was always just Harry. Not the freak or the dork, just Harry. It was the first time in my life I had ever experienced that and apart of me was always going to cling to that feeling. That doesn't, however, justify my behavior, and I wanted nothing more than to hug Louis and apologize.
I felt a gentle had on my back pulling me out of my guilt and turned to see it belonged to Noah. I took a deep breath and forced a smile. I wanted it to be Louis' hand.
"Hey Hare Bear, I'm gonna head home. Thank Louis for dinner for me please? He's going to be okay," Noah reassured me. He was so kind. He knew exactly what I needed to hear and I was thankful for that. "Text me if you need anything." I nodded and we hugged.
He said his goodbyes to everyone making sure Zayn's was extra long. He even gave Zayn a kiss on the cheek, which Liam seemed to take a disliking to, before he left. Niall came over to me and grabbed my hand. I smiled giving it a little squeeze. Niall and I were definitely the closest and he was always so good about helping me when Louis wasn't here.
"You ready?" He asked me. I nodded.
We all headed into the limo and rode in silence to the hotel. My leg was still bouncing as the anticipation rose. Niall stayed by my side and just rubbed my back gently. Liam and Zayn sat next to each other but throughout the limo there was just an awkward tension. I looked at my texts with Louis. He still hasn't even read them.
"Has he answered anyone?" My voice was quiet and timid.
They all checked but no one's heard anything from him. He hasn't seen any of our messages. I had a really bad feeling that I couldn't shake.
"I'm sure he's alright H." Liam tried to comfort me.
I just nodded my head and sighed cuddling into Niall. He ran his hands through my hair which I really needed, but I needed it from Louis. We finally reached the hotel and I rushed out. The boys quickly came out with me and we rushed to the elevator. We got on and hit the floor we needed. We waited in the elevator and I was beginning to go mad.
"Why can't this fucking go faster," I expressed impatiently.
Before the boys could speak the door opened and I was out of there. I was speed walking down the hallway with the boys not far behind me. I reached the door and stopped. I was nervous to open it because I didn't know what I'd be met with. The lads had caught up behind me.
"Harry, are you going to open it mate?" Zayn asked.
I gulped and nodded my head. I slowly brought the key up and slide it into the door. The light turned green and I placed my shaky hand on the doorknob. I slowly turned it taking a deep breath before opening the door. I looked within the room hesitantly stepping in.
"Lou?" I called out for him.
I couldn't see him in the front part of the room. Maybe he was in the bathroom or the bedroom. We all slowly walked through. I never heard a response so I called out again.
"Louis?" I said.
Nothing.
We continued to scan the room. He wasn't in the bathroom so we checked the bedroom. Louis' suitcase wasn't here and Louis was nowhere in sight. I began to panic.
Where the hell is he?
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a/n: hi lovelies! i hope you all are well! i just wanted to say i'm so proud of louis for loving syco! he deserves so much more than he was getting and i'm so so so proud of him! now that being said, where do you think louis went? let me know your thoughts! if you can please vote, comment, and share! thank you for reading and thank you for supporting me! sending all my love! ~ruth ♡
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